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"Bright yellow eyes, staring into my soul. Singing sweet lullabies while they measure my skull." ~ THE SNAKE [Lana Lubany]

Maisie looks through the car window at the mansion, her fingernails curling into her palms. A nervous habit she couldn't quite shake from childhood.

She was about to enter a party for assassins and people involved in the business. It was really like a gathering for people to kiss ass and try to make connections, which she was required to attend according to her father.

She was wearing a tight, black dress with a v-neck and a slit down the thigh. A knife garter was concealed underneath her dress. For safety reasons, of course.

Maisie squeezes her father's bicep as he escorts her inside. She was nervous tonight. She didn't like being in a room full of people she didn't know.

"Go mingle," Namjoon says under his breath, smiling at someone across the room.

Maisie sighs. She knew that her father had to keep up appearances, so she had to be on her best behavior tonight.

She walks away and starts to head towards a corner to hide, but someone grabs her arm and pulls her back so their chest presses against her back.

"I keep finding you," the voice murmurs, their lips by her ear.

Maisie inhales sharply and straightens her spine. "Who are you?"

She turns around and cranes her neck back to look at him, and she feels as if she will melt into a puddle. He looked handsome tonight. He's wearing a black, sharp suit with his hair gelled back, but some stubborn strands have fallen onto his forehead.

Jungkook's staring at her with that look in his eye again. That look that made her stomach feel funny and her heart speed up.

"Jungkook," he says. "Dance with me."

Maisie swallows, following him to the dance floor. His hand smoothes over her waist before pulling her in towards him, and something dangerous stirs in her stomach.

"You look beautiful," he says, his hand smoothing down her waist. "Do you always have to be with your father? I feel like I can barely get a moment with you."

"You have one now," she bites back, raising an eyebrow. "And I'm not always with him."

Jungkook rolls his eyes. "If you say so, sweetheart."

Maisie scoffs when he dips her, her face growing hot when his warm hand slides down the inside of her thigh and takes the knife from the garter on her leg.

"Really?" he smirks, tucking it into his pants pocket as they continue to dance.

Maisie grins.

If he wants to play that game, she's going to win.

Maisie's hand begins to travel south, becoming dangerously close to his dick as her eyes grow sultry.

Jungkook swallows, the grip on her waist tightening.

"Jungkook," she says, lips coming close to his.

Jungkook's breath staggers when she uses her hand to grab his suit jacket and pull it towards her, concealing her from the crowd as she takes the gun from his suit pocket. Her eyes are suddenly cold as she points it right at his heart.

"Don't play with me, pretty boy," she threatens against his lips.

Jungkook's left dumbfounded and semi-hard when she walks away, the gun still in her hand.

Maisie finds her uncles and heads towards them, and Yoongi raises an eyebrow at her.

"Who was that?" Yoongi asks.

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