Seowon pov

I was sitting on my office desk, going through the model list, it's not my work to do but my secretary was busy with some other arrangements as the show will be held today only.

although I was satisfied with everything that is arranged for the runaway show but something felt off. I sighed heavily and stood up to leave from my office, the corridor was empty only sound of my heels were audible to me.

I really do have a tight schedule this week, I also have an engagement party to attend, I was invited by Jungkook himself, I couldn't came to say 'no' to him.
I have grown a sense of respect for him,since past dew days, listening to yoongi bragging about jungkook's so called good deeds.

He is indeed a good man but after all he is a mafia just like yoongi, and trust me yoongi might be the most violent person in my life, not for me but for others, probably.

I shook my head and exited the office building.

I hop inside my car, as I had to leave for fashion runway show.
my heart beat fastened, my cheeks were warm, I took a deep breath to regain my composure.

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Soon, after some time i was at the venue, chauffeur quickly opened the door, I stepped out. The storm of flashing lights welcomed me, the paparazzis were relentless, the gaurds quickly formed a circle, my head was hung low.

The photographs continued to click pictures, screaming my name, desperate for a shot but too bad they aren't getting a thing.
I walked inside.

I was not required to attend this event, but I did in order to make my hard working designers some motivation, I need to support them for working hard!

I sat in the VIP lounge before the show, I was thinking to greet models backstage, however I think I'm too late for that. I was just enjoying my privacy, because I know the moment I will enter the show, paparazzi won't stop taking pictures, so I was just preparing myself mentally.

I bet you all don't have any idea, how much i hate getting in spotlight, it's like they are snatching my privacy from me.

I sighed and stood up from my place in order to leave the lounge, i walked away, still my body gaurds were surrounding me.

I sat on the front row seat, labeled as Yoon Seowon. The hall was bustling with activity, soon the show started, little did I know potographers were still clicking my pictures. I tried to ignore. . .the only thing I can do right now.

I was enjoying the show, admiring the models.
I was enjoying every bit of it, everything was going on perfectly, just as I imagined.

The designs were all pretty.

The show ended after few hours, although it was tiring but I was still energetic! I still have to greet all the VIPs, sitting in the VIP lounge, it was like a after party.

As I talked to them, most of them praised me and some were trying to make bussniss terms with me., I was not fond of interacting much, but I had to, no other options.

Suddenly my eyes fell on a female figure, I'm quite good at remembering people by their faces but I was unable to recognize her, I walked towards, I have never seen her.

"Hey miss" I greeted her.

She turned around, her hairs were red with fair complexion, it suited her, she was smiling at me , her doe eyes sparkled. My lips curled up in a smile, she was indeed very beautiful.

"Good evening, Ms. Yoon." she greeted back.

"May I know your good name?" I questioned.

"I'm jeon Yuna." she answered "I'm surprised that you don't know me." her lips formed a pout.

"Now I know." she chuckled at my statement.

"I'm came on behalf of yoongi and jungkook." she explained. My eyes widened, she might be jungkook's sister, who is going to get engaged.

I shook my head in disbelief, i regained my composure.

You seem so surprised." she laughed.

"You might be jungkook's sister" I remarked "congratulations on getting engaged in advance" I winked at her playfully.

She left after awhile of chit-chatting with me, I like her genuinely, we also exchanged our numbers, I think I will surely talk to her more often. Although she belongs from a mafia family but she seemed really harmless unlike her brother, who is surely dangerous.

I also left that place, as I was tired. My driver drove to my place.

I entered my mansion going straight to my room, my parents weren't at home because of some bussniss shit.

I changed my clothes into comfy ones, threw myself on the bed, I drifted into my dreamland...