Aliya exerted all her efforts to make a conversation with Yoongi when they were in the car, but she gives up trying when he remains silent. The tight grip he has on the wheel shows he is still upset, she decides to wait until he blows off his steam. She closed her eyes and tried to relax her distressed nerves, her body thankfully stopped shaking. Her arm throbbed a little but not too much for her to be bothered by it. She tried to erase the bad moments of this night and focus on the good ones instead.

She is going to see Yoongi's home for the first time. She's never seen it before because she never got invited. She knows that the house is barely a year old and the boys always talked about how cool it is. They said he designed it himself so she is looking forward to seeing it. She opens her eyes and finds they were going on an uphill road, after a few turns, they came upon a modern designed house with automatic gates. The landscape is accented with white pebble rocks surrounding dark cobble steps and the plants were well maintained.

Wooden steps leads to a large oak door and it opens to a receiving area with some soft chairs. His house has an open concept with granite floors and the walls were painted white with grey accent. When Aliya is about to take her shoes off, Yoongi made the move to undo the straps. When she thanked him, he just walks away and heads towards the dining area stopping at a bar that holds a variety of liquor. He immediately fills his glass with whiskey drinking it straight before pouring himself another one.

Aliya could only watch him silently. "Would you like a drink?" He finally speaks after his second glass.

"No thank you." She replies, frustrated over the fact that she can't read his expression. "You're so quiet, it's kind of making me uneasy. Are you still upset?"

It takes him a long time to answer. "Yes."

"With me?"

He turns to scowl at her. "Why would I be upset with you?"

"Because I was stupid enough to get myself trapped in that situation."

Yoongi shakes his head before running his hand through his hair messing up the style he had on it though having it messy gave him a different appeal. "That was not your fault Aliya. I shouldn't have let myself get distracted when I was supposed to be looking for you."

Aliya remained silent fiddling with her hands as she tries to decide whether she should tell him about witnessing what happened between him and Mari. She didn't get a chance to say it because he throws her a confusing question.

"Does it hurt?"

"What?" Does it hurt to see and hear what he and Mari were talking about? She sees him looking at her arm and she wanted to kick herself for her silly thoughts. He's talking about her arm what else?

"Just a little." She replies. her arm is now bluish-purple with small cuts from Mr. Choi's fingernails.

He looks enraged again. "I want to go find that motherfucker and beat the shit out of him."

"Please calm down Yoongi. I'm fine." Aliya walks towards him and she gives him a hug. "Thanks for worrying about me but please don't hurt other people for my sake." She's just touched over his concern for her. She's also trying to distract him just in case he decides to leave the house and find Mr. Choi.

Yoongi remains motionless as Aliya hugs him. She can feel his heartbeat racing from anger so she hugs him tighter. "I appreciate what you did for me tonight." She whispers. He finally moves to place his arms around her with his hands rubbing her back. "Now please erase all thoughts of getting even with Mr. Choi ok? Now, why don't you take a break from drinking and show me around your cool house." She smiles at him before breaking their embrace.

"I've been holding back from drinking at the party because I am driving. Let me just have another one. I'll show you the house later." Yoongi tells her as he goes for another drink.

"You could've let me drive instead." She tells him as she takes a seat towards one of the high stools next to the bar, adjusting her gown so she can sit comfortably.

He only shakes his head before turning to her. "Let me get something for your arm."

"I said I'm fine Yoongi."

He walks towards the fridge and got a bottle of water handing it to her. "Drink this at least." He tells her. "If you're hungry I can make something for you."

"Yoongi?" Aliya calls his name after having a long drink of water. When he looks up at her, she gathers all her strength to be bold and confident just like she did after Taehyung's wedding, she motions for him to come closer. He takes a few steps towards her, stopping when he's just an arms length away from her. Feeling his body against hers, made her senses come alive. She realized how much she wants him so bad she'd risk getting into an embarrassing situation of getting rejected if he's not in the mood, just like he told Mari. "I don't really need anything except," she looks straight into his eyes. "for you to show me what you meant in the car at the start of the night." She reaches for him pulling on his tie, wrapping it around her hand the way he did with Mr. Choi earlier but not as harsh although she tugs at it until he is close enough that his thighs hits her knees.

"You're hurt Aliya." He whispers.

"That's just my arm but the rest of my body is fine, unless..." She averts her eyes away from him "you really don't find me appealing anymore because compared to Mari, I am not as umph..."Her words dies as Yoongi's lips crashes with hers. He kisses her hungrily making her taste the whiskey he had been drinking as his tongue touch hers. Her grip around his tie tightens as she did her best to match his pace. His hands pulls up her gown so he could caress her legs and her thighs rubbing them before one hand finally touches her soaked satin panties, he hears him take a sharp breath. He grabs her buttocks so he can lift her against him, grinding into her wet center through his pants and her underwear. It literally made Aliya's eyesight spin from the burning need for him to be inside her.

"I want more Yoongi." She whispers to him.

"Let me fuck you in a proper bed this time." He tells her in a rough low voice before lifting her off the stool.

Aliya offers to walk up the stairs, too self conscious that she might be too heavy to be carried. He refuses as he continues holding on to her until they reach the door that is at the far end of the second floor. He asks her to turn the knob and when she did, he walks straight into a dark room finding his way to the bed where he settles her. He reaches for something and soon, the room is flooded with a dim blue colored light. He takes off his tie and un buttons his shirt removing it completely revealing his smooth chest. He helps Aliya with her gown almost tearing it off her before throwing it at the side. His eyes hungrily ran over her body, surprised that she's not wearing a bra under her gown. He licks his lips as he eyes the panties she's wearing.

He got surprised when she stands up on the bed to slowly slide down the remaining clothing she has on. She hears him utter a low moan the minute she steps out of it. She walks towards him then gets on her knees and her hands goes to work by taking his clothes off. Her eyes goes to his hard cock recalling what Mari said earlier. Unlike her, Aliya's hands were not smacked away when she removed his pants followed by his underwear. She reaches out for his hard member, wrapping her hand around it and she hears him moan. He likes it and she can see how much he does as his tip starts to release his precum. She bites her lower lip looking tentatively up at him and she finds his eyes on her watching her every move. She moves her heard towards him and she licks the liquid off him before it drips. When her mouth starts to wrap around his head, she felt his hand gently move over her hair, her name coming out of his mouth in a groan that sounded so sexy Aliya almost came just by hearing it.

She tries to take as much of him in her mouth before she starts moving her head. Yoongi hisses and he gently moves his hips as her mouth works on him. Aliya did her best to please him with her mouth until he cups her chin with his hand, and urged her to open her mouth so he can pull himself out. He has a tender smile on his lips as he pushes her down his bed. "Thanks luv." He whispers before kissing her lips slowly as he pushes her back on the bed. He slides lower her body to return the favor she gave him.

Aliya's breathless moans fills Yoongi's room as his tongue and mouth makes wonders to her body. When he feels that she is close to her climax, he pulls back and he goes to get a pack of condom from his nightstand. She looks at him curiously with the silent question of why did he not let her come.

"Aliya, on your hands and knees luv." He tells her as soon as he has the rubber on. She did as she's told and it didn't take long before she felt his tip against her opening. He teases her as he rubs himself against her sliding down her slit until he touches her clit doing it over and over until Aliya makes an annoyed sound in frustration. He smirks at her in response. "I want to hear you say it Aliya. What do you want me to do?"

"Yoongi, please fuck me now." She answers immediately.