"Strip!"
"What? What the hell did you say?"
"With that one inch of fabric hanging from your waist which I bet is higher than your IQ level, I don't think you have come here for an interview."
"Excuse me! But I guess you don't know who I'm."
"I don'...
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"What????" her voice raised and eyes wide. It just came out of the blue. She wasn't prepared for this. She wasn't prepared to trust him, "Y-you are lie.."
"Lying?" Namjoon scoffed, " Darling, lying is the last thing I do. And I'm not your boyfriend nor your sibling to sugarcoat the truth for you. Whatever will come from my mouth is The truth without any extra thing added."
Annastasia began squirming at her place. She knew her parents weren't angels who wouldn't attempt that, after all, they sold their own girl, and all her childhood with them was a greater amount of an oppressive relationship, "B-but why would they do such a heinous work?"
"For money," Namjoon snapped and saw her gritting her teeth while her hang on the bottle got stronger, "I guess that's no surprise for you as they sold you to a human trafficker."
She gave an irate murmur. "Tell me everything,"
"Basically, you mother caught his father into a relationship to the extent that he signed all his property to your mother with a wish to marry her. Due to which his parents relationship got fucked up, badly,"
Annastasia attentively listened to his words. A blameworthy look was seen all over her face because she was directly connected to them.
"Then one day, his mother caught your mother and her husband on the same bed, and..."
She inclined towards him and whispered, "And? "
"His mother committed suicide."
Annastasia froze at her place. Not able to straighten her back but only gaze at him. The man she loves lost his mother, and it's all because of her parents. This was out of her imagination. Her body was overwhelmed by the thought of his loss at an early stage of his life. Namjoon saw her tears streaming one by one with a deadpan face, however, he choose to proceed.
"Everybody isn't as strong as we think one should be. It is difficult for some. It was difficult for his mother, she was dead in front of him. His father was too lost to even acknowledge it. Suga lived in that house like a ghost, a lost soul. Until.... his father committed suicide too."
"What????" Annastasia was stunned. Namjoon came at her without any indecisiveness. He was straight off forthright with her and not giving her any moment to process his words. But this time she wasn't mournful but furious, "Why the fuck would he do that, leaving his one and only son alone in this cruel world??" she spat out on him.
"Isn't it obvious? He was robbed of his property, his house, everything. And a man like that wasn't going to fight or stand up for anything or be a single parent to Suga, so he decided to kick the bucket. Nonetheless, his father wasn't a decent fella."
Annastasia certainly didn't deem it to be obvious, "What about Yoongi? What happened to him?"
"Your parents found him in the house alone crying and sent him to an orphanage trying to wipe out his entire existence to inherit his fathers property." Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, "He took you to a orphanage, right?"
