Kpop fans and the world at large are thrown into turmoil when the rising global sensation BTS, Bangtan Sonyeondan are kidnapped in the dead of night. As the world reels in confusion the young men of BTS find themselves living a nightmare from which...
Not caring how late it was Mathan made his way to his father's quarters.
As expected Dorian was not sleeping but what surprised Mathan was finding the man watching concert footage of Bangtan Sonyeondan. His eyes never left the screen as he spoke.
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"They really are quite talented, aren't they? That large stadium and all those fans held enthralled. I have no doubt that their company would pay anything we asked for them. Of course, this is after we reveal that the boys have risen from the dead."
Mathan halted in stunned disbelief.
"Wait, you sold them to Sven. You mean to tell me that you are still planning on their resurrection and ransom?"
He couldn't stop the incredulous laughter.
"Do you really think that you can double-cross Sven and not come out bloody? He will gut you and make you pull out your own fucking intestines."
"My dear son, leave Sven to me. Like everyone he has a weakness and I happen to know what that is. We will collect two paydays for one set of boys and have more money than we know what to do with when this is over." Dorian said as he paused the DVD and turned to look at Mathan.
Mathan was having a hard time wrapping his mind around the idiocy of this so-called idea of his father's. A man like Sven was not someone you double-crossed, ever. He personally had seen the aftermath of those who thought that they were smart enough to do it and get away with it. There are some things that when seen can never be unseen and he had witnessed the results of Sven's anger.
But for now, he would leave Dorian to his delusions. Mathan had his own plans and he needed to put them into action.
"Fine, whatever...I will leave Sven to you. But right now, we have a bigger problem." Mathan growled. "Those boys are dying. They are not going to live long enough for you to collect any money for them at this rate. They aren't eating properly, they aren't getting any kind of exercise or stimulation; and thanks to your cold room stunt one of them is sick, and I mean deathly sick."
Dorian didn't say anything for a few minutes, and then he answered.
"As for food, Sven is taking care of that now. He wants to make sure that his little dancer is eating well. He also informed me that his staff would be taking care of BTS' meals from now on, I guess he wants to fatten them up." He gave a snort of laughter. "As to their exercise and so on, what are you suggesting?"
"They need fresh air and to be out of that room for a while. I want to take them outside and get them moving around. Also, let's put them in one of the unoccupied rooms with a small sound system, tell them that they must start dancing again, at least the ones who are physically able to. And I need meds, antibiotics, and vitamins; otherwise you can kiss your payday good-bye. Because the way they are right now, I give them less than a month before they start dropping like flies."
