STEPPING IN BEIJING

The blanket of darkness engulfed the sky, the only thing lightening up the roof were silvery shiny chandeliers hung like tingling little fireflies. When everyone was sound asleep, dreaming and drenched into their own thoughts. The only folks who were awake by that hour probably love sick poets and love birds cuddling into each other's embrace in the bed. When everything was living it's time so peacefully someone was about to sneak out from her own house and by the morning no one would know that the most wanted person like celebrity left Taiwan tiptoed, without any trace.

"Everything is prepared ?"

She questioned him just in case as a reminder. No matter how much of an efficient man Old Butler was, he already stepped closer to getting old thus forgetfulness was definitely an option. But that didn't happen till now and certainly she was curious herself how did he manage so many petty things without missing even a bit.

"Yes Boss everything is prepared as planned. The driver is waiting outside."

Neatly dressed in brown shorts and printed orange T shirt, she halted in front of the wooden door of the room to oogle at him.

He was giving the signs of going on a vacation probably to Hawaii than business travel to Beijing.

"Pfft new looks huh ? You are getting more like con artists."

He looked so damn proud of himself in that outfit with hands sheepishly into his pockets. Sure they tried a diversity while travelling along but this one something above others.

"I was thinking to roam about, to shop with you like we used to."

He winked with his teeth bared in the trademark smile. While she giggled grabbing his arm.

"We should hurry before Mrs Heng declare a war onto you. Why don't you consider her, she is a fine lady to be a partner."

She blinked innocently at him demanding a reasonable reply to her question which was slowly becoming her utmost wish.

"Oh no young lady I'm not going anywhere and definitely you are my only love. So that woman won't stand a chance."

Mrs Heng, a fine plump lady, widowed but cheerful woman had a crush on bulter Ye since they moved to Taiwan two years ago. Being their neighbour aided in her persuasion, she used to stop butler Ye on the way back home from grocery in the middle of her garden whenever he passes by. Sometimes she stand there outside wearing a long skirt and sleeveless top, her eyes darted towards the path he was supposed to come, with some freshly baked macrons in her plate. But don't know why he started to take the other road all the way long towards the villa just to avoid her probably.

Eu Fùnh mounted the car and her grey-ish eyes stared at the dark sky for some brief moments, her brown shorts clacked. The luxurious car roared onto the road with a certain pace to avoid any hitch.

"Turn on the music. "

Her voice echoed curtly in the air contrasting the behaviour with Butler Ye. The driver immediately responded to the order as peeked through the mirror but his eyes saw nothing except two people sitting comfortably in large caps which covered faces upto nose. Maybe he was also among them who were curious about their BOSS.

The intense lyrics of Blood, Sweat and Tears pricked her ears and she tucked head on the back set.

enjoying the beautiful rhythm of musical instruments and the seven melodic voices healed her soul. Since she entered this world the only thing which kept her sane was BTS, through their songs they preached humanity to her by lyrics. And her liking eventually grew into an obsession.

"Reached boss."

She was savouring the songs with eyes closed and hat on her face but snapped open like an eagle upon his voice. Within the same moments Old Ye woke up from slumber and cleared throat to reply the driver.

"Okey, great."

They alighted the car and took off the luggage from the boot, finally walking into the Taiwan airlines to board the flight. The half confused and curious driver smacked the steering as the sign of his no wonder what numbered failure to see the face of his boss. And wasn't even sure who was the one among two, gender was the second question waiting in the list.

They both took off the hats and strode to check in, wearing smae coloured shorts but different tops, with their real passports and tickets.

"Miss Eu Fùnh ?"

The attendee frowned and she smiled while nodding , glancing at Old Ye who was standing behind.

"What a strange name !"

Well what ruckus can be caused when you are keeping the identity hidden effectively and travelling with real one. Who would know or get suspicious of anything like that.

"Huh, her mother named her. We decided it before- she was even born."

Old Ye tapped on Eu Fùnh's shoulder while explaining the attendee as her father. After all the checking and formalities they board the flight.

[Time Passes]

The bustling capital of China was standing with it's building roaring up high into the sky, proudly with necks upright. In such hustle bustle of life The Boss disembarked the plane snd stepped in Beijing without anyone's acknowledgement. But the land of lights shivered under her feet.

"Let's head to the villa."

The morning sun was blazing hot and it was the only thing which dared to remain unaffected despite her terror.

"The driver is waiting in the parking lot. Let's get changed first."

She nodded and both headed towards the exit. It wasn't a thing to wonder where she would be staying, her luxurious villa was waiting for the owner and The Boss was now back to the capital after a short so called vacation .

[Jingzun Peking ]

A man in black appeared in the hotel's entrance radiating professional, elite vibes. A strange dangerous aura accompanied him. As he stepped into the restaurant another one entered having same appearance that it was a difficult task to distinguish between them. Both in black denim and T-shirts with masks on their face and long hats which covered the rest, bare eyes.

"Who are these people , suspicious huh ?"

A newbie worker whispered to the manager who covered her mouth with hand. It was obvious to garner the attention with their outer secrecy.

"Don't -just don't. I think it's The Boss. Keep your mouth shut when he is here to clean up the trash."

The manager explained, a high ratio of commoners was supporting her because of the efforts she made to make China peaceful and free of crime. But there were the ones in opposition too who found her at fault by taking the laws into own hands and doing whatever she wishes. No matter what the people feared her name and no one ever dared to report or do something like that because one's own life was precious. Or they were unsure who to report off !

Three men sitting anxiously in the corner of the hall immediately shoot up from their seats when Old Ye and the other man probably a special servent approached them. Sweat was palpitating through their temples and no one had the guts to do an eye contact with him.

"Sit !"

A loud -heavy authoritative voice echoed which caused terror and shiver into the veins of other customers. Who kept doing their chores pretending they didn't heard anything and behaving normal. Meanwhile Old Ye interrogated the suspects Eu Fùnh entered the restaurant dressed in blue skirt and pink shirt which had BTS symbol sewed on the chest. Walking carelessly she pretended not to notice the terrifying boss nearby, reached the counter and placed her order. When a man hastily entered in black dressing, handsome as hell with soothing eyes and sturdy, muscular body. His perfectly carved face declared an instant war within her when his eyes landed on face and a smile greeted her. He was wearing a bag and took it off , rattled for something and then handed over the long list to the woman waiting to place his order.

Meanwhile after praising his good looks she strode towards the table close to Old Ye to eavesdrop, the duties of The Boss should be fulfilled by Boss herself. But her eyes stayed glued to the sinfully handsome man who was managing the ordered boxes and bag at the same time. Her piercing stare was copying his every action while plopped close by sipping onto the coffee and munching on the wafers. During this whole process he accidentally dropped his bag which made some things to pop out. Her heart began to thud against the chest upon seeing a portfolio with "BTS manual" written on it and a few more items she could acknowledge at once belong to the celebrity seven members. Carefully she peeked through the corners of eyes when he was exiting and confirmed that he ordered for eight.