"I'm the only monster you need to worry about tonight."

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"So, you've found someone else?" Mia asks me, holding a cold bottle of water against the side of her head to ease the headache she got from the hangover.

"You can say that," I tell her as i continue staring down at my phone, looking at the instagram story that Hana put on her page last night.

It's literally the afternoon if next day and I'm still thinking about it. I should've been angry, considering she ruined something that I admire so much, but I wasn't.

To be honest, I think what she did yesterday has to be the hottest thing she has ever done, right under the glamorous fact if her almighty existence. I really missed the sight of her running a hovac inside my favorite car. I don't know why everyone is behind my precious McLaren. It was Yoongi first who scratched the hood of the car writing "suck my dick" on it and then here's Hana, my girl, who stained my car with the brightest shade of red, and not to miss the bold "fuck you" on the rearview mirror, which took me more than necessary time to wipe off. 

I was totally right when i called her my little lioness. I didn't know that she could be so possessive, but apparently she is. It looks hot, I had the greatest orgasm of my hand-fuck history last night before i fell asleep.

When she asked me about Mia, i didn't know what to actually tell her. I told her the truth, of course, but was very careful with it because i knew she'll overthink about it. I knew she would feel inferior which she isn't. Her bitch of a mind would make her believe that there is another girl who i'm fucking behind her back. Though we didn't put any labels yet but i know if i do something with some girl, it would feel like cheating for her.

"So she's your girlfriend?" Mia asks again as she leans back by putting her hand on the bench behind her. 

I was currently sitting in the park of our uni where Hana usually comes to after her lectures to chit chat with her girlies. I was having the time of my life until Mia decided to sway her way in her micro skirt towards me. Mia isn't that type of girl who throws herself at men, she's a rich hot girl, guys would love to have a tiny second of her attention. She is a big narcissist, even bigger than me. Right now too, even when she's sitting with me, boys can't help but take more than just a second to get a glimpse of her.

But I don't care much about her presence. I have my eyes, mind, body and soul set for my only one. She was extra smart when she chose to go to her friends' place rather than going to hers last night. She knew it isn't a run away from me if she actually runs to the place where i already rule. Because of the tracker that i installed in her phone, i came to know she went to their place from some uber cab.

The story that she put last night showed a messy table with eatables kept on it. There were bowls of ramen, some sweets and the chicken and pasta that i bought for us last night. She even took that with her. I had to cook for myself after arriving home after finding out that the food i brought wasn't there in my car anymore. Smart little lioness.

The talk about girlfriends is an old one for me. Every woman i have been around with knows that i don't do girlfriends. That's what i told Hana when she asked me last evening. But i hated the look that i saw on her face when she heard that. I couldn't find out why she glared at me like that, she should've been happy that Mia isn't my girlfriend but instead she looked hurt.

It was after the mind numbing orgasm of last night that made me realise just how stupid i am. She looked hurt because she wants to be my girlfriend. She suddenly questioned herself on what she is to me, but i couldn't read it in her eyes, and before i could even think more, My phone rang with the call from Mia.

"She is whatever the fuck she wants to be as mine. If she wants to keep it casual, i'll do it. If she wants to be the girlfriend, i'll be the boyfriend and if she wants to be my wife, ill put the fucking ring on her finger in a day. It's anything that includes exclusiveness to each other," I tell her, not leaving the room for any hope from her side.

I meant it when i told my girl that she owns me, in any way.

"Woah woah, we have a little too obsessed guy out  here, huh?" she teases me, smirking her pink lips towards me.

I don't like it when someone teases me, not unless they're super close to me which consist of total of five people, and not her. The fact that i've known Mia from years and also that she's a woman stops me from doing something dangerous to her.

"Call it what you want," I say and suddenly don't feel the need to sit here any longer. It was just me sitting here alone, until she invaded my daydreams. That's enough crime for her already.

"So we're over?" she says, still sitting a little away from me.

Mia can be anything but desperate. We were fuck buddies just because  of our needs. It started with a quick hook up at some party. See, I'm not a sex hungry pervy guy, but still I have my needs. Being twenty one with such hot presence along with the biggest name in the uni's biggest club, and the heir to the big fortune collected in centuries of Jeon industries, makes me so much more appealing to opposite gender, and well my own gender too.

I don't fuck around a lot. I keep fuck buddies, it's better than having unnecessary STIs. Mia was one of them.

Keyword: was.

"Yup, right," I say, nonchalantly, as I stand up from the bench to go somewhere else.

Mia was never a friend of mine, it was completely sexual relationship that we had there. She never asked for more, there was no way I was ever going to. I've told her all those three months back too that I no longer want to have any relationship with her anymore, she Said she's chill with it. She would be, she doesn't need to try any more to keep up with me. She was tired herself. Last night, as she told me that it was "nothing but a moment of weakness where she was waiting for my dick."

Last evening when she called me, she wanted me to be there with her. I could've talked with her in front of Hana if i didn't know how whiny she is when she's asking for dick. Her way of talking with me wouldn't have been liked much by Hana and i didn't want to give her more ideas to overthink about. Though it would've been a sight to see her getting all pumped up and jealous, yesterday just wasn't that night. But i didn't think that when i will come back to my car after cutting Mia off, i would find her seat empty with her Dior lipstick there and my car red as if some devil vomited there.

I walk away from Mia after raking my hand through my soft raven hair. The leather jacket that I'm wearing itches on my skin now after sitting out for longer than intended. I hadn't seen Hana after morning when I waited on the usual stop where she parks her beautiful black Mini Cooper.

I had to take my Harley with me today, all thanks to the little devil because of who I had to give away my car for cleaning again. It's like second time in the week already. I meant every part of it when I said that she'll pay for it.

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I throw the punch on the boxing bag as it rattles in its place before retrieving back at me. Before it could reach me, I yet again punch the bag with greater force than before, sending it backward in a full swing.

One after another, I give the big bag punches that somehow grows more intense with every blow. I've been boxing here for two hours by now. It's evening, and the weekend. Where the usual uni kids find it as a leisure time to go clubbing and messing around, I like to spend my weekends in boxing rooms.

I'm currently at the headquarters of our gang, Blue Stones. Jae Sung is in his office talking with some of his business men, i mean that's what he call them, but i know that it is all linked to some underground mafia. Jae Sung doesn't has a family of his own, but his brother, Jaemin, works with him like his right hand man. If Jae Sung is controlling everything that goes around in the gang here, Jaemin works on the illegal business outside which i'm so much suspicious about.

Both the Park brothers work hand in hand, giving out what we can best call is best bromance you can see. Seriously, i don't think Jae Sung can survive without Jaemin and it's likewise on the other side. Where Jae Sung is a forty years old bachelor, Jaemin is older than him and hence has to have a family to be the next heir. He has two sons of his own, named Park Chanyeol, the elder one stepping on his father's footsteps, and Park Jimin, who's as same age as me i guess, not sure.

The metallic music roars in my ears through the headset that i'm wearing right now. The white gym sando that i'm wearing is sticking to all the muscles on my torso that it was supposed to cover. My hands feel hot and clammy inside the boxing gloves as i throw punches after punches on the hanging boxing bag in front of me. The bag swings back and forth with every punch, and i feel satisfied with how perfectly i am doing this.

The black shorts feel tight around my heavy built thighs because of the sweat and the shoes that I'm wearing feels hot from inside. Still I box like a beast. I love it. Not only does this give me stamina, and great built but also keeps my mind sane.

I'm not a psychopath who lives on extracting blood out of anyone who do me or my gang wrong, but since I go on missions at least two times a month, it became a habit for me. The habit of thrill, the habit of fearing people out and probably seeing blood flow out of them. I enjoy those times but these days it's like drought.

Tonight there was a mission to kidnap one of the smaller business man in the town. The reason to piss Jae  Sung off was him leaking out some confidential partnership to the rivals of Jae Sung's brother. The poor man was already shaking after he got to know that his secret wasn't a secret anymore but to do what he did right, he needed to learn a lesson.

I was excited, I knew I'd go. I'd finally see fear, nervousness, helplessness and begging eyes of someone after so long. I was all ready too, until I got to know that the mission was handed over to someone else in the gang.

I was beyond pissed. I wanted to smack Jae Sung's head in the wall the next time I meet him, but that didn't happen because he hadn't come out of his office in hours. The meeting that he was having had been quite long one and it hikes my anger up even more. I don't even know why I didn't get the mission like always.

Angry punches strike the bag with more noise. I increase the intensity and the speed of each punch. My shoulders flex more as I throw continuous rail of punches again and again, faster than before. I did it until I'm grunting and groaning, until my arms feel sore, not having it in them to do anymore.

Just when my body got tired, I stop with the punches and grab the bag so that it don't hit my body with repulsion. I'm panting, heart roaring in my ears mixing with the metallic loud music and sweat oozing out of me in gallons.

"Fuck," I growl as my one gloved hand grabs the bag and the other one goes up to take the headset off my ears. I keep it hanging by my hand on my side before I slowly leave it so that it softly falls down on the floor.

I trained so hard that I can literally feel my heartbeat in every corner of my body. I lick my dry lips as I squint my eyes shut for a moment to exhale out a long breathe.

"Is this your way to let out the anger?"

I hear a male voice as I look towards the entrance of the gym. The dark Grey walls lit up with heavy lighting screams masculinity from every angel. Due to weekend there's literally no one in the gym this evening. It's just me and I like this. I train like an animal and I hate it when there's someone else in the same space as mine in these hours.

I see Jae Sung in his well pressed, sleek three piece suit and polished shoes standing there with his hands in the pockets of his pants. Motherfucker has a look on his face as if he knows what's the reason behind my pent up aggression today. Of course he knows, he knew it well too when he handed over my work to someone else.

"I wonder who pissed me off this much," I answer back and he scoffs.

"Young blood, never let it die, boy. Aggression keeps men like us sane," he says and walks towards where I am.

I ignore him and walk towards the boxing ring while taking my boxing gloves off my hands to sit on the outer corner of it where I've kept my gym bag. I throw the gloves next to the bag and open it. Finding the water bottle from it, I open it. Just when I chug a single gulp of water down my throat, I feel better. It cools me down from inside at least. The air conditioner works as my sweat starts cooling down but my body still feels hot.

Jae Sung comes to me and lean back by the boxing ring wall next to me. Crossing his ankles and then his arms, he watches me. I know he's watching me but I try to ignore his existence for a while or I'll end up throwing a punch on his face.

"My work is what keeps me sane, and you tried to rid me off it, which wasn't a very sane thing to do for you," I snark as I drunk more water.

"I know. I know all too well about your twisted tendencies of finding pleasure in people's fear and this has to be the best punishment for your impulsiveness lately," he clicks his tongue.

I glare at him as he looks down at me. I know what he's talking about. Ever since I beat up the two guys who ease teased Hana that night, it had been a frenzy all around in the gang, not just ours but the rival one-Shadow Crew. It was easy to keep Hana's name out of it. I fed enough money to those bastards for that along with a list long warnings of destroying their lives if I ever heard anyone talking about it with her name in it. However, i couldn't keep my name out of it. It became a talk everywhere in the uni, including the gangs.

"I don't regret beating the shit out of them. I wouldn't have regretted killing them either," I state the truth.

I don't care about who the person is, if it threatens or even try to make my girl feel bad, or try to look at her for more than necessary and especially run their mouth in front of her when unnecessary, they'll be done and gone for better in span of few minutes. No, I've never been this impulsive. I'm usually not but anything bothering her other than me, bothers me too, and i hate when something bothers me. 

"All this for that one girl? Kim Hana, i suppose?" he asks and i squint my eyes at him.

How does he know?

"You think you can feed them heavy money with shit long warnings, and i won't?" he snarks.

"Stay away from her and anything concerning her, consider this my warning, Jae Sung," i warn him, the cooling blood inside me turning hot again.

"What? I am away from her, at least for now. Won't guarantee about the future if your impulsiveness tries to become a hurdle again," he warns me back.

I glare at him for a few seconds and then turn my gaze away from him. I look down at the steel bottle in my hold and have this real bad urge to smack it on his head just now. No one tells me what to do and what not when it comes to my decisions. He has the upper hand of being the leader here, otherwise he would've been on hospital bed too.

"Are you doing the dating shit?" he asks me and i look at him again.

"My personal life is none of your business," i say, getting done with the conversation.

"You're next leader of the gang, and being the present leader, it is my business. Should've been at least a little careful before taking spontaneous decisions like that night. Do you think it's ok for the rivals, who are at our back looking for opportunities, to know about your weaknesses? End this all before it starts escalating. We don't have room for useless emotions in here," he states.

I give zero fucks about his speech. I'm not a fucking kid to not know all this bullshit he's sprewing out right now. I know it all. I've been a part of this gang for years now, i know how gangs works, how rivalry works. And i certainly know how to balance this all with my personal life. And with time, i will be perfect in it.

"If you're done with your bullshit, I'm leaving," i announce as i get up and pick my gym bag along with me.

Now standing, i find myself an inch taller than Jae Sung. his lean body that's also covered in enough muscles makes him look less older. I turn my back at him as i start walking towards the door.

"There's a reason why emotions are strongly opposed when you're part of a big and deadly gang like ours. You'll regret it when she'll she the dirty side of this all and will leave you. Fuck around and forget it, they're just mere hormones high in your brain. Killing and dying for bitches is not what we do, especially you, Jungkook,"  he says from behind me and i stop in my tracks for a moment before turning around to face him again.

"Call her something like that again and you would no longer be alive to complain about my impulsiveness," i growl at the end, giving him the hint that i'm not at all just saying this or just joking.

He smirks somehow, "I see."

Not having any intention of staying here and listening to his bullshit anymore, along with that stupid smirk of his, I decide to walk out as soon as possible, which is now.

My mood was already ruined when i didn't get the mission for tonight. Didn't get the monthly dose of scaring people, seeing fear in their eyes, seeing them crying, put a little fight but still not more than me and then seeing them begging. I wanted blood their blood on my skin. People like me are called psychopaths, and i don't mind being called that as long as i'm having fun.

As if that wasn't enough, Jae Sung thought to parade on the little peace i got after boxing. Whatever i do with my life is my business. I'm not a damn child!

As my feet dragged me fastly towards my Harley waiting for me in the parking of the gym, i rake my free hand through my sweaty hair. I thought of taking a shower here, lighten up my mood and then give a surprise visit to my Hana, but now i have to go to my apartment first.

I wanted to see fear, tears and begging, if not on mission then from someone else. The someone only includes of one certain girl who had already amused me with her bratty attitude last night. She is already expecting a punishment on its way. If not the mission tonight, there will be a hunt in her house.

And as for blood, if i don't get to see them on my hands, i'll love to see it on my cock tonight.

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