"He, h-he is coming!"

21/03/21

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Third person POV

The blonde nodded his head, standing up on his feet, he looked at the smirking mafia. His eyes were blank and cold, emotionless.

To save his son if he had to do this he would. If this was his destiny, his fate then it was. 

The contract which states that him as Kim Taehyung is now a mere servant for the mafia then he is, he was a slave whom his owner could treat him in anyway he want then he would let him.

If he had to fulfil the condition no. 23, which states that a slave aka him, should be available, anytime, anywhere his master want to relive his stress in a pleasurable way then he would.

The younger male looked down, eyes glaring at the floor as he whispered;

"Where ?" 

"Follow me." Timidly nodding his head, tears threatening to fall, Taehyung followed the smirking mafia who glanced back at him.

He stopped, opening the door for Taehyung who entered, his body stiff and tensed, nervously looking around the room but he flinched hard when;

"What are you waiting for ?" Jungkook said, his voice deep and eyes blank as he sat on the couch, looking at the blonde up and down.

"Y-yes!" Taehyung timidly stammered, shaking fingers reaching to his shirt button before he started to them.

Eyes merely lifting toward Jungkook, silent pleading in them, tears finally rolling down. Taehyung didn't see any emotion in those bambi eyes as he bit his lips, letting his shirt fall down on the floor.

The raven haired male stood up from his place, making his way toward the blonde who stepped back. His fingers wrapped around his neck tie, losning it he stepped forward.

Taehyung's stiff body and fearful eyes didn't go unnoticed by Jungkook, as with one more step, Taehyung's figure came in contact with the bed and he fell down on his back, a yelp passed his lips.

Tears decorated his cheeks, fist clenched by his eyes, the blonde shut his eyes tight when Jungkook hovered above him, feet dangling in the air.

Jungkook's charcoal orbs scanned Taehyung's face, arms resting by the blonde's side and knees rested in between Taehyung's legs.

Not once his eyes wavered down from the other's chin, not once his eyes fell over the tan skin of Taehyung who was scared to death.

Not once, his hands even brushed against the blonde's skin.

The unresponsive and no movement from the mafia made Taehyung open his eyes, orbs meeting with Jungkook's, the raven haired Male's eyes spoke differently. 

They weren't raged, weren't filled with hatred, they were shining with– pain ? Hurt ? 

Taehyung felt his own tears flowing down furiously, not because he was scared but how painful Jungkook's eyes looked, how alone the male felt.

Taehyung felt Jungkook leaning toward him which caused him to again shut his eyes tight from fear, the hot breath of the raven hitting his earlobe.

"You will regret what you did to me, Taehyung!" Mere whisper it was but still caused Taehyung to shiver, his heart hurting inside his chest.

"I hate you Kim Taehyung! I freaking hate you!" Taehyung tightened his body, brows frowned from how hard he was clenching his eyes shut.

He was ready, ready for the unbearable pain awaiting for him, the unbearable pain Jungkook was going to give him but he felt nothing.

The loud bang of the door made his eyes flutter open, his blurred sight only catching the back of Jungkook who left the room, banging the door harshly.

Silence, before he broke down into loud cries, hiccups and sons leaving his strawberry lips. 

Body shaking and figure curled into a ball, figures clenching around the duvet that was wrapped around him, thrown over him by none other than, but Jungkook before he had left the room.

"I-i am sorry, I-i am really sorry. F-forgive me koo.." pleads and begs left his lips, only audible to himself.

The raven haired male heard how Taehyung broke down into loud cries, he was just outside of the room, he could hear the blonde cry loudly.

But he couldn't understand, what the fuck was wrong with him! Why the fuck he felt bad when Taehyung cried! 

Why the fuck did he not felt satisfied after watching Taehyung scared and fearful of him! And why the fuck he was standing there, his hands itching to shush the younger up!

He glared and took furious steps toward his room, entering as he banged the door shut, eyes falling on the black wall of his room as he punched it hard.

The mafia continued punching the wall, ignoring his hurting knuckles and blood patch ok the wall, pouring out his rage and hatred, it wasn't for Taehyung but himself.

He hates himself for being weak, hates himself for making Taehyung suffer, hates himself for making the other cry.

The mafia stooped, breathing heavily as he looked at his bloody hand, the male sat down on the bed edge, legs apart, elbows resting on his thighs.

He ran his hand through his raven locks, frustration and anger visible on his face before he got up, walking toward the bathroom. 

The male opened the tap of the basin, putting his bloody hand under the water, watching the water turn red and pass through the pipe.

He picked up the bottle of alcohol free liquid, opening the tap with his mouth, pouring it over his hand, a small hiss left his mouth.

After applying the liquid, Jungkook threw the bottle in the trash can as he walked back to his bed, falling down and instantly drifting to his dreamland. 
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The mafia's eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling blankly before he looked at the clock hanging on the floor, a sigh escaped his lips.

He dragged his body to the washroom and washed up, black leather pants hugging his thick thighs insanely, black t-shirt tucked on his upper body, his buff chest at the display as Jungkook hung his leather jacket on his broad shoulders. 

He stretched his arms, his fingers wrapping around the cold metal of his gun, tugging it back in waist-band he looked at his reflection, a smirk curling on his lips. 

The blonde was curled into a ball, tucked in the duvets, his blonde locks peeking through them but he was jolted up from his sleep when the door opened with a bang.

Jotting up the male looked up, his eyes fearful and heart panic that seemed to calm down a little after noticing the raven haired male. 

Jungkook roamed his eyes on the other's small body, his eyes scanning the other's puffy, red and swollen eyes.

"Freshen up and get ready!" The male ordered, Taehyung's brain taking time to process as his eyes widened with fear, horror scenarios filling his mind.

"Why, pl-pleas–

"You have 10 minutes–

"J-jungkoo–

"Now!" Taehyung shuddered, keeping his mouth shut, heart beating at the authority and dominance that filled Jungkook's voice.

He quietly stood up from his place and went to the washroom, the mafia waiting for him impatiently. 

As soon as Taehyung had got ready, the mafia was taking furious steps, the blonde behind him trying to catch up with his pace.

He huffed, looking down at his feet, a pout unconsciously forming on his strawberry lips, but he hissed as his head with a hard chest, eyes looked up at Jungkook, he gulped.

"Ow! S-sorry."

The mafia didn't say anything, only staring down at Taehyung who found it difficult to breathe under his heavy gaze.

His lips passing the words automatically;

"P-please d-don't hurt my son!" He squeaked thinking he had pissed the mafia off.

The mafia's eyebrows frowned for a second, before he sighed, catching the hold of Taehyung's wrist making him flinch.

He walked ahead, literally dragging the younger with him, his fingers wrapped around the other thin wrist.

Jungkook pushed Taehyung inside his black Jaguar, making him wear his seatbelt rather harshly as he settled himself on the driving seat.

Taehyung licks his lips as out of habit in nervousness, small hands curling around his own seat belt, heart picking its pace when the mafia increases the speed.

He gulped at Jungkook's frowned eyebrows and veiny hand that was handling the steering wheel, his inside burning as the mafia cupped the skin of his thighs hidden under his black trousers.

The whole ride was silent and Taehyung thought his heart would pop out from his throat from the thick tension in the car.

The black jaguar came to halt, the mafia jerking his hand away from the blonde who yelped, his eyes stinged with tears when felt the burning in the flesh of his thigh that the mafia was cupping from the whole time.

The blonde was staring at his lap not knowing what to do or where they were.

"If you want the well-being of your son then listen to me carefully Kim." The mafia started making Taehyung jerk his head up.

"You have accepted my deal Kim- I am your master and you're my serv– my to have. Don't even dare to open your stupid mouth in front of anyone you meet inside. No matter what they ask you, just keep shut!" 

Jungkook's harsh words left a pang in Taehyung's heart, as he nodded his head, totally ignoring his watery eyes.

The mafia raising his eyebrow at the action;

"Are you ignoring me hmm ?" 

"N-no, I-i promise!" Taehyung panicked, clearly remembering all the rules the contract had stated.

The mafia nodded, leading them out as Taehyung took timid steps toward the mansion, heart thumping loudly.

A smirk curled on Jungkook's lips, his orbs shooting daggers at Taehyung's back, 

"Fuck– It's gonna be fun Taehyung, now I know your weakness, I don't know who your son is. I don't know where he is– it's just a plan to make you suffer darling– not like anyone can tell you!" A silent chuckle passed his lips, wanting nothing but to make the blonde suffer.

They both went inside, now the mafia in front and the blonde following him like a lost puppy, his eyes wide with heart hammering. 

Taehyung's eyes fixed at the raven haired Male's broad back, stopping him to look forward, his ears got filled with the laughter of some people, the familiarity making him confused.

Jungkook stepped aside, making Taehyung's eyes glossy with tears as the laughter died down, thick silence replacing it.

"Taehyung…" Soft whisper of his name made the blonde step forward instantly, wanting to hug the male in front of him regardless of Jungkook's warnings in the car.

But his steps came to halt and his heart hurt when the latter stepped backward, looking at him with disgusting eyes.

"J-jin hyung.." He stuttered, wanting to cry out loud after watching the Male's disgust filled eyes who glared at him back.

"Don't!" He warned, now looking at the mafia who smirked.

"What are you upto, Jungkook ? Why is he here ?" His voice stern, the coldness nearly making Taehyung flinched. 

"Ah! Nothing to worry hyung, just gonna play with him for sometime." The male grinned, eyes filling with excitement which scared SeokJin as he narrowed his eyes.

"Don't be insane Kook! Let him go." The mafia clenched his teeth at his hyung, whose eyes were filled with anger.

"No! I wanna make him suffer, he made me too!" Jungkook pouted, making Jin leave a shaky breath.

"You are talking like some psychopath Jungkook–

"I am not a psychopath– but I am the boss and he would stay here no matter what! It's my final decision!" Jungkook announced as Jin tried to speak before he was cut in between.

"No further arguments!" 

With that the male walked away from there, his fingers wrapped around Taehyung's wrist who was scared and hurt at the same time. 

His tears wanted to escape by Seokjin's reaction and behaviour, how much he had hurt them– his family, his hyungs.

His thoughts broke when the mafia pushed him inside the room, making him gulp in fear as he glared at him hard.

"Don't make a sound and don't dare to run from here or you will lose your son." He threatened making Taehyung instantly nod his head like an obedient child.

The blonde watched the mafia left, ears filling the sound of door locking, he knew he was locked. His heart and mind are filled with numerous scenarios. 

He stepped forward until he was sitting on the floor back pressed against the bed, arms wrapped around his body and knees touching his chest.

The blonde rested his head on his knees, letting the warm water droplets fall down freely as he was alone. 

The sight of Seokjin's disgust filled face hurting him, Jungkook's angry, hate filled eyes tearing him apart and his baby's innocent laugh and giggles turning into sadness and cries killing him.

His tears escaped his eyes terribly, a silent sob passed his lips as the blonde tightened his arms around himself, hiding his now wet face behind his knees.

"I-i missed you b-baby, a-appa missed y-you. I-i am sorry J-Jungkook, I-i am sorry hyung, I-i am so sorry." The blonde cried out but no one was there to hear him, to console him, to shush him up as he cried silently.
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The man's exposed forehead made him more handsome then he was, his locks fluffy, his lips red from the wine he was sipping, the shiny glass in his hand.

"We couldn't find him sir. We are sorry." His guard bowed apologetically, the calm features turning into furious as he threw the glass, smashing it on the floor.

Heavy breathing and furious eyes, wanting nothing but revenge.

"You didn't do right with me baby, I will take my every revenge just wait for me." 

His words were shining with venom and anger, eyes reflecting hate and only hate.

He would take revenge on him! He would make him suffer. 

"Taehyung, I am coming!" 
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This is chapter (9).

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