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Third person P.O.V

Jungkook was still watching and admiring the features of Taehyung. He admitted that Taehyung was beyond a normal beauty. When Taehyung's head fell on Jungkook's shoulder, he didn't bother to move him, instead, he settled him a bit for a more comfortable posture. The driver was also boring his eyes on his boss's weird behavior. Jungkook never let anyone be close, no one ever tried to say anything in front of him and the boy was an exception.. at least for some reason.

After a little more time, they reached Jungkook's mansion and he lifted Taehyung's weak body and led him to a special room, or can say medical room. The room was filled with every piece of equipment required for emergency treatments. He laid Taehyung on the bed and in no time Jin entered the room while huffing.

"What the hell Jungkook... I am gonna treat the same boy within a day? Why Him????" Jin was clearly angry as he had a soft corner for Taehyung and who can't have one? Taehyung was a bubbly boy to those who know him. Jin was sad and angry at the same time especially when he looked at the new set of injuries and wounded shoulder with a huge patch of blood.

"I helped him this time. That was his so-called father, that cruel bastard." Jungkook made a disgusted face while mentioning Min but Jin didn't pay much attention to him as he rushed towards Taehyung and said Jungkook to leave the room.

Jin treated all of his wounds and stitched his injured shoulder but Taehyung's body was again heating up. Jin quickly grabbed a towel and a bowl of cold water. Namjoon also watched him doing everything and also helped a bit, feeling all sorts of emotions by the day's events. 

"Namjoon, he lost so much blood, I am afraid he will be weak when he is gonna wake up," Jin said in a very concerned tone as he placed a wet towel on Taehyung's forehead.

"Don't worry Jin, he will be fine. I will try my best to take care of him." Namjoon placed his hand on Jin's shoulder in assuring way while giving him his signature dimple smile.

"Wait! He is gonna stay here?" Curiosity, anger, sadness, and frustration were clear on his face when Namjoon simply nodded in reply.

"But why?" Jin again questioned, too bothered by the new revelation. 

"Jk own him now. His father sold him to Jk for 40 million." Namjoon chuckled bitterly at the end, people are really greedy sometimes.

"That bastard... Namjoon please.. do something.. this kid doesn't deserve this much. He needs love and care." Jin's eyes were getting filled with tears as he was feeling Taehyung's pain and suffering.

"Don't worry, Jin. I will make sure to take care of him... for you." Namjoon assured with a warm smile as he wiped Jin's tears and the older also smiled at the gentle gesture.

"You can rest here and if you didn't eat then tell me, and I will bring dinner for you. If you wanna eat here or..."  Namjoon stopped when Jin shook his head and told him that he wasn't hungry and wanted to stay with Taehyung. After that Namjoon left the room and went to Jungkook's room.

"Come in." Jungkook's muffled voice was heard from inside and Namjoon entered the room. Jungkook was wearing a black bathrobe, his hair was wet, aw clenched with a slight frown on his face. He looked up at Namjoon with a cocked eyebrow.

"Ahm... I- I just wanted to ask if you need something or.." Namjoon stopped when Jungkook come right in front of him with a smirk.

"What do you want? Is it about that boy?" Jungkook had known Namjoon since he joined the mafia after his father and he knew everything about him. Namjoon wasn't the person who trailed off while speaking and whenever he do so, there must be something.

"Jk. I was just curious, why you bought him? For such a big amount?" Jungkook heard the question and then he shrugged his shoulders while sitting on his bed casually.

"I don't know, he is pretty handsome. Maybe, I can send him to auction or send him to our club as a stripper. I am sure the rich bastards can pay more than you can't even imagine." An evil smirk was playing on his lips and after hearing Jungkook's answer, Namjoon became tensed but he didn't say a word and left the room with a heavy heart.

It was already morning but Taehyung was still out. His fever was better than before as Jin spent his whole night taking care of him but he fell asleep in the morning on the chair in a very uncomfortable posture. Namjoon was the first one to wake up in the morning and he visited Taehyung. When he saw Jin in a very uncomfortable position, he thought for a second and then carefully picked him up and settled him on the couch. Luckily Jin didn't wake up as he was so much tired after the whole nighter.

Taehyung groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. It took a little time to register the present. His mind started giving him flashbacks of hurtful moments from the previous night, hurting his soul. He tried to get up but a loud whimper left his lips as he unconsciously put his weight on the injured shoulder. Namjoon was still in the room, on hearing the whimper, he rushed to help Taehyung. 

"Easy boy," Namjoon said while helping Taehyung to sit. The blue-haired looked at him as fear was clear in his eyes. Namjoon noticed that too and knew the reason as well. It wasn't the boy's fault, he definitely was traumatized.

"Don't be afraid. I am not going to hurt you. Just relax." Namjoon said in a soft tone but Taehyung scooted farther from him, his gaze filled with just horror. Then his eyes fell on Jin who was sleeping and in sleep he took a sharp turn and was about to fall but Namjoon being quick, rushed to grab him making Taehyung surprised. He was surprised because he thought that every person in the mafia must be heartless just like that brat.

Jin woke up after that jolt but he got a call from the hospital and after checking Taehyung he left. Taehyung wanted him to stay but he didn't say so as he knew that he can't disturb him in that way.

The three days passed as he spent most part of the day crying silently. Only Namjoon visited him a few times as he brought breakfast, lunch, and dinner for him and made him take medicines. Namjoon told him that Jungkook was abroad for business and Taehyung was mentally thankful for that. He didn't want to face him. His wounds were healing, all thanks to Jin who was visiting him every day and that was the best part of the day for Taehyung when he feel that he can finally breathe. Jin just talk about some random stuff, his day in the hospital, and some dad jokes.. of course. Taehyung smile a bit with Jin but whenever he left, his smile dropped from his face.

He didn't leave the room for once, too much afraid to face mafia men. He didn't talk to anyone too, not having the courage to do so.

It was evening when Namjoon almost rushed into the room.

"Jk is calling for you. Come with me. Quickly!" Namjoon said in hurry and Taehyung visibly gulped at the thought of facing that JK. Somehow he gathered his mental strength and finally left the room. He passed through many corridors and then Namjoon stopped in front of a room. Taehyung was too much afraid to even look up when they entered the room after a knock.

The room was black-themed, all the furniture and even the wallpapers were black. Everything was black, just like his aura... Taehyung thought to himself.

"You can go Namjoon," Jungkook said as he was going through some papers and Namjoon quickly left leaving a panicked Taehyung behind. He didn't look up until Jungkook finally broke the silence.

"Kim Taehyung.
Previously worked at cafes and nightclubs.
Mother deceased
Father... Well. Fathers..."

Jungkook chuckled at the end but his smile turned into a very dark expression when Taehyung showed no interest in his words.

"Look at me when I am talking," Jungkook growled in a low tone, sending shivers to Taehyung but Taehyung being stubborn didn't look up and finally Jungkook lost his temper as he moved towards him, harshly holding Taehyung's chin to make him look up.

"Can't you hear?" Jungkook leaned forward while boring his eyes to Taehyung's face but soon he backed up, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

"Well, you should be thankful that I saved you from your father. I spend a huge amount of money on you so, in turn, I want something from you. Till then you can stay in another room. No talking with others and if you ever try to run... believe me I won't miss my money, not for a single second." Jungkook explained his terms in a low, threatening tone. Taehyung was looking at him with confusion, he wasn't sure if he should speak or not but he decided to remain silent.

"What else you can do?" Jungkook asked as he was again moving to his table but looked back at Taehyung who was standing like a statue. Jungkook was getting angry about his behavior and silent treatment so, he broke a vase on the floor with full force making Taehyung jump in surprise.

"I f*****g asked something from you!" Jungkook yelled harshly and Taehyung started shaking as his tears were falling on his cheeks in an instant making Jungkook smirk while seeing him so terrified of him.

"I- I can make -- dr- drinks and cof- coffee an-d can do the cleaning with some- some cooking." Taehyung was sobbing but managed to speak after taking choked breaths.

"Good. Then go and make a drink for me, I need a strong one. I hope you know what I mean." Jungkook said with a cold tone and with that Taehyung left only to meet with Namjoon who guided him to a room full of drinks well we can say wines and lots of expensive alcoholic beverages. Taehyung chose the strong one and knocked on Jungkook's room. After permission, he entered with a drink and settled it on the table, and was about to leave when his eyes fell on Jungkook who was rolling his gun like a toy. Jungkook yanked him by his arm causing Taehyung to whimper lowly as the force was too strong for his injured shoulder.

Jungkook loosened his grip on realization, still keeping a cold gaze at the other with a relatively soft grip. Taehyung was still shaking, feeling intense fear just by the grip on his arm but he thought to try a bit.

"Mr. Jeon, Pl- please let me go. I- I will pay you. I -" Taehyung was cut off when Jungkook threw the wine on his face after jerking his hand away. Taehyung gasped at the sudden action as wine gave him a burning sensation in his eyes.

"Did you forget... your father sold you to me for 40 million. 40 MILLION KIM TAEHYUNG. You can't pay me that amount in your whole life. You pathetic and poor boy can't even pay for that one bottle of wine that I just spilled on your face. I will pay you..." Jungkook muttered the last line mimicking the blue-haired.

Reality hit Taehyung hard, no doubt he can't arrange this much money but the whole dark environment and the mansion were suffocating him. He can't see blood and guns... things that changed his life to this more pathetic version.

"Now, get out," Jungkook muttered as he waved his hand to dismiss Taehyung, and finally the younger left the room with a heavy heart. He was rubbing his eyes when he bumped into someone.

"Oh my! Who are you?" The boy asked Taehyung but the latter didn't reply reminding himself of Jungkook's words.

"I got it. You must be that boy. Well, I am Hoseok and I am more like a butler." The boy named Hoseok chuckled while stretching his hand which Taehyung finally accepted with a shaking hand.

"Tae- Taehyung." That's all he said when Hoseok leaned a bit to see Taehyung's swollen eyes.

"Oh. Your eyes! Let me give you some ice." Hoseok left for the kitchen and quickly came back with an ice pack. At the same time, Namjoon came and lead Taehyung to his new room.

"Taehyung. This is your room for... Ahm. There are some clothes for you." Taehyung just nodded, not minding the look in the older's eyes.

"Taehyung, just follow whatever JK demands, and please, don't make him angry. Because when he gets angry, no one can control him." With that Namjoon left and Taehyung plopped on his new bed, thinking about the past days.

"Jimin, I miss you." Taehyung again broke down into tears, soaking his pillow in the silence of the night. His cell phone was missing and he didn't dare to ask about that, how can he when every single person was carrying a gun?

He was thinking about how he run to that street, how his stupid mind didn't let him run more, how he met with that bastard to turn everything into undesirable life...

"Why? Why my life is so much pathetic?" An ugly sob left his chapped lips that he didn't even notice, streaks of tears made his pale cheeks wet but no one was there to wipe them off. All of his life, he wished for some change, a change to make him free of the burdens he has been living with for so many years, but he never ever imagined that to happen like this.

"It's a change... but I don't like this change... not at all," Taehyung mumbled in between his silent cries, oblivious to the fact that someone was watching his every moment with an evil smile and blank eyes.

"Wait for a week then I will send you to auction and in turn of 40 Million I will earn double the amount." Jungkook was smiling like a maniac while looking at Taehyung on his monitor. 

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