🥀𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐏𝐎𝐕🥀

The closer I got to her, the more dangerous her life became. I shouldn't have brought her into my world. I shouldn't have married her and lead her back to the same house where everything started and ended.

When I got home today, I saw the basement door open. Dante would rather give up his life then going somewhere he's not allowed to but Y/N, she's been searching for answers these days. So I assumed it must have been her. She even asked who Nicole was right after I officially made her mine.

A mistake. My mind yells at me and that's what it should be. Every second to the moment I spread her legs open and lost my fucking control and came inside her. It should be nothing but a release of my sadism.

I should regard it as a aberration but my fucking heart had a different view to everything that happened between us. My rock hard heart pulsed underneath her body just like it did when I was with Nicole. I couldn't hate her yesterday night when she took every hit as if she knew how much I loved her whimpers. I knew, I was fucking Nicole's murderer but still, it didn't feel wrong.

More than anything, it felt right. So freaking right that at a point I thought, I was going insane for her touch, for her.

"Don't go..," she mumbled when I slipped my dick out of her swollen pussy yesterday night and it was probably for someone else but I was the one who said, "I won't go anywhere, baby," and I slammed back into her again which caused her body to jerk with pain.

I thought not staying in her vicinity would help my aching heart and pulsing dick to calm the fuck down, but neither I was able to focus on work, nor on anything that Ava mentioned. And the moment she texted me back in her drunken state, I lost the last bit of control.

After all those punishments, I thought she learnt her lesson but she's a stubborn little girl who won't understand until I become a complete beast in front of her. The idea of her being in club with another male riled me up to the core. She even mentioned the bartender was cute.

More than this burning feeling in my body, my heart hammered like crazy against my chest just with the thought that anything could happen to her there. Someone could take advantage of her tipsy state, anyone could touch her intimately, anyone could eye her smooth legs and pouty lips that are made for me. Only for me.

I drove all the way to outside of the city in rush and to my fear, something happened that injured me more than the lashes I bear on my body as a child. When I dialled Y/N's phone, she cried, asking me to save her.

My anger turned into raw fear when I heard the same male voice I heard five years ago. That time, he sounded scared, begging me for his father's life but today, there was a dark edge behind it. I wanted Y/N to suffer, but not for my sins. I wanted her to cry, but only when I made her.

I parked my car somewhere in middle of the parking lot, running straight to the back of the club but there's no soul there.

Shit.

They are long gone.

"Y/N?! Where are you?"

I turn around at the sound as my wife's so called best friend came running to the back. I slide my pocket knife from my back and charge at him, pushing him against the rough wall. His eyes bulged at the sudden push, sweat cradling his forehead as I press the knife at his throat. His cheeks are red, his lips overly swollen as if he just got laid. I will fucking kill him if he touched Y/N in any way.

"W-What are you...?

"How dare you bring my wife here?"

"I... I..."

"I what?"

"I was just trying to h-help her."

"Bullshit! Is leaving her alone and drunk a help? I will fuck..."

"Careful how you finish that sentence, Jungkook and drop the knife before I make you."

I slowly turn around at the sudden threat, leaving the shaking boy from my grasp.

"Taehyung? What are you doing here?"

"I'm not answerable to you," he said as he make his way to the crying human behind me. Cupping his cheeks, he speaks softly, carefully examining his features with his eyes, "are you okay, Jimin? Did he hurt you somewhere?"

"I'm fine. We need to find Y/N."

"We will. Don't worry. You go back to the car, I'm coming in few minutes, okay?"

Jimin nods at his words and walk away as Taehyung turn back to face me. He's looking way more calmer than he should be.

"It's not his fault. Leave him out of this matter," he tells me as I look at him wide eyed, "my sister was your responsibility. More than anyone, you are to be blamed. You lost her, now you will bring her back. Otherwise, kill yourself before I do it for you."

He has always been the calm one and now seeing him threatening me like this is a whole lot of a twist for me. While he is still acting to remain serene, I cannot ignore the warning in his words and to some extent, he is right. Protecting Y/N was one of the obligations which I had to fulfill and I couldn't. I won't blame anyone for my lack of protection. Not to mention, she's in this situation, because of my past mistake.

I step forward, bringing his palm open in front of his chest. I place the knife in his hand, "you will kill me. But the reason will be different. I will bring Y/N back, safe and sound," I close his fingers over the knife while he looks at me confused, "you are going to need this to kill me later because I am falling in love with your sister."

I turn around and leave after spitting my facts straight at him. I confessed something to her brother that maybe I can't even confess to myself. Maybe it's because of the rushing fear in my veins that I could possibly loose her today.

This could be her last day alive, and I won't be able to see her ever again. I should be happy, but my eyes burned with the upcoming moisture. My fingers tremble on the steering wheel as I back off from the parking lot to the highway and for first time in my life, I prayed.

I prayed that she stays alive until I reach there. Yoongi will have to let go of his grudge, it is the only option. Otherwise it's either me or him.

Thunders rolled, and soon after my windshield is blurred by raindrops. I turn on my wipers as the night gets darker and darker in every second, just as the night I lost Nicole. No, I do not want the history to repeat itself. Not when my heart want to accept Y/N as Y/N, not Nicole's sister, not Namjoon's daughter, but a little girl, who bolted for my lips on her eighteenth birthday.

I did warned her then, and maybe more than to her, I was warning myself. I warned her that romanticizing a man like me is equivalent to romanticizing a monster. She didn't believe me then until I forced her to.

Shit.

I curse as the weather gets worse. So many similarities to that night, but I am not chained today, I am alive and free. I will save her, no matter what and its not because she's my best friend's daughter, its because she is my wife.

I pull up my cellphone and dialled Dante's number. He picks up after few rings,

"Yes sir?"

"Dante, I'm sending you an address. Come there as soon as you can. I'm already on my way."

"Yes sir. I'm heading out now."

"Good," I tell him as I slip my phone back into my pocket. I press hard on the speed paddle, not caring if I could loose my license or my life in this weather. The only thing I'm scared to loose is Y/N, my wife.

≿━━━━༺❀༻━━━━≾

Dead, wet leaves crunch under my oxford boots as I stand in front of the old building that was once a hub of a rival political party, the Vipers. They vanished slowly but radically. They tried devious ways to get to our political system, which however, didn't get them anywhere.

That time, Natasha's party was at the top, and we all were the bottom rivalries that went after each other rather than fighting against Natasha. She seemed out of league that time, untouchable and unreachable. She became the president of the country, and we lost another elections.

The Vipers framed us for something we never did to get to us, and then we did something that broke their whole party. They framed us for illegal acts, so we framed them as heads of prostitution system and most of the leaders actually were.

Then they had no resort but get to illegal acts of violence, such as hiring a hitman to get me and Namjoon out of the way. I thought, this rivalry ended that night they sent someone to kill me, and I dodged their blow but life would take a turn like this, I had no idea.

Dante isn't here yet, and today, I need him the most. He should be here, sooner than later.
With that thought, I push past the front glass door and step inside. Its dark everywhere and the only voice I could hear is my footsteps and my breaths. I look around hastily and saw a beam of light at the far end of the corridor.

My instincts pick up and I rush towards it. To my fear, I saw Y/N tied to a chair. Her head wobbling to a side while her long hair hides her face away from me. Her hands are tied to her back, and even though I can't see them, I for sure know she is in pain.

I kneel in front of her, cupping her cheeks in my palms. She flinches, "please don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"Baby, its me..."

There's a movement behind her eyelids and she slowly opens her eyes. Her red, swollen eyes. I could see the bruises all over her face, scratches all over her neck. It looks like she fought as much as she could.

"J-Jungkook... You shouldn't be here. They are dangerous. They are planning on killing you here. You... you should leave..."

"Shh...," I attach my forehead to hers, breathing in same air as her. Her lips trembled against mine as I push mine on hers. She is alive and breathing and I can't be more grateful. Her body melts under my touch while I push my tongue into her mouth. Her taste is sweet in my mouth, so sweet as if honey.

She gasps when I suck on her tongue into my mouth, her eyes closing along with mine. I wanted to feel her breath on mine, I wanted to feel her pulse under my fingers, under my touch. She is really alive and now it will be head for every scratch.

I wanted to sort everything out with Yoongi, because I didn't kill his father. He was left with this misunderstanding because it was what his father wanted but now, he will pay. All the pain he made Y/N go through, he will feel it too.

I leave her lips with a whimper as something hard collides with my head from back. Something wet traces my neck and then to my shirt and that is when I realize that I've started bleeding.

"Enough with this couple's melodrama!"Someone said as fear covers Y/N's features.

"Please... please let him go. You wanted to marry me. You can. I will marry you but please let him go."

She begs and everything in me dies then. My wife do not beg other men.

"You what?"

I ask as she shakes under my words. Before I could ask what did she mean by that, two men force me away from her. The dimly lit area illuminates and slowly, I saw everything clearly. More than twenty men surrounds us as Yoongi stands in middle of me and Y/N.

He looks at me, then at her. "My intel said it was just a paper marriage but this shit doesn't feel fake."

He steps closer to Y/N, and everything in me screams to break free from the hold, "don't you dare touch her, Yoongi! You wanted me and I'm here. Fight me like a man!"

He smirks looking at my anger filled state. His hand travels to her face, then to her neck and then her breasts as he cup the right one in his hand over her shirt. My insides flare, and I almost break free from their hold as one another man pulls me back from my waist.

Y/N cries as he kneads on her bosom and my heart shatters at the sight. This is no man's right to do with my wife. She belongs to me, only I have the right to touch her intimate parts and visit the corners of her womanhood with my dick.

"Kill me, now because if you don't, I will fucking rip your heart open with my bare hands!"
I shout, warning him the worse. He stops, his eyes sparkling with joy and lust as he smirks before walking up to me.

"Bad things happen when angry people grieve. Do you remember how I begged for my father's life and you didn't even listen to me back then. At least, I'm being a little humane, giving you a chance to fight and save your wife. If I stay alive, I'm fucking her here today, and if you survive, you take her back."

He said while his men let go of me and just when they do, my fist land straight on his jaw. Blood splatters from his mouth as his eyes take a dark overturn. In return, his fist lands on my nose, and my head wobble upwards.

I hear Y/N cry as she eyes my face with worry and fear. I taste something metallic on my lips and that's when I knew, he made me bleed too. His gaze meets mine, and right then our bodies collide as I punch him anywhere I could, taking the same blows in return.

In minutes, we both turn bloody. My once white shirt looked all red, my hair damp, sticking to my forehead as sweat covers my skin. We are fighting for god knows how long until blood splatters from my mouth and a pain shoots down in left side of my ribs.

Yoongi laughs as my body fall on floor. Y/N cries, her screams louder than ever as I look down at the knife stabbing my abdomen. He used a knife. Not that this fight had any rules.

"I never said you can't use any weapons," he said defensively throwing his hands up in air as the men around the room laughed. I try to get up, pushing my hands against the floor but Yoongi kicks on the knife as it slices deeper into my organs.

Fuck. Shit.

"Jungkook!!!!"

My eyes find hers, she is crying, she is trembling as I feel myself drowning in the pool of blood. My eyes turn blurry and I didn't know if it's because of the pain or the fear that I'm leaving her unsafe and alone in this world.

And she's looking at me as if there is something in me, worth looking at.

"Wake up!!! Jungkook. I'm scared," she screamed and my heart beats faster than ever. The same words Nicole said to me when I was left bleeding in the basement and she came running to me to help me. A fear covers Y/N's eyes as her lower lip trembled. Is she remembering something?

More tears wet her already flushed cheeks when Yoongi kicks me in my guts and I wince in pain. I will survive, somehow I always do. I survived when I was a kid, then I surely can survive when I'm a fucking adult but my eyes feel heavy.

Yoongi is about to kick me again but the front door pushes open and Dante come inside. His eyes furrowed as he studies the situation.

"Yoongi, stop it!" Dante yells.

"A-Appa...? W-Were you alive?" Yoongi's voice shake as he speaks in a low whisper.

"My son..." Dante cries as Yoongi rush to him, touching his dad's shoulder as if making sure that it is not a dream. Five years ago, Dante was forced to kill me to save his son but somehow, I ended up surviving.

He was not an experienced contract killer, so when he charged at me with a small knife in my sleep, I flipped him back, pushing the knife on his face. A wound mark that still stands on his face. That night he begged me to let him kill me or to kill him because his son, Yoongi was kept as a prisoner by The Vipers to make sure Dante returns only after killing me.

I didn't want to kill the man either, so I proposed a plan, asking if he is willing to give up his identity and live a life without his son. I knew, if Vipers wouldn't have a reason to keep Yoongi prisoned, they will let him go. They are cowards in such way.

Dante agreed to give up his real identity if I promised that his son would be safe. The only two things I asked from him to make sure his son was safe was, 1- that he can never meet his son ever, because if the Vipers would get to know that Dante was alive, they would kill them both and 2nd- to live a low life, far away from the eyes of Vipers which he begged to let him stay with me instead. I didn't mind, as long as he remained loyal to me and by doing this, I had already gained his trust.

He did talked to his son one last time on my phone when Yoongi begged me to not kill his father but I had to lie, for his safety and his dad's.

As assumed, they left Yoongi alone when I sent a fake dead body to their building, telling them I killed the hitman they hired for me. They didn't care to match the identity because the dead body that I was able to send was completely burned, from head to toe.

Yoongi was told, I killed his father and it never really mattered to me how he felt until he was alive as I promised Dante. I used to get Yoongi's intel about his whereabouts every 3 months, making sure I tell Dante that his son was safe and that was all he wanted and ever asked me to do.

Yoongi cried as he hug his father and he pat his back slowly.

"Mr. Jeon saved our lives, Yoongi," Dante says still hugging Yoongi close to his body.

"How? By stealing your freedom? Your mind? Your life? Your son? Your identity?"

"No, son. I asked him to do that because that was the only way I could have left you alive. When I asked for help from Vipers to pay our debts for us, they asked me to kill Mr. Jeon. When I declined, they imprisoned you and I had no choice but to do as asked but he gave me a new life. He could have killed me back then, I was so weak in front of him but he trusted me, kept me in his home and made sure I was safe, and you were alive. He's not the bad person in our story, son."

Dante said as he pull out of the hug as his eyes meet mine.

"Oh no..." he rushed to me, removing a handkerchief from his pocket he pressed on my wound.

"H-Help Y/N first," I tell him as he nods at my words before untangling the ropes around Y/N. Just when she is released, she bolts for me. Her trembling fingers cup my cheeks as her face turned pale at my condition.

"I will save you, Jungkook... just like I always did... because I am your... Nicole."

She tells me, and something in me felt complete with her words. I don't feel surprised, but my insides shake with her revelation. I wanted to hear these words from her for so long. Whenever I thought, she was the Nicole I became friends with when I was a kid, my mind yelled at me that she killed her in front of my eyes. How did my Nicole become Y/N when she was actually Nicole?

Only she could answer my questions. I pull my bloodied hand up to her cheek, caressing it as she pecks my hand with the side of her lips.

I smile as my eyes turned heavier, and my throat felt extremely dry. I don't know about anything else, but one thing is for sure, there's something about her that I'm scared to lose, because I know I won't be able to find it in anyone else.

And it's not Nicole that my heart beats for, it's Y/N. I accepted her with all her flaws, all her mistakes and imperfections. Nicole was my hope but Y/N feels like a new life to a death like man as me.

Now, it doesn't really matter if she is Nicole or not, she's mine and if I stay alive, I'm punishing her for going to the club with another man and don't forget the fact, that she didn't inform me.

My hand fall limp on the floor, my heart felt a sudden calm as if it's giving up on me. My lungs are not working, it's so difficult to breathe but at least Y/N is here with me at my last breaths and that's what I all wanted in this moment...

A/N: Hi lovelies, thank you for reading. Till next update, take care 💕

Vote Target: 175 Votes