🪷 NAMJOON POV 🪷

I take Y/N's hand in mine as soon as we reach home. We are facing each other as I look into her big pity eyes. At any other times, this would work havoc on me, but not today. I never thought my small baby would be this big one day that she'll stand in front of me to tell me that she loves a man, not anyone, but Jungkook.

I am still unable to process the fact that she's legally married now. I will get the divorce papers ready by tomorrow then everything will fall back to its original place.

I gently cup her cheeks, "Princess, you know you can tell me if he hurt you, right? Is he blackmailing you about anything? Forcing you to stay with him? Did he... did he do something bad with you?"

She looks down at the floor, and something in her eyes brightens and explode in a rainbow of fucking colours that burn in my chest. Did I wake up too late? I fought the inner battle within myself if I should kill Jungkook or myself to let something like this happen.

"Dad, I thought I could live without him..."

"That's my girl! You can find someone better than him!"

I did a victory dance in my head. Having no one at all would be much more preferable, but I can still try to tolerate someone other than Jungkook. At least, now I am awake, and I can see what kind of guy she will date. I would scare him away if he won't fit under my checklist. The checklist that Jungkook doesn't even have a scope under.

"But I couldn't..." and she broke my illusion right then and there,

"For me it was never a case of being with him or not, dad. I think, I just can't stop myself now. I still love him and I don't think I ever stopped. Not from the day of my 18th birthday and not from the day I saw him in the basement for the first time when I was a kid. I got my memories back, dad. I tried to let him go, I told myself to think about everything he had done and all the ways he had hurt me, but all I could think was my heart that beat like crazy in his presence."

She sighs, wiping her tears away and looking at my face as if she realized that I was not understanding what she was saying.

"What I'm trying to say is dad, that he had my heart since the day we met and as we fell apart, so did my heart. Some pieces I have already taken from him and some, I am afraid I'll never get back if I continued to stay away from him. Just like you can't stop loving Mom, I can't stop loving Jungkook either, dad."

"Hold on, go back. All the ways he hurt you? So he did hurt you? Doesn't he? Tell me where and how he hurt you, Y/N? I will kill that fucker with my own bare hands."

She removes her face away from my hold, "leave it, dad. You just wouldn't understand."

She tells me that I wouldn't understand. My own daughter tells me that I. Would. Not. Understand. How come? And before I could ask her the same thing, she runs upstairs to her room, shutting and locking the door, as if cutting all ties with me. I sigh. I am not sure about anything else, but one thing is for sure that if killing Jungkook would mean that I can get my daughter back to myself then I would do it in a heartbeat.

She is still young. She has a long life ahead of her, she can find another love. Someone who won't hurt her.

"Sir, we are unable to find Taehyung. We can't track him."

I turn around at Hoseok's words. I kind of knew that Taehyung won't want to meet me at any cost. I agree, he did something unforgivable to me but he's my blood, my son, and I would always want to protect him rather than letting him do an another reckless crime.

"Get the court orders ready. Lockdown the nearby cities. Take as many police forces you need. Do whatever that's necessary... but I want my son in front of me by the time I see the next sunrise." 

He nods and while tapping the earphone plugged in his ear, he vanishes out from the front door. I have faith that Hoseok will find my son. He's my number one man. I don't know if Taehyung's scared of me or he's just avoiding me for what he did to me but one thing is for sure that he is at least feeling something, an emotion, even if its guilt or anxiousness, it still counts.

I will talk to Y/N about this soon too. She needs to know the truth about her brother. I look up at her bedroom door that she shut at me. In all these years, this is the first time me and my daughter had a conflict and I feel my chest hurting at the thought. I don't know how she will react when she'll get to know the truth about Taehyung but I hope it doesn't affect her mental health anymore.

My little princess has seen enough bad days when I was not with her. I don't know how she's coping with all this stress.

I will give her some time and talk to her tomorrow. She will be under curfew until then. In no way I am letting her meet Jungkook. That sick bastard don't deserve my daughter.

I sigh before walking upstairs to my room.

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I put my glasses back on the huge study table placed in the corner of my room and rub my forehead. It's already 2 am and I have only Finished half of my work. I have set the meetings with the parliament members to next week. Once everything in my family is sorted out, I will be able to focus on my work but now I just can't.

I still remember the day I used to work with small Y/N in my left arm and a little Taehyung on my other arm. Time passed away too quickly. They both were my reasons to survive and they kept me going at that point, the point where the love of my life was not with me. I lost my Nicole, my third child back then and I didn't want to lose my other two precious babies too so I became overprotective of them. Was I wrong as a father?

I don't think so.

I would do anything to protect my family, and I would prove that. If this includes bringing a completely new law in this country, then I would.

A law that would protect people with mental illnesses and psychopaths. A law that would reduce the punishment for such people. Not that I would let anything happen to my son, but I am planting the seeds, just in case. I have already planned on passing this new bill with parliament members in my next meeting and I don't think so they will decline it and get on my bad side on the first day.

I only became the president of this country to safeguard my children, and if this is how I will have to do it, then I fucking will. I did gave some leverage to Taehyung than Y/N because I wanted him to be a strong man, a man who don't need his father's support for anything. Not That I won't support him, but just to make him more tough.

Now, when I look back to all those years, my children loved me at all points but today both of them are not happy with me. They might feel that I'm in the wrong for putting them in these situations but they need to understand that I would never let them do anything that risk their lives.

I take a deep breath before lifting my body up from the chair. I need to see Y/N. I don't think so I will be able to sleep thinking she's maybe still awake thinking about everything that happened today. I take the water bottle with me from my nightstand. I doubt if she had stopped crying yet.

As I shut the door behind me, a distinct voice grabbed my attention. Its a male voice and is hearable from Y/N's room. I stop right in front of the door and my blood boiled after identifying who it belongs to.

I try to open the door but its locked from the inside.

"Y/N! Open this fucking door right now, otherwise you're a dead meat today!"

I shout while thumping on the door. I hear a sudden commotion from inside before the door is opened. I throw the water bottle right at Jungkook's face which he ducks away and it lands straight at the glass behind him, shattering it into pieces.

Y/N stands scared in front of me, her body shivering, her eyes teary. She brings her hand to the front as she carefully grab my big hand in her small trembling one, "d-dad calm down. He just... he just wanted to m-make sure if I w-was okay... nothing else. I p-promise."

"Get out of the room Y/N."

"Dad listen t-to me, please..."

When she don't listen, I grab her wrist and push her out of the room, shutting and locking the door at her face. This needs to end today. How dare he come to my mansion in the middle of the night and also in my daughter's room?

I don't think anything further before my fist lands straight at his jaw. He looses his balance a little but still stands there as if nothing happened. I grab him by the collar of his shirt and punch him again, not once but twice. He don't fight back and it bothered me more. He's only trying to dodge away my hits.

"Namjoon, you will have to accept us together, either today or tomorrow."

He says before I strike at his nose again. How fucking dare he say those words to me? He was my best friend and how fucking dare he marry my daughter. He already broke my trust. I cannot imagine my small princess with a 32 years old man who is a sadist, has Deviant tendencies, who won't think twice before hurting my daughter to satisfy his hunger.

"Dad... please, open the door!"

Y/N thumped on the door harder this time but I couldn't care less. I am killing this man today with my bare hands.

"Dad... stop this, please!!"

My hand turns bloody from all the blood, its mine or Jungkook's, I don't know but I really don't care about that.

"Dad!! I am pregnant!"

My hand stopped in the middle of my next hit. She better be kidding me. She did not just said that. Jungkook looks at me with hooded eyes, confused and excited at the same time. This means, he didn't knew it either. I don't think its true. She's just playing around, or is she really?

Jungkook pushes past me to the door and before he could open the door, I push him away to the other side. I will talk to my daughter first. He sighs before standing beside me as if he's done with me. No dude, I am done with you instead.

A/N: Hi there, Lovelies! I hope you all have a joyful and a blessed new year ahead. I want to share a very special and exciting news with you all. I thought I will share it today but I will share it towards the end of this book. ❤️❤️

Till next update, take care!