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"they say only the good die young,
That just ain't right.
Cause we're having too much fun,
Too much fun tonight.
And a lust for life keeps us alive"

One month later

"Imma go use the washroom real quick," telling his friends in a big bar, Taehyung exists the VIP room to go towards the men washrooms.

He was here to celebrate one of his high school friend's engagement party. The night is still alive and the bar is packed more than before even though it's almost midnight.

As he was walking towards his destination, he feels his phone vibrating in his pockets. Without stopping, he searches for his phone and tries to take it out of his skinny black jeans. Then suddenly he bumps into someone.

"Oh... I'm sorr-," Taehyung looks up as the girl stops in mid of her sorry.

When he recognized the face his lips tip up in a smirk while the girl's eyes widen.

"HI," Taehyung greets her.

The blonde girl furrows her eyebrows and turns to leave.

"Hey. Wait!" he calls behind her and grabs her wrist to stop her. She turns around and looks straight into his eyes with fury in her eyes.

"Long time no see," he smirks.

"I'm sorry I don't know who you are," she clenched her jaw and tries to take her wrist out of his hold.

Taehyung leaves it but walks closer to her. He asks, "We can atleast have a drink, right?"

She glares at him because she couldn't believe this man is in front of her after he embarrassed her so bad that night. She could never forget it.

"Hey come on, it was like 5 months ago. I know it was rude but I was just irritated because of things going on in my life," he tells her and puts his veiny hands in his pockets.

She crosses her arms in front of her chest and speaks, "Well like I said I don't remember you. So just leave."

"oh well then, I literally couldn't forget about you since that day. I just need to make it up to you now."

"Oh couldn't forget me hn? What is my name, then? Tell me," she chins up at him.

"Ahh I... Soyoung? No, she was a brunette. Oh maybe Daisy? No no, she was taller. Oh wait... Sana! Right you're Sana. Yes you're her!"

"Shut up! I'm not Sana you idiot 'couldn't forget you'" she scoffs after mimicking him.

"OK I'm sorry. But you literally called me daddy," he makes a disgusting face and she looks at him with her mouth agape.

"I didn't know you didn't have that kink. You were just very dominant and demanding in bed! I thought you might like it because I wanted to meet you more! That's why I called you that! To impress you," she tells and by the end she was so close to Taehyung that her nose was touching his chin.

Taehyung's eyes were wide but then he throws his head back letting out a surprised laugh. Then he looks down at her into her eyes. When she acknowledge that she is so close to him, she tries to step back a little but Taehyung wraps his arm around her waist trapping her.

"So you wanted to meet me more, hn?" he asks her, his breath grazing over her face making her go red because of the sudden intimacy.

"N-Not anymore. You're an asshole," she stutters and he continues to maintain the eye contact.

"Are you here with a man tonight?" he asks and in turmoil of the lust reflecting in his eyes, she shakes her head in command.

"Would you like to spend a night with me?" he asks, remembering the last time he was with her. She literally was the best fuck he had in his life.

She tilts her head to the side and breaks the eye contact to look down at where his semi hard dick was poking on the side on her thigh. She smirks and snakes her hand between their bodies to stroke him.

Taehyung hisses lowly as she applies pressure on his dick.

"Is this what you want, hm?" she asks him and Taehyung's grip on her waist tightens.

"Stop. Not here," he grunts but she continues stroking him in a pace, making him go even more harder.

"Why? Are you embarrassed to cum im your pants like a fucking teenager?" she asks and with the help of her other hand, grips his arm which was around her waist to get out of his grip.

Bringing his that hand close to her mouth, she kisses his fingers. Taehyung's hooded eyes looked at her sinful action as she again kisses them open mouthed.

"Fuck," he whispers and grinds against her hand.

"Do you wanna fuck me?" she asks him and swirls her tongue around his fingers, making his dick hard as stone.

"Yes...," he answers but then she stops her movement.

Backing away from him, she smirks, "No, I don't want to."

Then she turns around after glancing proudly at what she has given him, a big and aching boner in the middle of a bar. Taehyung just stands there bamboozled as he watches her back walking away from him.

"By the way," she turns around and winks, "it's Lia."

With that, she walks away as she herself was feeling her slick running down her thighs. She gulps at how turned on she was. She just wanted to go home and release the tension.

Meanwhile, Taehyung looks down at the obvious tent in his tight jeans and chuckles.

"Damn," he mutters to himself and walks towards the washroom. He definitely needs a release and right now, his hands are the only one that can relieve him.

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At the mansion

It is almost midnight and you with Eun Jae are at the Jeon mansion. Actually, you have moved in to here a week ago when Jungkook urged you. According to him, it'll be easier if you both shifted here. This led to the apartment being completely given to ah jumma and ah jussi.

You and your son are living the best life here right now. Of course, it's hectic due to work but coming home to him and laying in his arms along with Eun Jae, it feels like a perfect family.

Also, after Eun Jae's birthday a few weeks back, Jungkook and you had made him get enrolled in a play school nearby. Your son goes there almost everyday. He likes it there. According to him, it's fun to be there and make 'friends'. Sometimes, ah jumma would accompany him to there. Sometimes, you would go there to pick him up.

On whole it was going really well as you've also recovered fully. Your shoulder is fine and you go to work with Jungkook too. It's just back to what it was.

Besides, Jungkook had been lot more busy with meetings because of the clan. The constant meetings are so hectic for him but the result was fruitful. With the help of GOT7, Jeon Clan had successfully bombadered 2 warehouses of the rivals.

EXO Range is more careful now. They are silent for now as they know that negotiations won't work. They not only tried to kill the peace working in the clan but also tried to kill one of the members. Jungkook and GOT7 are now set for another meeting for being protected for the potential danger and expanding the trade now that Jungkook is going to be the mafia lord of Japan.

Right now, Jungkook is in his basement late at night with a man tied in front of him on a metal chair. This guy is the one who managed to get away after shooting you. Jungkook when got to know his whereabouts, he immediately had him under his arrest.

TW: BLOOD AND VIOLENCE

"So, how are you? Living comfortably?" Jungkook asks him sarcasm dripping in his tone.

The man in front of him is covered in blood and sweat. The pungent smell of urine also lingers in the atmosphere. His left eye is oozing out blood, not functioning by now making him blind from one eye.

His finger nails are chipped and dried blood is still there. He's sitting there naked with just his boxers on. Jungkook just want to tear them off and cuts his balls off of him along with his tiny dick for what he attempted to do.

He opens his eye with a thudding headache, eyes closed against the throbbing pain. Something was restraining his arms. His legs, too, were immobilized, as he noticed when he tried to move up.

Jungkook moved towards him and tilts his head up using his index finder. He tsked badly at the state eventhough satisfaction was running deep inside his veins and bones. This man in front of him deserves this all.

The man's lips were parched and red and hunger growled in his stomach. He was as good as dead, a lamb awaiting slaughter. Poultry breathing its last lungful before the bloodied knife would steal it forever more. That slight tremor increased in intensity until he physically shook in time with it.

"Well, do you have any last wish?" Jungkook distances himself from the blood puddle as he takes a knife out and puts the tip of it on the band of the man's bloody boxers.

The man's eyes grow as he contemplate what is going to happen next. He screamed and with every tiny bit of energy he has left in him, he shakes his head. He can't speak or say 'no' because a cloth is tied on his mouth which even made all his shrills muffled.

He tried to wrench his arms free and felt narrow tip dig into his flesh. He cried out in pain and kept battering at the straps with his forearms. They sawed in deeper and drew blood which the thin fabric of his boxers couldn't handle, but he was too far gone to notice it.

"Stop struggling! It'll pain more," Jungkook cooed.

Just as the boxer's cloth was ripped, Jungkook comes face to face with this unfortunate male's tiny dick. He scoffed at it.

"Good bye teeny weeny," saying this he drags the knife to his dick leaving rivers of blood rushing out behind it.

The man yelled out, a shout mingled with fury and panic but Jungkook was nowhere to stop. Slowly inch by inch, he cut his dick off making the male cry out blood in pain. His arms and legs shake to set free, to run away but he couldn't.

"You deserve it, mother fucker! How dare you do this to my family," Jungkook roared as he finished with the last inch. The blood is flowing out from there and Jungkook is nothing but satisfied.

Another man walked up beside him and put a plastic bag on his face, making him struggle to breathe.

He gasped and groaned, eyes rolled back into his head. His eyes were wide open, terror surging in his blood. At last his whole body went limp, indicating that the bastard is finally dead.

Jungkook stands up from the ground, his hands covered in blood, along with his clothes. He looks at the dead meat and smirks. He'll have the sleep of the life tonight.

End

Walking out of the room, he uses the bathroom to wash up and change into new clothes. He then makes his way from out of the basement when his phone vibrates with a message of yours.

Eun Jae is asleep;)

He smiles at it and types.

I have a little matter to look into. I'll be in my study.

Ever since, you moved into his mansion, he just couldn't wait to finish his everyday schedules or meetings and come back home to lay in your arms.

His house finally became his home.

With refreshed steps, he climbs the stairs to his study. Opening the door, he slides in and switches on the light. He sits on his chair and opens the third drawer of the table to take out a file.

Seokjin, as he said, went to your previous orphanage to look into the personal details about the owner. The file contained everything he found while investigating into the matter. Putting on his glasses, he reads.

The file reads that after almost 5 months when you left, he left too. According to the now owner of that orphanage and other old staff members, the owner went to America.

This alone made Jungkook eyebrows to pinch together. If the owner went to America, then who went to the jail? But it can be possibility too that to keep the wrong doings of the owner private from world's eyes, the new owner is lying?

He flipped to the next page and there he sees the details of his flight. The flight is of almost 4 years back. That has to be the right time when you left that place. There are prints of all his documents. His passport details are also there. However, it's not sure if he's still in America or not. Now he's more than confused on what the truth is?

If the owner actually went to jail like you told him, then how can these records of him flying out of the country exist? It can be a possibility that these documents are forged but to make these kinds of documents, one needs to have lots of money and considering that he was just an owner of a government based orphanage it just feels impossible for such a person to have that much money to make forged documents just to protect his already contaminated reputation.

But then Jungkook's mind ring, what if you are just lying? No! That can't be true. Why would you be lying about him? Why would you lie about getting raped and abused? What would you get out of it?

But come to think of it, if you were actually abused why don't you have any mark on your body? Like you said he used his belt and what not on you, then why there isn't any mark left there?

Jungkook groans and leans over the table. He shouldn't be thinking like this. He doesn't think you'd lie to him. Then again a thought come to his mind.

What if you are just make scenarios in your mind?

He shakes his head. No, this can't be true. You're perfectly normal. At least you look like.

This is frustrating for sure and Jungkook doesn't have much energy to look into this case right now.

He sighs and stretches his arms. Getting up, he walks towards the bathroom to freshen up before going to you in the bedroom.

Just as he enters the bathroom, the door of his study opens. You peek inside the office and locking the door behind, you enter. You look around with a smile on your face to locate your boyfriend.

"Jungkook?" you call out.

"Y/N, I'll be there. Wait a minute," he answers and you shout a 'yes'.

It's been long since you entered his study. Last time when you were here was because you asked him to have sex in his study. It was just hot to think of doing something that much intimate in a place as intimidating as this room. It was indeed marvelous.

Your cheeks flush as you walk to the table remembering that night again, how he bend you over this and rode you into oblivion. You chuckle softly as you reach for a photo frame of you and Eun Jae on one side of the table. You pick it up and look at your smiling face. Ever since you've fallen in love with him, you're just glowing.

Setting it again on its place, you are about to turn around when you catch something. A name to be particular. It was on a document along with a photo. You feel your blood draining out as you turn around to look at the document all the while praying that what you saw wasn't real.

You stare down at the Paper and gasp loudly. It is him! You sit down on the chair as you feel dizzy. All the memories coming back to you. Tears sting your eyes as you try to read what's written but couldn't catch much words.

"Y/N?" you hear from behind and look there.

"J-Jungkook... This.. What is this?" you shuffle through pages seeing prints of documents but couldn't contemplate anything.

"what's this, hn? What's this?" you ask him again and he sprints to you.

"Leave it," he tries to snatch the file out if your grip.

"No! Tell me! Why are you reading his records? What's the thing?" your tears fall as you tremble.

Jungkook settles on his knees as he cups your face in his hands, making you look at him.

"Look at me, Y/N. Calm down please," he urges after seeing your paincking state.

"Why...?" you whisper as you break down and he wraps his arms around you.

"I'll tell you but please you need to calm down and believe me,"he caresses your hair and kisses your head.

After a few seconds, when you feel your breathing is normal, he let's go of you. You drink the glass of water he hands you and wipe your tears away. He then guides you to get up and take you to the couch.

Making you sit besides him, he makes you lay your head on his shoulder all the while holding both your hands tightly.

Taking a deep breathe, he starts, "Remember when you told me about that owner that one night?"

You nod and sniffle.

"You told me what he did and how your previous partner helped you send him to the jail," you again nod and he continues, "well, can you tell me when was the last time when you saw him?"

"I-I saw him in Young Chul's phone...," you answer.

"Did you see him in any of his trials?" he again asks.

You shake your head, "Young Chul never took me there because I was constantly having panic attacks due to which I also attended therapy sessions. He suggested me stay at home because seeing him there and listening to him talk about those things will trigger me or something."

" Understandable. So the last time you saw him in person was..? "

" The day I left the orphanage almost 4 years back. "

" OK... "

" Yeah... Why are you asking me this? And what's in that file? "

" Y/N... You need to listen to me carefully and whatever I'll say just trust me that I believe in you, OK? " you nod.

" So, when I was digging about you... " and so on Jungkook tells you about everything that was up with the owner's problem. You listen to him carefully and try to understand what he meant.

" What does this mean? I've seen the photos and videos of the trials. Young Chul told me it's in news too. How can he leave to America? This isn't possible! That's a lie," you ramble out.

"I don't know how he left to America after his trials, as you said, but all I know is there is something that's not right...," he looks at you and hesitates a little before asking, "Y/N, have you ever had any medical unstability?"

"No... I've always had tests an-Wait, are you thinking that I'm building all these things in my mind?" you ask him in disbelief and get your head up to look into his eyes.

"No, that's not it. I'm just-"

"That is it, Jungkook your eyes are saying it. How-How could you..? This is... How could you think like that? Do you think I'll make scenarios of someone doing those things with me without my permission? How could you ever think like this about me?" your eyes fills witv tear making them fall down your cheeks.

" No, please Y/N, I'm just asking. I'm sorry if it hurts you but I'm just confused. This is tiring and I'm worried about you. I'm worried about the potential danger it can cause. So if you hav-"

You hold your hand up and whisper, "I'm not mentally unstable, Jungkook. I know it."

"Ok baby, I believe in you. I told you to trust me that I believe in you," he tells you, searching for your eyes to soften but instead you look down at the floor.

"I'm sorry," he says and squeezes your hands.

"I don't wanna talk about this anymore," you tell him and he nods.

"OK. Let's just go sleep," he convinces you and you stand up along with his hand holding yours.

Leaving the study, you both walk towards the room. Eun Jae is asleep in his bed in his new room. You quietly slip into your master bedroom and lay on the bed. Your back is facing him and he doesn't disturb you.

"I love you," he whispers and looks at you in the hope that you'll whisper it back like always but when nothing comes out, he sighs and close his eyes.

After a few seconds, he hears shuffling of the sheets and then feels a arm around his waist. Opening his eyes, he looks at his side to see you hugging him. You look up at him and with a small smile, peck his lips.

"I love you too," whispering you lay your head on his chest to forget everything that happened for a night and fall into a deep slumber.

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The strong smell of coffee invades your nostrils as you wait for Jungkook's cappuccino to be ready. Last night was quite eventful. You did struggle to sleep but having Jungkook by your side, it wasn't that difficult.

As you wait for it, you again start thinking about what he said last night. Sure, he told you today morning too to not let that thing bother you much than intended but it's just that you can't stop yourself.

You understand what must've been going on in his mind and you also know it very well that he was just worried but the thing is that you are just as worried as him now.

It's quite suspicious how that man just disappeared. And also, all the hard work Young Chul did to make that fucker pay might've gone in vain. That owner must've had some far big relations with some very strong and rich people for him to escape like this.

You just hope that you meet him again so that you can kill him yourself.

"Mam, your cappuccino is ready!" the worker calls for you.

"OH Thank you so much! Have a nice day," you grin at them and with a plastic cup in your hand, make your way towards his office room.

The tinted doors of his office slides open on your arrival and you enter while calling his name but shut your mouth when you see some male sitting in front of him.

On your voice, the male turns around to look at you. This person looks quite young. A little younger than you. He looks lively and cute as he smiles at you.

"Oh Mr. Jeon you can continue I'll-"

"No, come in," Jungkook tells you in his raspy voice.

"Are you Y/N?" the young male asks.

"Yes," you answer and bow to him.

"You actually are beautiful. Nice catch, hyung," he winks at Jungkook.

"Do that again and I'll smash your head on the table," Jungkook glares at him.

"Always talking of violence," he tsks and then asks you, "How do you bear with this grumpy ass male?"

"I'm not grumpy," he snaps.

"Really? Maybe because you're in love now," he laughs.

"By the way I'm Yuta. Jungkook's maternal cousin from Japan," he introduces himself to you and you smile at him.

"So we were just talking about hyung's Coronation for Japan's mafia throne and Y/N, whole of the family in Tokyo is literally waiting for you," he tells you.

"Me ?" you ask.

"Yes. Hyung has made you more famous than Twice in Japan mafia household," he snickers.

"What's Twice?" you ask him and Jungkook sighs.

"You don't know Twice?! How could you not? Just like TT ooo just like T-"

"Stop, Yuta. You were here for invitation, you gave it. Now leave I have business to run too," Jungkook stops him before he could get on the floor to actually dance to the song.

"Duh fine, I'll be waiting for you guys tomorrow," rolling his eyes, he gets up from the seat and looks at you the last time, "You should listen to Twice. They're the queens. Listen to-"

"Yuta..." Jungkook warns.

"OK! I'm leaving," he announces his departure and leaves.

You chuckle out and walk towards Jungkook to hand his drink over to him.

"He's an interesting guy," you tell him and Jungkook raises his eyebrows at you.

"He's what?" he asks you, walking closer to you.

"oh.. He's..," you start backing away from him till your back touches the table. Jungkook stops right in front of you. Putting both his hands on each side of the table behind you, he traps you.

"Interesting?" he asks you as he leans in closer. He nose almost touching your cheek.

"S-Stop, someone will come," you stutter.

"No one will. It's only you who doesn't have the habit of knocking before entering," he whispers and licks your cheek.

"J-Jungg," you shriek when he grabs your thighs and makes you sit on the large table.

Spreading your thighs apart, he settles in between them . You skirt rides up to show your thighs to him. His one hand cups your cheek while other went to your thigh. He traces his hand up under your skirt to trace your pantie line.

"S-stop ...," you say but instead he leans in to softly brush his lips to yours.

"Stop? The show has just started," with this he crashes his lips on yours as he slowly lays your down on the table.

Indeed, the show has just started.

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