A grey and gloomy day, the sound of the pouring rain was everything one could hear, the silence was scary if not for the rumbling storms, that honestly only added more silence once the sound vanished just the way the lightning disappeared in the vast skies, the pelting on the roof and windows from the heavy rain falling over them, seemed somehow relaxing, but surely not for her.

The guards who were standing outside wearing their flashy-yellow raincoats succeeded in gaining her pity, the temperatures were cold and still dropping, she wondered how were they able to manage such extreme conditions, she was in fact really curious, however, that was no-one of her business, as far as they were doing the job they were destined to do, perfectly executing the latter, there was absolutely no need for any queries.

Her attention kept being grabbed by irrelevant details, such as the way the wind was rushing across the field that was facing their mansion. It was vast, sadly, the trees have lost all their leaves, they were left bare while the field stayed shamelessly green and decorated beautifully with a carpet of grass. That detail reminded her the difference between power and impotence, in the end, no matter in which context, be it nature, or between animals, or even between humans, only the stronger could survive, and she understood that clearly.

Twirling the glass of whiskey she had between her hand, Katarina kept thinking about the last five years, many things have changed, her character was the most prominent one. At the age of only twenty two years old, she had tasted more losses than gains, while her losses were considered light in her world, at the other hand, the gains she had, weighed heavier on that balance. She never felt blessed with satisfaction, if anything, she was more familiar with how discontent feels. Everything she was being envied about, was merely of any importance to her, or at least, not as the paramount things she dropped along the way.

" The preparations are done"

It was only a sentence, but it meant way more for her. A big change, a grand revenge, an historical takeover, grandiose enough to fit with her standards, or better putted, the standards she was forced to follow. Just few moments from freedom, but they felt an eternity for her. The sonant pendulum clock was making it habitual sound, it was already eight in the morning, but no sleep visited her eyes, anticipation took the best of her, leaving her in the murkiness of expectations.

And fear.

Like she has remembered something she forgot about, like being brought back from oblivion to be faced with some sort of harsh reality, hurriedly, she turned around, her eyes left the view the window was gifting her, bidding it goodbye. Placing her glass on the desk on her left, Katarina motioned the man to take the lead, while she followed in confident steps, her hands shoved down in her trouser's pockets, before one of them got released to light the cigarette that hanged in her mouth.

The corridor started seeming longer, dragging the distance between the office and her mom's room further, she never payed close attention to the dimensions of that big house, that day, it seemed like it has finally succeeded in catching her eyes, a sad smirk adorned her lips, before uttering few words to the man before her " no wonders this place felt lonely Sidrov".

The door that got opened, revealed the old woman who was laying in the bed, the soul almost left her body, she was nothing more than a breathing cadaver, no colour left in her skin, her eyes empty, and her gaze lost, the illness took her robustness away, such a venomous enemy, such a despiteful revenge, cruel is not even near to describe it, a revenge that knew no clemency, deprived from all forms of compassion.

" I will set you free mom, from this sufferance, from the hell that has opened it doors in front of you"

Katarina leaned to embrace her mom, as much as that act could seem endearing, and full of love, but in fact, it was nothing near that, if an embrace could express hatred, the one she was indulging her mother in would be a vivid example. The woman suffered a great deal from her sclerosis, the medicines that she has been consuming the past years involuntary, were a big triggering factor, leading her to concrete madness year after year, until she reached a state of no return.

"Believe me mom, I showed and still ready to show a huge amount of mercy, unlike you did to me all those years. Although I'm a monster just like you, but I still have some soul left inside me— just enough to free you from this pain"

Julia was already lost from the crisis she had, not really paying attention to the liquid that has been induced in her IV, relaxing her form, as the substance started rolling in her blood, all the way to her heart, that has pumped it to her brain, keeping her body alive, but shutting off her brain for the rest of her life.

She was waiting for that moment, patiently seating in her office, while listening to the endless chatters of Seokjin, he was going on and on about the stunt he enjoyed last night, having won a huge deal from his competitor, has surely lightened his mood, not to mention the regain of Jimin on his side. She was happy for him, but not enough for herself, although it seemed like everything was going her way from an outsider point of view, that wasn't at all the case for her, she was actually fighting herself inside, an emotional strike going on-in her heart, depriving her from the luxury of satisfaction or ...happiness.

It was the day to close the payment's tab she kept on her side, a day to relieve her head by paying her debt, just few minutes away and she could free her mind, and move on from the past, nonetheless, a feeling kept being missed, something was really out of her reach but that couldn't be pointed.

She was half-away on her second packet of cigarettes, although the clock was only pointing mid-day, saying that she was stressed only would be an understatement, it could even be considered a weak word to describe her disturbed state. Her brain was overworked, different thoughts clouding it, a crossroad in which gaiety and rue met and couldn't get separated ever after that encounter, leaving her in the edge of unsettlement.

" Miss Park, Jung Hain-ssi is awaiting to get your permission to step in"

"Let him in"

Turning forward the seat that was facing the window-wall, Katarina set her form upright, tidying her self up and shaking the trail of emotions outside her head, to demonstrate unbeatable strength in her demeanour.

The emotional game started .

" Please, take a seat Hain-ssi"

"Please don't bear any resentment toward me, we only settled an unpaid bill, haven't we?"

" No resentment attached Seokjin-ssi, never mind"

" Can I get you a drink? What you prefer?"

" I came for different reasons, surely, having a drink isn't one of them Katarina"

With a scrutinising look, Katarina moved forward on her seat, to rest her arms on the desk, while trying to figure out the man in front of her. He was calm, and seemed to have made his thoughts up for his upcoming request, the one she prepared for him, could or couldn't fit his exigence, but she knew for sure that the latter would be of a great help for his life on the long run.

" You told me to come with my requests, here I am, are you ready to fulfil them?"

"It was one request, and yes, I don't get back on my promises"

Seokjin kept a careful eye on the tension that was prominent in the air, their gaze were enough to show the emotions their words held. A past love that got stabbed by a knife of betrayal, bled to death and got thrown in the ocean of remorse, an emotion that fed on loath, growing in what these two started to feel toward each other.

Disenchantment.

"In which way you're planning to pay for what you stolen? Or what she stolen using you"

" By relieving you from that hatred"

Obviously, he couldn't move on, and he was right, his innocence, and maybe, the bright future ahead him got stolen without previous warning, he suffered greatly, running away from Julia's grasp, he moved from a city to another, many sleepless nights with empty stomach, cold days without shelter, the man went as far as begging on the roads, as a last resource of survival. He couldn't die from the bullet, but his pride died every day from what has followed. It was righteous enough in his eyes to demand a payment for his loss, it was logic to demand more than a simple explanation, or a flat apology.

" Proof it"

" We will leave oppa, see you later"

Katarina led the way toward the main gate, the trip down the elevator was silent, and so the one in the car, no one uttered a single word, his stance was made clear earlier, and so hers, only action was left to the expectations.

Reaching what it seemed like an old building, in front of which two men stood guard, Katarina made her way inside nodding to the standing men, Hain followed silently, looking at his surroundings carefully, as trust was long lost between the two.

A strong smell of isopropyl welcomed them as she opened the apartment door, a continuous beeping sound was loud enough to be heard from the end of the corridor, and the noise only became more prominent with every step token the room.

" With this, I'm shutting the tabs, I paid fully"

Her hand reached his, but he hesitated before embracing it into a handshake, he somehow felt that whatever she would be proposing could only live up to his satisfaction, although the unexpected turn their fates took, they were once enamoured, close enough to be able to decipher the meaning of their untold words.

A smirk of satisfaction mixed with pity and hatred adorned his lips, seeing his reaction, Katarina barely held the tear that has formed in her eye, forbidding it from escaping ,exposing her vulnerability at the sight, although she was the one who drove Julia to that state, but there was a solid reason behind her act.

Revenge, for him, and her.

She was barely maintaining her balance, her head tilting left and right, following her unstable body. Her purse kept falling as she attempted to take her phone out of it, an attempt that she gave up on as the frustration grown. Placing her palm on the digital lock, Katarina struggled to remember the passcode, which has created a beeping sound inside the penthouse, alarming about the presence of an intruder outside the door.

Jungkook alarmed by the sound, urged his way to check the camera before opening the door. Closing his eyes in a feeling that could definitely be described as annoyance, or, anger? He made his way to open the door for the drunk woman in front of it.

" What brought you here at this time Katarina?"

" Jeon Jungkook, my strong man, my gladiator"

Pushing the man's figure, Katarina made her way inside the house, throwing her purse on the floor, and following by her vest, she seemed utterly annoyed by her heels as she was barely able to walk on them, she decided to discard them before proceeding in her way. Jungkook stood unfazed while looking at her stunt, hands crossed over his chest, waiting for the woman to stay still in a place before he could address her further questions.

" Should I call you my dangerous temptation instead?"

" As much as I wanna maintain my calm, an urge to shove you beneath the shower keeps tempting me"

Taking further steps toward his standing form, Katarina tried to suppress the distance between them, crushing her body upon loss of control over the latter on his, the man tried hard not to stumble and fall on the cold ground from the impact. She was lost.

" Koo, i miss you, I really need your embrace tonight"

" You keep making out names for me, if this is the effect of alcohol on you, I suggest you quit"

Her gaze seemed sad, almost apologetic, but also endearing, he found her for the first time cute, like all her arrogance and strength disappeared, bringing to light a whole different person. A child.

Definitely a clingy one.

Her hands found their habitual way around his neck, enclosing the left of the distance between them, Katarina buried her face in his neck, inhaling his scent, her one and only addiction, she was unaware how she survived the past days without it, it was almost maddening, a deprivation that shouldn't occur anymore.

Jungkook pressed on her shoulders with enough pressure to bring her senses back to reality, motioning her to face his gaze that was mused but at the same time questioning about whatever it was taking place, the whole situation made no sense, it was unlike her to say the less.

" What made you drink this much?"

"Ahhh Jungkook-ah, many things, uncountable almost, but the most head-aching one.....is you"

" I guess I should be the one acting this way, I have been rejected for more than I can remember, should I remind you about our recent incident"

Her hand reached to cup his handsome face which she adored, his features were more than alluring to her deeply enamoured heart, that was a fact that she couldn't deny anymore, her feelings were growing stronger and deeper with each passing day, the feeling that was nameless once, has finally gained a name.

Love.

Their gaze interlocked for a moment, silent dominated the atmosphere, her eyes were speaking truths untold, the crazily pounding heart that almost escaped her chest was loud enough to be considered some beautiful serenade rhythms. Her hand on his sturdy chest, while the other tugging on-his neck strongly, her nails were already claiming him while clawing him deep enough, drawing blood from the impact. But he couldn't care less, he was as consumed by the feelings as her, he was almost about to set aside his pride and strong demeanour only to confess his emotions, he wanted to free his chest from whatever he was bottling inside, he wished he could spill the jewels inside his mouth to satisfy his needy heart, but that was no right timing. Not while she was drunk.

" Jungkook, I never rejected you, in fact, I claimed you mine since our first encounter, I desired you. If only I can show you the way I feel toward you without scaring or driving you away, I would without hesitation. I never wanted someone the way I feel toward you. Rejection, never Jungkook, never I would."

Jungkook tried to search for a trace of lies or hidden meaning, or even, un-shown goals inside her eyes, but he couldn't, she was being honest without being vague for the first time with him, expressing her feelings like she never dared to do before, only for him, only to him.

" I won't, I'm yours, just the way you are mine, only mine Katarina. As I let those words out, I really would like you to remember them for the rest of your life, I don't give up, nor I back-out, once mine, always mine"

Katarina longed for his kisses, thus, her moves found their way without further do, reaching up to smash her lips on his, Katarina has been halted before reaching her goal, her brows furrowed from the stunt, she felt the exact feeling she kept feeding him with. Rejection.

" My body belongs to you the way my heart does, use it the way you want, until your desires are fully satisfied"

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