The room was dark, with a prominent light in the middle, just above his head. The source of light was a big bother to his already stressed state, truth to be told though, he was keeping it all bottled, without utters. The anger, the rage, and the boiling feelings inside his heart, he managed well to keep those hidden, to control them over, it wasn't really in his benefit to reveal whatever he felt at that moment.

The reflection he saw on the big glass that separated the two rooms, seemed different, yet for a certain reason familiar. Looking intently at the reflected figure of his seated self, Jungkook went deep in his thoughts as he waited for the prosecutor to step in.

The charges pressed against him were not that serious, but his records were not that clean either. Jungkook steered through dark roads ever since his wife passed away, indulging his self in endless fights, loosening up the control he once imposed over his self. Being held in the segregation multiple times in the military camp, after having caused serious injuries from continuous beatings, albeit he was every time soon released, due to the report provided by the therapist who had diagnosed him with acute intermittent explosive disorder, his acts still succeeded in staining his criminal record.

As the door opened, Jungkook senses were soon alerted, directly turning his gaze toward the door, checking intently the person who stood tall against the latter. The man approached the table, slamming his belongings on it, he took a seat facing Jungkook whom hands were handcuffed still. Turning on his laptop, the investigator who seemed in his early thirties, cladded in a black leather jacket, and black shirt, the only colored item in his outfit was the name-tag that hanged around his neck. Blue and white, a soft touch to the dark aura he was providing.

" Jeon Jungkook, twenty eight years old, ex-major in the 56th infantry division, accused several times for abusive behavior and physical offense, and now, for illegal arms possession. Jeon Jungkook-ssi, you seem to be a problematic individual"

" Got swayed out of the right line I guess"

As the man leaned his back toward the cross-rail of his seat, he gave Jungkook a scrutinizing look, intently trying to decipher the man in front of him. He was doing his job, but he was also sitting on Jungkook's nerves with his gaze, he didn't liked it at all, being judged that way wasn't something that pleased him.

" Investigator Park Hyungsik, nice to meet you Jungkook-ssi, let's cooperate and make outta this a rapid conversation"

" I have enough time at my disposal, but if that is what you want, let's go for it.Nice to meet you too, investigator Park"

As Jungkook spoke, the investigator got a better grasp on the situation, he understood that the man in front of him was nothing near to an easy person. Albeit he was used to stubborn criminals, that were a folds worst that Jungkook, still, the demeanor Jungkook kept serving him during their small talk, made him understand why Katarina went that far only to convince him. Small correction, to force him.

Park Hyungsik, was one of Katarina's man inside Gagnam Metropolitan police agency, he usually came very useful whenever situations tangled with the prosecution, the mentioned man has many connections with the prosecution office, making it easier for Katarina to get things quickly wrapped before reaching the court.

As Jungkook defiance knew no end, and obviously no limits, no matter how much she tried to convince him in sweet ways he seemed never willing to cooperate, Katarina decided to make him do just that, but in her own style. Although she wasn't really a fan of the forcing methods, she genuinely wished he could do as instructed by her, without making her use any aggressive methods, however, he seemed to have a different saying in every time, and every single situation.

As persuasion didn't show any positive results, Katarina decided to get rid of Jungkook temporarily, until his brain resume functioning correctly. Using Hyungsik came very expensive every time, as the risk he was putting his self into was high, the price logically went higher, but it was nothing she couldn't afford to insure Jungkook's safety.

Peculiarly.

Less danger, to keep the worst at bay. Understandable, but, hardly relatable.

The idea was ready, and so the involved crime, she knew that it would be easy to take him out once she deemed it the correct time to do that, actually the entire situation seemed like killing two birds with one stone, ensuring he wouldn't be able to participate in the fight, and teaching him a lesson about obedience once more. She esteemed it necessary to repeat her stance again to carve it inside his brain.

" Two guns, one K2 knife, full load of bullets, not to mention, the amount of alcohol found in your blood, adding an other assault. Ah, I forgot, exceeding speed limit, while fleeing from the police cars while officers made it clear that you should stop an....."

Jungkook decided to halt the man before he could continue, he sensed lies, and accusations. Illegal arms possession wasn't a crime he could hide, but fleeing while followed? They never had sirens on, making it unclear from the beginning that they were after him. He was being accused, the urge inside him to know who plotted all of that grown bigger with each passing second inside that suffocating room.

"I wasn't trying to dodge the officers, I was never aware they were after me, if needed you can check the cctv on that road, no sirens were on, how was I supposed to know them?"

"So you are confessing to some of the crimes but not all of them?"

Jungkook curiosity reached it summit, something about the man in front of him kept provoking him, he was being fishy to say the less, almost trying to bring any word of confession from the man's mouth, doing his very best to ensure he would get the longest possible sentence for his assaults. It almost seemed personal.

" Safety purposes"

" Are you feeling unsafe in a civilized country Jungkook-ssi? haven't you saw the panel before entering here? its even written in big fonts, 'We are working hard to insure your safety"

" That wasn't really the case from my past experiences I must say"

Hyungsik's attention shifted toward his phone, he reached to his pocket, and took his phone out of it while making sure to keep it out of Jungkook's vision. Seeing the caller's id, he stood up from his chair, and gazed toward Jungkook. It wasn't a call he could decline.

" I will need to take this"

"Sure, take your time"

Bored couldn't come near to describe the way Jungkook started feeling, it has been hours since Hyungsik took his leave, but he never came back again. Leaving the man alone inside the interrogation room, not really knowing what he'd be facing next. Jungkook wanted badly for the investigator to come back, he'd be asking him to make a quick call before resuming their conversation, he needed to reach for Taehyung, his pride wouldn't allow him to contact Katarina under any kind of circumstance.

Be it her or Taehyung, he couldn't contact anyone, therefore, no-one could come to his rescue.

Or so he thought.

But that was before the door cracked open again, this time showing a slander figure with beautiful curves, cladded in a black midi dress, and an ankle-length coat from the same color, her brownish locks framing her oval face perfectly, not to mention the makeup look she went for, the dark earthy-toned colors smokey eyes screaming dangerous beauty.

Katarina went inside the room alone, slamming the door behind her closed, she gave the man a cunning smirk before reaching to his seated figure. A palm on the table, while her free hand roamed freely cubbing his face, and caressing his features.

Jungkook kept a stern gaze on her, he was silently questioning her presence, he never informed her as per yet, thinking about how much she liked stalking him around, he thought that one of her men informed her about his situation. He couldn't deny how much thankful he was though.

Nonetheless, his thoughts changed sooner, as she stood up straightening her back, and depriving Jungkook from her touches, looking straight into the reflecting mirror-wall, motioning whoever behind it to turn the recoding off, seeking some privacy for both of them.

" Kook, why you keep falling in troubles love?"

His gaze followed her figure, as she pushed back the seat, and positioned her self over it, crossing her legs one over the other, and adjusting her dress and coat while adverting her gaze between him and the fabrics.

" Unexpected events Katarina, and I truly wish they will stay that way...unplanned"

Jungkook had his doubts, the way she was talking, the controlling behavior she had over the officers, the way she was quickly informed, all those were signs that triggered his curiosity and fired his doubt, but he wished the doubts remain as such.

Leaning her self forward, Katarina went closer to him, her hands found their resting place on his muscled thighs, while her face kept leaning forward, almost trying to inhale from his breaths, to indulge her self in his scent that she loved more than any other expensive perfume she owned.

"Jungkook, why you don't learn from the first lesson, you could have saved us the time and the troubles, not very considerate from you side Kook"

No space for doubts anymore, the situation got as clear as the sun in a bright day. Betrayal, he was used to it, but he didn't expect it from her, not after what they went through, not while being deeply in love, there was for real no reason for her to play him this dirty, she again succeeded in hurting his feelings, just how much more she wanted him to suffer?

Their gaze interlocked in a staring contest, from which Jungkook had no intentions of backing-out, intently looking for traces of emotions inside those cold orbs of hers, desperately looking for mercy inside them but in vain, nothing, only emptiness, only profit and rationality.

" Kook, you chill a bit here, I promise to get you outta here soon, be wise"

Reaching to her pocket, Katarina took out the small key from the latter, hurriedly she reached the handcuffs, releasing his wrists that were now bruised from the grasp of the strong metal on them.

The man didn't utter a single word, only his gaze following her moving figure, it was like he invented a new language for his self, blaming her and questioning her at the same time with only his eyes. He was greatly disappointed, he was angry, yet...

Understanding.

She lit the cigarette that was between her lips, and turned it to Jungkook, trying to give him his daily dose of nicotine before he could open his mouth running it freely, which would only worsen their instance.

The man deeply inhaled the smoke as his life depended on it, his eyes bored in his lap now, as they left the woman in front of him to her loneliness and to the silent treatment he was downing on her. A long sigh left his lips, letting out the smoke he captured inside his lungs earlier.

Once the cigarette ended, he trashed it on the ashtray aggressively, seemed like the latter was his timer, his acts quickly resumed after the end of the toxic stick. Standing up from his seat, Jungkook moved in a quick and confident demeanor toward her seated figure, crouching a bit to level up with her, his hand found her waist quickly, as his free hand moved to help the other one, Jungkook moved her body without any burden, placing it on the table swiftly, while his gaze deeply bored on her lips.

The sudden momentum took her off-guards, it wasn't at all expected, her breath got heavier as his face got closer to her, her eyes roaming between his eyes and lips consecutively, feeling his cold fingers touching her cleavage, causing her breaths to hitch with his touches in rhythm.

" As you keep showing this behavior, this obsession of yours to control everything that surrounds you, it makes me wanna rip it outta your hands so bad. You don't even know how much attractive you would look vulnerable and powerless"

His lips smashed into hers, indulging them in a kiss that couldn't be described as romantic , but more of a possessive one. Jungkook didn't retrieve although she was clearly running out of breath, forcing his way while firmly grabbing her waist, as her hand went to push him away, it was harshly halted by his counterattack, he strongly grabbed her wrist, and turned her arm behind her back, gaining from her some muffled groans and moans that surely were not from pleasure, but more of pain.

His lips parted from hers only when he felt fully satiated, taking few steps backward, while his hand reached to clean his lips from the excess of her lipstick. A cynical smirk adorning his pierced lip, looking at her chest that was rocking up and down, struggling to gain her breaths, Jungkook low-key liked it, no, actually, he mused to it, a beautiful scene in front of his eyes, the way she looked vulnerable and weak, but very beautiful, only for him.

" Don't be a brat while I'm here, behave Katarina"

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