A month later.

UNKNOWN POV

I pointed the pistol at his forehead for the millionth time as I repeated the words which resonated through the warehouse.

"I'll kill your family too if you don't answer, how much money do you owe?" I asked as I pulled the barrel and dug the knife out from my gator belt before placing it on his throat.

Still no answer. At this point my agitation was hitting a new high. I slowly dug the knife inside his shoulder which made him scream.

"Ten million dollars." His voice was shaky. He was frightened at another level. He was whimpering, his pleads and cries for forgiving his family were echoing. His repeated cries gave me flashbacks of what it meant when you lose or are about to lose someone.

"What did you do with ten million dollars?" I lightly sighed as I tried to collect my calm.

"Please forgive me, I'll return them." he said as he joined his hands and begged in front of me. A hint of innocence came to the surface and I had no option but to let him go.

"You have insurance right?" I asked and he nodded his head. Without any further ado I shot him in the leg. Blood was gushing out of the wound as I shot him directly on his knee. I signalled the agents to return him where he came from. His screams,giving me migraines but I resisted it.

"Boss wants to talk to you." a boy who was barely eighteen handed me the phone

"Did you shoot him? His family too? The voice from the other side of the line rang in my ears

"Yes." I lied.

"Your three months are over, you better get her now before I send someone else to do your work."

By her I knew who he was talking about. Kim Yeona.

"Yes." I lied again. Thoughts of her filled my mind. How can I make the person do the things which hurt and leave her heart perished. How can I do that to the person I love the most?

AYLA/YEONA POV

To say that I was mad would've been an understatement. Three dates planned, all of them stood canceled counting this one. I sighed deeply to myself as I looked at the ceiling as tears formed on the brink of my eyes. They soon dried up but I could still feel the stinging feeling of salt when my eyes closed.

One thing was obvious. The feeling scared me to death and I told myself to distance myself from him but I was highly miserable.

I love him. I love Park Jimin but I was highly doubtful of the fact that this feeling wasn't mutual. He was busy with his mystery job and I understood that. He had time for Taehyung and Junglekock but not for me which made my blood boil. You can take time out for your priorities no matter how busy you are.

"Stop talking to yourself." Seoyun sighed as she picked up her bag.

"Where are you going?" I asked her as I unzipped my dress and took off my heels and walked for a hot water shower.

"Date." the voice crisp and clear which came from the other side of the door. She was almost in her third year of the relationship. Jungkook never failed to make her feel brand new. On the other hand Jimin was very distant from the past week and it was quite amusing as I came face to face with the harsh reality.

Is he cheating on me? Thoughts filled my mind meanwhile hot water ran across my body. I changed into short shorts and an oversized shirt before I made my way to the kitchen. I took out the brick of ice cream and put some for myself in a bowl as I sat on the shelf and started eating.

"You're a mess Kim Yeona."

"No one loves you the way you want them to."

Those words ran in my memory. Memories of my father harshly pulling my hair flashed before my eyes which made me disgusted. Saying those words with no warmth in his heart. I repeated them.

"No you're not." the voice my ears were begging to enter. The one which maddened me and made me lose my calm. The one which made my life miserable as it flooded with the waves of feelings like a tsunami. Dressed in his usual attire, white shirt with black trousers. His blond hair held back as we stared at each other for what seemed like hours.

His piercing glacier cold gaze made me weak in my knees. He was closer to me before we were exchanging our breathes. The sexual tension is so thick that it could be cut with a knife. Maybe with his jawline too. I pushed him far away from me and without saying a word.

"Fuck she's mad." Jimin's low whisper came out to be a loud one in the pin drop silent apartment. "I'm sorry." he continued. The apologetic look was visible in his eyes but I wasn't in a mood to forgive him.

"Come on just drop it now." he came closer

"Drop it? Jimin how can you even say that? You don't give a fuck to this." I pointed at us and yelled as the anger bubbled to its surface, sending Jimin to a surprise.

"How do you even know that?" he asked, calm enough.

"You have time for everything except me. You are busy with your mystery job which I don't have a clue about. You are avoiding me from the past one week. Sometimes I feel like I must've gone wrong at someplace. Everything blurs and only one question comes visible to me. Are your feelings just going away or were they even there in the first place?" I further questioned him

"How can you say that I don't have feelings for you? Can't you see that I'm falling for you hard?" he took my hand in his, kissing the back of it. My was threatening to come to its surface, we were aware of each other's peculiar feelings but there was something holding us both back.

"I can't cause I don't think that it's even there in the first place." I looked at him with my blurry vision when I saw droplets of blood on the floor. "Jimin what is there in your hand?"

I moved closer to him and saw a huge cut on his hand. I held his wrist and turned the tap of the sink on. A knife was pressed against his palm.

"What kind of fuckery is this?" I mumbled as I took him to the room and made him sit on the bed and cleaned the wound.

I could feel his cold stare which I wanted to avoid the most. It was like an abyss which made me frail and feeble. Not to mention, on occasions it made me feel needy. He made me sit on the bed  and split my knees apart from each other, his hips were between my knees. A kiss was followed afterwards as I tugged my hand in his hair. He lightly unbuttoned the top buttons of my shirt, till a point where my collarbone and bare neck was visible. He pulled my wrists and took them over my head and then he started a trail of kisses on my once untouched skin where now the red-purplish marks started to appear. I was on a standstill. The bruises spoke it all, our fast paced breathes said it all.

He crashed his lips against mine. I could feel the need in this kiss. The desire and need which was like a volcano, ready to erupt. He tugged my bottom lip and he inserted his tongue. "Mhm, I missed this." he said between the kiss and a light smile plastered on my lips.

To say that it didn't turn me on would be an underplay.

I was too awestruck. Mesmerized by his charisma. I was getting lost in him. He was like a nepenthe. He made me forget my losses, my sorrows. He made me feel loved as I lost my consciousness and got lost in him. He was the fortunate stroke of serendipity in my ruckus.

He unbuttoned his shirt as he ruffled his hair before hovering over me and pulling me in a lustful kiss. His mouth conquered the area on my jaw and neck. He came face to face with me. His lips were almost touching mine. His eyes filled with need, possessiveness, desire and lust with enigma.

"I'm head over heels for you." he said in his low husky voice. I said nothing because he left me speechless regardless of the fact that my heart was threatening to come out of its cage. His eyes trailed to my face before gazing at my neck with a satisfaction.

"I love you." 

At first I didn't believe what my ears heard. I still tried to process everything wondering what took both of us so damn long to confess our feelings. "what?" 

He came closer to my ear and a slow seductive whisper left his mouth. "I love you." 

"I love you too Jimin." I said that. I still couldn't believe this. A miracle happened with me. A light smile plastered on his face as he pulled me into a passionate kiss before getting followed by the complete unbuttoning of my shirt. "I want me inside you Ayla. Tell me to stop because right now I don't think I can." his raspy voice was enough to spread fire in my whole body. 

There was a dense cloud of sexual tension hovering over us, the stares we exchanged for a time which was short but seemingly way too long. His lustful eyes and his glossy lips were just doing their job to make me a neurotic wreck, for making me think about literally everything. This wasn't the same like before, teases existed with us before but now we had our love confessed will this all be the same?

I caressed his cheek and his shyly looked away, probably rethinking about the statement he just said. "I want you inside me too." My voice was almost kitten like, the fact that it barely managed to be slight whisper. I was going to give me to him because I love him but what about the flaws I had? I wanted him to embrace them but the world never works the way we always want it to.

"Your flaws fucking turn me on." he said in a raspy tone as if he read my mind. His mouth sucked my neck as he marked me, making me moan. He bit my ear and the area below it. He grinded my hips against his which made me a moaning mess.

"I'll try not to be rough." he smirked and with that came another kiss and then several firsts. 

Soft moans surrounded the room as our hearts became one. The pain was beautiful but it was worth it. At that point I knew that I loved him and he loved me.

To him she was like an addiction. So sinful. So beautiful. Incredulously worth it. She was his serendipity in his upheavals. He didn't need anything when he had her. This was make-believe for him. The feeling which felt so ecstatic. It felt euphoric. Two-sided love did wonders to him. It made him touch the skies he never even imagined of.

A smile tugged on his lips when he saw her sleeping in his arms, in his shirt. "I love you." he whispered as he kissed her forehead and with that he knew it was his time to leave.

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THE BOOK IS NOT OVER FOR FUCKS SAKE MORE THAN 22 CHAPTERS ARE LEFT, THE BOOK HAS NOT ENDED!!!

Gotta go to namjesus and get baptized with hobi water.

I'm sorry if my writing sucks. Please understand that I've not experienced these things and it's total cringe. Just to remind you I'll edit some parts later.

Sorry couldn't give the details. I'm highly uncomfy. Go to pornhub if you wanted more.

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