*Sin POV*

The old, white sedan came to a screeching stop not more than 20 feet away from me and Nina. The door flung open and Jungkook jumped out, his gorgeous face absolutely destroyed with fear, anguish and all those good emotions.

"Where is he?!" Jungkook yelled at me, a hoarseness in his voice that I had never heard before. He approached me without hesitation and stood directly in front of me. 

I crossed my arms, staring into his desperate eyes with patience. After a few seconds I opened the boot to my car and let him see his dad tied up inside.

Jungkook instinctively felt for a pulse before releasing a deep breath of relief. He hunched over the edge of the car, staring aimlessly into the depths of the trunk. 

"Why are you doing this?" He didn't even look at me, the muscles in his jaw twitched like little pulses of their own. He was either angry, irritated or afraid. 

"Jungkook….." I walked up and turned him around. He didn't resist which was a wise decision. I looked up into his beautiful, brown eyes as he stared down at me with a sadness that made me feel bothered in a way that I didn't like.  

"A life for a life. Give me yours and I'll let your father keep his." There was no simpler way to say it. If I couldn't have him I would kill them both with my bare hands. From this moment, as he stood before me, his body slumped against the car in defeat and his face void of energy...I knew I would never be happy unless I had complete control of him.

"You'll kill me?" His eyes flickered to the ground and his fingers began to tremble. His beautiful, long fingers adorned with small tattoos that were barely visible. How he expected to be a doctor with those markings, I'll never know but I loved them.

"No. I'm going to make you mine, I'm going to keep you forever….in this life and the next." I caressed his face and guided him to look at me. Oh god….I don't think I'll ever get tired of his perfect face.

"Nina." I turned to my right-hand woman who was silently observing the small interaction. "Make sure Jungkook's father gets home safely." I shot her a grateful look for her patience and she bowed slightly. No matter how close we were as friends, I would always be her saviour and she would always listen to me.

She moved Mr. Jeon's unconscious body to the sedan Jungkook came here in and took off, driving like a maniac. 

I grabbed Jungkook's hand and there was no physical response. He just stood there, hopeless, helpless and emotionally destroyed. I brought his hand to my lips and kissed it softly, his palm twitched at the contact and a smile broke at the edges of my lips. I guess he's not completely destroyed.

"Come." I pulled him to my car and opened the passenger side for him, he got in obediently and I smiled even more. It felt so good, I finally had him. This was similar to the feeling when my brother bought me my first gun, when I killed my first human….when I made my first true move in the drug trafficking business. I felt powerful….hell, I was powerful.

I nearly skipped to the drivers side as I slid in and closed the door. I turned to him and watched him for a few seconds, he was not reacting to the environment at all which was to be expected. 

"Get ready, Jungkook….we're going to your new home."