Park hye sun woke up to the loud sounds of gunshots  in front of his mansion. He sprang up from bed with panic causing his wife to sit up wiping the sleep from her eyes.

"Yeobo" she muttered looking worried.

Another set of gunshots rang out in the air and Park hye sun ducked gathering his wife in his arms.

"Aish...that savage human being " he grumbled looking around him with mild confusion.

Mrs Park buried her self under her bed covers.

"What do we do? Should we call the police?" She cried shivering like someone severely cold when in actuality she was filled with fear.

"Don't worry Yeobo. Stay right here. Don't go anywhere" he said trying to reassure her as he crawled from the bed.  More gunshots and loud yelling of agony where heard from outside. He managed to reach out his hand to the drawer beside his bed, pulled out the top one. He quickly held his gun and took it out.

"Aaah!" Mrs Park shouted in horror as a bullet broke through the window and headed straight to the wall.

"This is too much! How dare he? This has gone too far!" Park hye sun yelled in a loud booming voice clearly outraged.

Mrs Park scoffed. "it's not like you don't know Taejun and his temper. This isn't the first time this has happened"

She hissed. "This is all Jimin's fault. He's going to get it when he comes home so if he knows what's good for him,  he better stay where he is"

She was filled with a mixture of fear and anger.

Another shot rang out and Park hye sun walked out towards the door.

"Hye sun don't go!" his wife yelled but he ignored her and walked out of the door cocking his gun and holding it out before him in preparation for any attack.

The house was completely quiet and none of the guards where around so he went out through the front door and stood rooted to the ground as his men laid on the hard cold floor groaning with pain at the bullet wounds that they recieved from the enemy. Many of his men where wounded while others stood looking dejected. Thankfully, no one lost their lives.

Park hye sun swore under his breath when he looked up and saw a black car with tinted windows speeding out from the street. To be honest, he hadn't expected this sort of attack from Kim Taejun. They had definitely had their share of fights before now but none of them where ever this severe. He seemed he was serious and now was the time for him to get serious too. Kim Taejun wasn't getting away with this. He would definitely exact his revenge.

"Get yourselves up. Those injured, go to the hospital. Those who aren't, we have work to do" He shouted on top of his voice. His men did as he said. Those who were injured began to leave for the hospital in one of Park hye sun's numerous buses while the uninjured waited for further instructions.

He marched into his house fuming with rage, only thinking of what he was going to do to Kim Taejun. Seeing some of his glass windows shattered to pieces by stray bullets made his blood boil. Seeing those same bullets littered on the ground rose his blood pressure to the highest. He was standing at the hallway deep in thought when his wife slowly descended the stairs, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Just look...look at this" she mumbled waddling towards a broken vase on the ground. She knelt down picking them one by one.

"I bought this vase for three million dollars at an auction in Dubai. It was such a rare piece"

Her eyes wandered towards another broken piece on the ground and she wailed.

"My Italian art pieces.... "

Park hye sun groaned. "Yumi, now is not the time to bother about your fancy expensive art pieces" he said in a tired angry tone looking a bit sarcastic. Her obsessive love for these art pieces drove him crazy.

"Can't you see we are in the middle of a war?" He added with an irritated look in his face. The woman stood up and glanced at him.

"What do we do now?"

"First we gather our associates and attack so he doesn't think we are weak and he can mess with us. Then we are going to find that son of ours"

Yumi shook her head. "Who knows what's going on in that young man's head. His relationship with that Taehyung boy has brought us nothing but trouble. How could he cause this family so much pain!"

Park hye sun sighed. "We'll handle it. Tell the housekeeper to clean up this mess!" He yelled out. As he climbed up the stairs, Yumi could see the contorted look of anger on her husband's face. An outsider would think he was brave but for someone like her who had known Park hye sun for more than thirty years, she could definitely see past the outside facade of bravery and notice the hidden pain and suffering etched in the man's eyes. She simply took a deep breath and quickly went to do as her husband wanted but suddenly paused in mid stride as she felt a presence watching her. She looked around her cautiously but after seeing nothing, she walked away.

Meanwhile, Jimin was in the kitchen of his home looking at a cook book placed in front of him unaware of the commotion going on outside because of his reckless action of 'kidnapping' Taehyung. He had purposely switched off his phone because he didn't want anyone tracing his whereabouts. While Taehyung was heavily asleep, he had turned off his GPS and now he was slaving away trying to impress his husband with a well done breakfast but it wasn't going that well despite the fact that he was following a recipe. He simply was a bad cook. He dumped the napkin he was holding on the kitchen counter looking helplessly at his messed up attempt at making pasta. Didn't he do it well according to the instructions then why was it overly wet and soggy? He sighed. Maybe he should just give up and wait for Taehyung to wake up and make the breakfast. He was going to anyway then he slapped his head. Bad move. He was trying to impress him. He took out his phone. Maybe a take out but it might take time coming and he really wasn't in the mood to deal with an angry hungry Taehyung. He was still in the middle of his dilemma when Jungkook suddenly appeared beside him. He jumped in fright unprepared for his sudden appearance.

"Yah. You scared me. I have told you severally to stop appearing all of a sudden" Jimin yelled with a scowl on his face.

Jungkook chuckled lightly. "I'm sorry but I can't help it. It's sort of an appearing disappearing thing"

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Whatever" He muttered then he puckered up as if an idea just occurred to him.

"Hey Kookie can you help me out? I was trying to make some food for Taehyung but it came out all wrong so I was wondering if you could..."

He stopped talking when he noticed that Jungkook's countenance had changed. His face suddenly turned pale and he looked weary.

"Jungkook, what's wrong?" he whispered.

There was an uncomfortable silence but Jimin was patient. He knew the angel would still talk. Jungkook finally took a deep breath.

"Our biggest fears have come to pass Jimin. It's war"

Jimin gasped, his lips shivering slightly.

"There was a bloody gun battle in front of your house this morning"

"Are my folks okay?" Jimin quickly asked.

"They are fine"

Jimin sighed in relief as Jungkook continued. "The attack was instigated by Taehyung's father because you two have been missing. Your father is set on retaliating"

He paused for a while looking at Jimin. "You have to end this or people could get seriously hurt because of your fathers"

Jimin looked helpless. "Please Jungkook. I need time. I'm slowly getting to Taehyung. Please don't tell him about this. It's just going to be a good excuse for him to leave"

Jungkook heaved. "Don't you think you are being selfish"

Jimin nodded. "I know but three more days is all I need..."

Jungkook shook his head in disbelief. "Yeah, and by then people might have died in the cross fires between your parents. You know your parents are both powerful people so due to their connections, they won't be punished by the government for the disaster they are going to create"

His eyes dropped. "But eventually it's my fault, it's all my fault" He whispered.

Jimin noticed the unbearably sad look in Jungkook's eyes and he began to think that he wasn't just talking about the cupid. Something was definitely bothering the angel. He was about to say something when he heard Taehyung's voice behind them.

"Jungkook....you're here" his husband said

He turned round to find Taehyung with his rumpled clothes, messy hair and sleepy eyes yawning tiredly. He looked both cute and sexy and it made his heart beat faster but then it stopped as the door flung open.

To be continued in the next chapter.....
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