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"Someone help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jimin screamed out, tears blinding his eyes as he went up to his chest and began trying to pull down his singlet.

When his hands weren't fast enough, he attached his teeth to the fabric, and in the process, one of his knees slipped away from Jimin arm.

Jimin immediately raised that hand to his face, poking his eyes so hard with his fingers.

"What the... hell!" Taehyung fell back on his butt, going temporarily blind as water rushed out of the eyes in handfuls.

Jimin rushed to his feet, tears falling from his eyes as he went to the center table.

He picked up the porcelain flower vase on it and came back for him on the ground.

Taehyung opened his red eyes slowly, but he wasn't able to escape it because he already released the vase.

It fell down, landing on his head heavily.

Blood exploded, and his eyes turned to the back of his head before he went flat on the ground.

Jimin rushed upstairs as fast as possible, going into the first room he met.

He opened the wardrobe, and luckily there are some spare wears there.

He hurriedly took a black pant and a big T-shirt, slipping them on.

More and more tears fell off his eyes as he ran out of the room, going downstairs.

Taehyung is still unconscious in the pool of blood on the ground, he searched his pocket for the door key or anything, and he found a card.

He collected the pieces of his torn clothes and pants from the ground, grabbing his bag and phone too.

He rushed to the door and opened fast, only to meet a middle-aged woman by the door, about to come in.

"Who are you?" The woman frowned, seeing the tears and his swollen cheeks as a result of Taehyung's slaps.

Jimin couldn't talk, just hiccuping endlessly.

The woman gaped over his shoulder, and her eyes widened when she saw Taehyung's body lying in the pool of blood.

"Taehyung!" He pushed Jimin out of the way and ran to him.

Jimin stepped out of the house, but she left Taehyung and rushed to block him from leaving.

"You aren't going anywhere after doing that to my son!"

"You think you have the right to say that? Your son wanted to rape me and I have a solid evidence" he raised the shredded clothings, and the woman gasped.

He made to leave again, but he was blocked once again.

"We can talk it out amicably and...

"There's nothing to talk about just get out of my face!!!" Jimin yelled, and the woman obviously flinched as he finally left the house, running down the road.

He stopped a taxi, and immediately he got in, he resumed his tears, wiping his face everytime a new round falls.

If anyone told him Taehyung would do this, he'd deny it till the last drop of blood in his body.

He could still remember the first day they met at the grocery store, that was before Jennie even secured a job at the estate.

Taehyung chased him for weeks just to get his line but he didn't give. He got his line by himself eventually, and he was so shocked the night he called.

They've been good friends since then though he put a large line between them because of his boyfriend, and he once helped with the hospital bills one day when Jennie fell sick, he always cheered him up and even got him a phone!

Who'd have thought he had this plan? This was his plan all along? To rape him mercilessly?

Same guy he slapped Jungkook twice for, and he got a meltdown because of that.

He covered his eyes with his palms, releasing tears again, and his nose even started running.

The driver kept giving him pity glances from the front.

His excessive tears soaked his fake lenses already, and his eyes are getting blurry.

He suddenly took his hands off his face when he remembered something.

"Turn around please, Groovy Cemetery" he told the driver, and the man obeyed.

The drive to the cemetery was fast, and he rushed out of the car after paying the driver.

He ran all the way to the party spot, breathing heavily.

He stood in the middle, and his eyes got more blurry, but he was still able to figure out the rock he sat on with Taehyung last night.

He trudged there and squatted.

Thankfully, the bottle he dropped last night is still lying there.

Almost all the virgin mojito inside it is gone, but there are still some remnants.

He picked up the bottle and inhaled the mouth.

The simple inhalation made his eyes dwindle, and he quickly dropped it.

It's spiked!

He should have suspected...he should have known when he drank from it last night and felt tipsy.

He should have suspected when he suggested taking him into the tent instead of going home, but how would he even suspect anything when it's Taehyung we're talking about here?

He was like the nicest person he ever knew...there was no reason to suspect him.

He remembered how he slapped Jungkook last night, and he cried harder again, going on his knees there.

Is this what Jungkook was gonna tell him last night before the slaps?

They attend the same school after all, Jungkook must have known...

He went from his knees to his butt, sitting on the sand before propping up his knees.

He began crying silently on it, not even minding the fact that he's alone in a cemetery full of graves.

His phone began ringing in his bag, but he couldn't even find the strength to pick it.

The last time he experienced something traumatizing like this was when he was a kid, and it's not something he wants to even remember right now.

The sound of crushing dried leaves made him look up from his knees, and immediately he did, he was gagged with an hanky from behind.

He tried to fight it, pinching the hand hard and repeatedly, but he couldn't break free till the sedative penetrated into his nostrils, rendering him powerless.

He went limp on the ground, and his body was carried away.

His bag fell on the ground.

*

A SKATING RINK*

Jungkook is currently on the hunt with the guys... their target is in this same location.

While Namjoon and Hoseok are busy watching their target's movements, Rosé is busy skating with Jungkook.

Their bodies are heavy with protective clothes, and they're wearing matching beanie caps for the head protection too.

"So...did you give up on Jimin for real?" Rosé asked, knowingly driving beside him.

"I was never on him" he replied, pacing away from her.

"I can hear your lies yunno? You can't tell me you didn't feel anything for him, I mean even the tiniest bit. If you didn't, why did you save him from Hyunjin twice, and you even got him an iphone. Mate, you weren't even after his body like you do to others, which is why I took interest in him" she said, catching up with him.

"Shut the fuck up, Rosé. End it" he replied, pacing away again.

Rosé caught up after three minutes...

"Fine, he's super naive and quick to judge, he trusts too much and all that, but I saw the research you made about him yunno? He was blind completely till two years ago when he started using medical lenses to see, and the few places he has been to, it was Seokjin who took him or his mum, till he met Taehyung who was all nice to him...you don't expect him not to cherish those three people, and I really think Taehyung's sickness is gone so can you just...

"Stop it Rosé...I don't wanna hear any of it anymore. He's free to do whatever he fucking wants, I'm not gonna pry" he cut her off frostily, riding away from her again.

Rosé didn't follow him this time.

She stood still and watched him till he got to where Hoseok and Namjoon are at.

"Arsehole" she muttered, riding to join them.

"He'll be out in five minutes" Hoseok said, checking his wristwatch.

The target is a businesses woman, married but with several concubines.

She's with one of her men right now at the dinner house at the back of the rink.

They moved to the parking lot and located her car.

Craftily, Namjoon was able to open the door after punching some cracking codes into his tab.

Jungkook and Hoseok entered the car, hiding at the backseat while Rosé and Namjoon hid behind the car.

Two minutes later, the woman came out masked with her man friend, both grinning from ear to ear over something till they got to the car and climbed in at the same time.

They shared a kiss, and the man tried to start the car, but it was futile.

"What's happening?" The woman said and made to try it herself, but she was suddenly grabbed from behind.

Within an heartbeat, Jungkook's knife was slid on her neck, perfectly slicing her jugular, and her blood trickled down her chest as her life fell in front of the man.

He froze completely, and Hoseok grabbed him.

"You're unfortunate, shouldn't have been with her tonight" he muttered, sliding his knife on his neck too.

His breath seized as his blood mixed with the woman's on the ground, and the guys got down from the car.

"That was fast" Namjoon said, coming out from the back of the car with Rosé.

"It has always been, dummy" Rosé replied, and Namjoon chuckled as they got back in their car.

Jungkook texted a nail to Lord Kim as Rosé began driving.

Jungkook: Coast cleared.

They arrived at the estate at exactly 8pm, and Rosé was surprised to meet Jennie waiting under the tree by the road.

She stopped the car and rushed out.

"Why are you here Jennie? Any problem?" She asked, and Jennie sniffled.

"He doesn't sleep out, trust me, but I've been calling his line since he left for Taehyung's place at 6, but it's not going through. He said he was gonna take him to the hospital and return but it doesn't seem like it anymore" she shook her head.

Jungkook immediately got back in his car, and Hoseok joined him.

They drove into the garage like they didn't hear what Jennie just said.

"Wait...is it what I'm thinking?" Namjoon faced Rosé.

"It better not be" Rosé replied.

"What are you talking about?" Jennie asked fearfully.

"Joon, trace his line first" Rosé replied.

"My tab is in the car" Namjoon replied, and they had to rush into the garage to get the tab from the car.

Namjoon did the tracing, and immediately his location appeared on screen, he shook his head.

"This isn't good"

"The cemetery? How come?" Rosé said.

"Things might get worse if we take longer" Namjoon replied.

"What's happening you both are scaring me!!" Jennie started crying.

"Calm down Jennie... he'll be fine" Rosé assured though she's not sure herself.

Jennie wiped her tears and began praying inwardly as they left the estate.

*

MAIN MANSION*

Haeyung and Lisa are currently in the living room, watching the news together after dinner.

Yoongi came in looking moody.

"What? Thought you said you're sleeping at the second mansion tonight" Lisa asked.

"Only Kook and Hoseok came back, and I don't like those two. Joon and Rosé are my only favorites" he mumbled, and Lisa chuckled.

"Are you in love with Rosé or something?"

"Mum!" He gasped, and she laughed out as he sat with her, placing his head on her shoulder.

The next news made their eyes go back to the TV though...

The richest man in Korea is back in the country after several years in France.

He's the only one richer than the Jeon family in Korea... he's part of the Australian mafia, he's known all over the underworld, he has no family and no friends, he's a worldwide business tycoon too....all in one.

His name is Park Chahn Bahng, popularly known as Bang Chan.

His comeback was announced in the news, and Haeyung smirked.

"His proudness will be the end of him"

"Are you saying that because he's richer than us? I like him though, his aura is priceless" Yoongi replied, standing to go upstairs.

Lisa picked her phone and went online immediately, stalking Jungkook's page as usual.

She was smiling inwardly as she zoomed his pictures, and at the same time, Haeyung is into his phone, stalking Rosé's page.

He smiled, feeling a throb in his trousers.

*

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Jimin's lenses melted completely already, so when he opened his eyes, he had no idea where he was, but he's on a chair, and his arms are tied backwards so hard, the ropes almost eating into his flesh.

"Where...am I?" He mumbled fearfully.

"If you cooperate, we can do this the easy way young man" a thick male voice came, and Jimin blinked his blind eyes.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here!"

"Call me Mr. Kim, Taehyung's dad, and we're here to settle what happened tonight" the voice came again.

Ps: Taehyung's family is also Kim, they're different from Lord Kim, please don't mix both together.

"Taehyung's dad?"

"I'm here too, his mum" a female voice came, and he snickered.

"Are y'all criminals in your family? How could you kidnap me again after what your son did to me!!!" He yelled, his voice almost failing him.

"I'm a company man, and I make sure to take care of every hindrance on my way. What do you think will become of my company if it comes out that my son is a rapist?" Mr. Kim said, and Jimin smirked.

"Do I look like I care?"

"Maybe you'll care if we settle you with billions. What do you say? You and your mother can stop suffering around" Mrs. Kim said, and Jimin laughed despite his pains.

"Billions? Do I look like I need it? I don't need your money! Do you know who my father is? I'm getting your son arrested and nothing is stopping me ok? Bunch of psychopaths and...

He was cut short when Mr. Kim slid a chain on his neck, choking him with it.

"Ahh-hh!!" He gagged...

"You either take the money and sign an agreement then leave, or refuse it and rot in here" Mr. Kim said.

"Wait! The guys didn't bring his bag. I told you he has the shredded clothes, what if someone else sees it!" The wife suddenly said.

"You could have told the boys before they went for him!" The husband yelled.

The wife got her phone and made a call immediately, telling their boys to go look for the bag.

"You see, if you take the billions, sign an agreement that the moment you talk, we'd kill your mother, this will be easy, but you can chose to disagree and die right here..." Mr. Kim said again.

"Bunch of sickos!!! Don't touch my mother! Don't go near her!!!" He started crying again, and the chain was pulled on his neck, choking him again.

"Ahh--hhh!!"

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Namjoon and Rosé went to Taehyung's house first, but he wasn't there, so they came to the cemetery afterwards.

The first thing Namjoon noticed was Jimin's bag lying on the ground.

Immediately he pointed it, Rosé went for it and unzipped it.

The shredded clothes and pants fell out, and their eyes widened.

"Fuck" Namjoon muttered.

"We were wrong, Taehyung was never healed. Kook was right" Rosé faced him.

"What do we do? His phone is here there's no way to track him" Namjoon replied.

"Kook... Kook will have an idea" Rosé replied, and they turned to leave, only to meet three guys just coming.

The boys sent to get the clothes.

They stopped immediately they saw Rosé and Namjoon, their eyes settling on the bag with them.

"The fuck are you guys?" Rosé scowled, and they took to their heels, running off.

Rosé and Namjoon followed immediately.

*

JEON ESTATE, SECOND MANSION*

Jungkook's head is in shambles as he stood by the window of his room, shirtless and staring out of the window to the night sky.

There's no moon tonight, and there's no single star ... The air is also cold.

Obviously, it's gonna rain.

There's a vape pen between his lips which he's taking drags from, smoking away like he doesn't give a fuck, but does he really not???

No matter how much he tried to lock out the thoughts of the green dummy, he can't.

Control.

Focus.

Again, he lost those two completely.

Wasn't he supposed to have control over what he wants to think and have focus over what he wants to see?

Well, that doesn't work when it's about the dummy.

No one has the right to bounce into his space and invade his wall, but Jimin did it times without number which he'd surely pay for.

He promised to ruin Jimin, and he decided to give up last night.

He meant every word he said at the cemetery.

He won't be Jeon Jungkook anymore if he leaves this house for him tonight.

It'll only mean he's madly insane...he's outta his mind.

He puffed on the vape pen again, blowing out smokes as his neck tattoo glossed in the light.

He looks like a raging devil, a looming storm, an impending tsunami.

He swept his air back, closing his thoughts again, but then a loud thunder roared in the sky, and from where he's standing, he saw Jennie still waiting under the tree, crying.

An heavy rain started immediately, and he withdrew the pen from his perfectly pink lips.

Aaaand..  fuck it!

He strode to the drawer, picked his gun with his bandaged hand and left the room, rushing downstairs.

Hoseok is on the couch, drinking cognac from a cup, but he barely saw him.

He tried opening the door, but it won't.

"I knew you'd do this, so I locked it. You're not going anywhere, captain" Hoseok said, and he turned swiftly to him.

"Are you high on cheap drugs?"

"Maybe I am, but there's no way you're risking your life for the boy anymore. I know he's the one you caught at the initiation" Hoseok stood.

"So?" Jungkook came closer with a smirk.

"I won't allow you to go for him again, why the fuck would you even go with your bandaged hand, and it's also raining" Hoseok replied, staring at the hand.

"Since when did you start commanding my do's and don'ts?" Jungkook drew his words with a cutthroat calm.

"And I said you're not leaving, Kook" Hoseok insisted toxically, and that was it.

Jungkook was with him in the next minute.

He grabbed his neck murderously and hauled him backward, slamming his back on the door of the game room.

The glass door cracked and shattered to splinters immediately, hurting Hoseok's back.

Blood stained his white singlet slightly, and a trace also came out of the corner of his mouth.

Thunder boomed in the sky again, and a chilly air blew, freezing the atmosphere greatly.

Jungkook looks like a madman who just broke free, reeking of danger as his veins mapped his neck.

"Last chance, Hoseok. Open the fucking door...now" he muttered dangerously, his eyes reddening as he tightened the chokehold.

"Now!!!"

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TBC