🌼 WARNING ⚠️:

Depiction of Mature Content;

▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Murder 💀🪓
▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷
▪︎ Death 🪦👻

▪︎ Script related to Hypnosis WRITTEN IN THE BOOK is FICTIONAL. 👀 Has nothing to do with anyone's personal life and shouldn't be taken seriously.

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'The Principal Office' was written over a closed door while Han was standing outside with a bunch of other men, including Hoseok, biting his nails while trying to look inside the office by an indoor window but it was tinted like a mirror.

Jihyun wasn't there with them, probably was pushed away by Han but the latter was watching them from a far while being hidden by a wall.

"What will be happening inside?" Hoseok looked panicked, burying his eyes onto the window.

"You can't see in but they can see you from the inside" Han noted to Hoseok with a snicker and Hoseok abruptly got away from the window.

"Why you don't feel any sort of fear?" Hoseok complained to Han.

"My mother was a servant for madam Jane. So, I am working for Sire since he was six and I was eight. Nothing fears me anymore" Han replied with a shrug.

"Really? What Sire was like being a kid? Like how he raised Jimin?" Hoseok asked

"Nearly not" Han denied.

"Then?"

"How a kid can be who loved his father a lot but was just hated by him? Getting beaten and locked up in the house's underground sewer every night by his own father because he thought he was a threat to his throne" Han added

"Sire's father used to lock him in the sewer when he was a baby?" Hoseok asked with his wide dumbfounded eyes.

*Flashbacks*

"How long you will listen to your brothers?! He is our baby! You can't do that to him! He is just a child! How can he kill you for your fucking throne?!" Han listened to Mrs. Jeon's yells.

Eight years old Han being in a formal white baby attire, walked on the grassy frontyard of Jeon's mansion under the night sky. Listening to a baby's sobs coming out from a big sewer hole into the ground.

That sewer hole had heavy grilled lid on the ground with a lock installed on the lid.

Han just peeked into the hole to find a six years old Jungkook crouched down in the dark with just a little moon light scattering through the lid, hugging his knees, his sobs echoing the sewer.

"Han? Are you there?"

"I am here, Prince Jeon" Han assured while kneeling down and stowing his small hand into the lid towards Jungkook.

"I can't reach you"

"You can. If you will think you can. You will" Han emphasized and Jungkook stand up to climb that dirty metals installed on the wall like a staircase.

Jungkook managed to hold Han's hand and tried to inhale the fresh air from the grilled lid.

"There are mice" Jungkook complained to Han with a pout.

"Are you hungry?" Was all Han asked while taking out a small piece of bread he had on himself hidden and Jungkook nodded.

"Hey! What are you doing here?!" A man, probably a bodyguard, yelled while flashing a yellow flashlight on Han. "Get the fuck away from there!" That man walked upto Han.

"Please don't leave me alone here" Baby Jungkook told Han.

"I won't" Han assured as he clutched onto Jungkook's dirty baby hand tightly when that man tried to push Han away from that guttur lid harshly.

"Go to your mother" That man ordered but Han ignored him until that man stepped onto Han's shoulder to make him leave Jungkook's hand but Han just yelped but didn't let go.

That man kicked Han's shoulder harshly but when it didn't work, that man picked Han up by his waist and began pulling him away.

"No! Han?!" Jungkook called with his teary eyes when Han was forced to let go of Jungkook's hand and Han just tried to hold Jungkook's hand again while struggling into that man's grip.

"Prince Jeon!" Han protested when he was forced to leave Jungkook alone in that sewer.

"Han?" Jungkook called but got no reply this time. Too scared to look down in that dirty dark place, now being all alone in that smell and crawling friends.

*End Of The Flashback*

"Until he turned thirteen and became what his father feared the most. Though, he didn't kill his father, rather he was fond of his father only for a hope that maybe one day his father will look at him with the same affection but it never happened" Han stated to Hoseok who had his eyes teary.

Abruptly hugging Han's torso with all of his might.

"I didn't know you will throw yourself on me this sooner" Han hugged Hoseok back with a smirk until Hoseok made a stunned face and pushed Han away.

"Fuck you" Hoseok was complaining until he saw that tall younger man all dressed in a black suit, carrying Jungkook's walking cane, walking upto to them with his black hair parted from the side. His skin pure pale and soft.

"How has it been, Jin?" Han asked him and Jin smiled with a bow to Han.

"Sire ordered to give your responsibility back to you" Jin offered Jungkook's cane to Han and pecked Han's scar on his cheek.

"Butterfly took your side infront of Sire, I believe you are out of harm" Jin told Hoseok who uttured a relieved sigh.

"Sire said if I will give this back to you, you will know what you have to do" Jin added to Han who changed his gloves first before holding Jungkook's cane.

"Of course, I know" Han assured.

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A silver name tag of 'The Principal' written over, was placed on an office table.

Blood scattered right beside it on the table with a man (probably the principal himself) crying and yelping with pain, having his bloodied hand placed on the table over the blood. A long metal nail screw thrusted onto the back of his hand to the table.

"M-Mr. Jeon, we will... hold a... d-disciplining board m-meeting. That student will be filed with a legal fine" The Principal tried while clutching onto the wrist of his bloodied hand screwed to the table.

Jungkook was in his all black dress shirt under black vest, not wearing his long coat anymore. That pink roses tiara resting on his head casually as he smoked from his black cigarette stuck among his fingers carrying that black crystal chain wrapped all around them. When he was seated on a chair infront of the principal, at the desk.

"Jeon Jungkook doesn't like the word 'Legal'. I thought the donations I give for this whore of a place was enough to treat my pretty boy with a little more care," Jungkook started. Having Jimin seated on his lap. His hand snaked around Jimin's waist and his thumb caressing the soft skin on Jimin's naked waist (since Jimin was wearing a crop top), fondling the silver blade butterflies around Jimin's waist on his belly chain with his black painted nails.

Jimin had his sulking mad face on with his lips' corner still bloodied, resting his arms around Jungkook's shoulders, caressing the latter's jet black hair with his fingers softly.

"Did you think it was some sort of fucked largesse from Jeon Jungkook when some motherfucker can easily make his beautiful butterfly bleed and get away in exchange of some money? Thought so?" Jungkook asked until he heard the office door was open.

"Good afternoon, Principal Seon, why am I called here...?" That familiar bulky bully soccer player stated as he was lead into the office by Han casually until he walked up to saw that bloodied mess on the table and the Principal's hand kniled to the desk with the begging cries.

"The hell...?" The guy was utturing until Jimin turned his head to rest his chin onto Jungkook's shoulder and glare that guy up and a smirk with his bloodied lips.

The guy abruptly realized the situation he was in as soon as he recognized Jimin and noticed all those men in black suits standing around the room. He tried to ran back to the exit but Han locked the door close, blocking his way.

"What on earth you want?!" That guy panicked as Han grabbed him by his arm to twist it at his back, grabbing his neck from behind to pin him on the principal desk infront of Jungkook.

"Let go! Who the fuck are you people!?" He yelled and Jungkook just exhaled the smoke from his mouth while stubbing his cigarette on the table right infront of that guy's face.

"Is it him, baby?" Jungkook asked Jimin who nodded and Jungkook just pecked Jimin's cheekbone. "Now, go and wait outside for Sire, will you?" Jungkook whispered to Jimin as he patted Jimin's belly chain twice and Jimin stood up from his lap to leave the room, carrying Jungkook's long coat neatly tucked between his folded arms.

"Let me go! He started the fight" He complained while trying to break Han's grip on him.

I know he didn't. My butterfly never breaks a promise given to his Sire or else the way I have raised my boy, he wouldn't have left you in a single piece" Jungkook noted while standing up from his chair.

"We just wanted to have a conversation with you. Have a seat and some patience" Jungkook assured and Han shoved that guy in a chair infront of Jungkook.

"Nobody is happy about the social crisis you are causing to this world" Jungkook sighed while leaning onto the table infront of that guy. "I had been trying to have my butterfly put on some weight so that I squeeze him a lot but now that you made him mad, he will refuse to eat for a whole day" Jungkook tsked while gesturing Han to let go of that guy's shoulders.

"I don't consider myself a doctor but I will try to fix you" Jungkook assured while slowly making that black crystals chain get unwrapped from his hand, revealing that black'ish antique silver coin, dangling down.

Han went to stowed a ball of cloth into the principal's wailing mouth and wrapped a white cloth on the principal's eyes.

"W-What are you talking about...?" That guy looked confused, panting hard, looking at the principal and then at Jungkook.

"Shh... what's your name?" Jungkook asked gently as a whisper.

"S-Sin-joel"

"How pity to be raised this poorly, Sin-Joel" Jungkook commented and took out a silver pocket watch that had sapphire sparkling behind its glass, having a silver chain attached to his vest button. He placed the watch on the table, engulfing the silent room with its mild calm 'ticking' sound.

"I want you to relax, calmly listen and look into my eyes. Everything will be okay" Jungkook whispered assuringly as he bended down a little to be at the eye level of Sin-joel and look into Sin-joel's eyes without blinking them, making the latter to do the same unintentionally.

A few of Jungkook's men began to leave voicelessly with their gulps and the rest turned around to not face Jungkook anymore. Including Han who took out a white cloth from his pocket and wrap its ends on his both hands when he wasn't facing Jungkook.

"All you have to do is to let go of this fear" Jungkook told Sin-joel as a whisper and Sin-joel just blinked his eyes as he unknowingly was attracted to look into Jungkook's eyes.

"Nobody is going to harm you, I promise" Jungkook soothingly mentioned and Sin-joel's eyes looking back into Jungkook's, began to act like Jungkook's eyes. Not blinking his lashes like Jungkook. Staring deeply into Jungkook's eyes just like Jungkook.

"You are putting your confidence in me" Jungkook whispered, dangling his coin between their faces, making it rest still in the air infront their unbreakable eye-contact.

"You have put your trust down into my eyes" Jungkook added as he he slowly began to move his 1.5 inch coin like a pendulum between their faces. Without breaking the blinkless eye-contact with Sin-joel whose eyes had forgot to blink as well, looking back into Jungkook's evil-looking eyes. "Off from my eyes" Jungkook whispered and Sin-joel's gaze got shifted from Jungkook's eyes to that coin on its own.

"Where are you, Sin-joel?" Jungkook questioned but Sin-joel's blinkless eyes kept following Jungkook's coin as if he forgot to talk. "Where are you? Where were you? Where were you when you were needed the most?"

"In the kitchen" Sin-joel whispered back out of nowhere. His eyes following Jungkook's coin.

"Who called you?" Jungkook asked and Sin-joel's mind engulfed into a memory of sixteen years old Sin-joel hiding behind a kitchen counter, hearing his name being called as a cry for help.

"My friend" Sin-joel mumbled out with his blinkless eyes turning glassy, listening to Jungkook's watch ticking.

"You can hear the call but you aren't stepping out" Jungkook whispered.

And Sin-joel's mind found his sixteen years old self cupping his ears and hiding behind that kitchen counter, hearing those glass shattering voices as he peeked to find a guy similar his age getting beaten by two men in the living room. 'Where is our money?' One of those men yelled at that guy who pointed towards Sin-joel but Sin-joel hid down voicelessly.

"They can find me too" Sin-joel told Jungkook being froze as his eyes staring blankly to that slowly moving coin.

"Stay hidden and I will lift all of your guilts" Jungkook replied. "You are safe. Nothing is infront of you. You are seeing the shine. Don't you?" Jungkook asked and Sin-joel nod slightly. "The blithe moment. A beatific glowing place. What's the color of that shine?" Jungkook gently asked as Sin-joel's mind appeared to imagine his dead friend under those men's hands slowly began to disappear with his living room glowing a gold light.

"Gold..." Sin-joel whispered to Jungkook.

"Its turning dull. What color is it now?" Jungkook whisperedly asked.

"Dull gold"

"It is turning duller" Jungkook added and in Sin-joel's mind, the interior of his house began to disappear from his memory and the voices of those men yelling at his friend began to fade out with Jungkook's watch ticking.

"It is Grey now" Sin-joel replied.

"Towards the light"

"Silver"

"Bright?"

"Beige"

"Very bright..." Jungkook whispered.

"White" Sin-joel stated as if he was now standing in a white space.

"More bright" Jungkook noted.

"It is hurting my eyes..." Sin-joel had a slight frown now, being seated infront of Jungkook expressionlessly.

"As far as you can sight"

"No... It is hurting my eyes..." Sin-joel whispered back as his eyes began escaping a tear drop.

"Brighter and brighter"

"No! Please make it stop..." Sin-joel's blinkless eyes began to escape tears as he refused to look away from Jungkook's coin.

"I can't because its your guilt not mine... and it's more bright now" Jungkook smirked.

"Please! No! Make it stop..." Sin-joel cried, his body paralyzed with his eyes just following Jungkook's coin.

"I can't" Jungkook replied like a whisper.

"Then who can!?"

"You" Jungkook assured. "Its going inside you through your eyes those watched, ears those heard, on what you witnessed, on what you neglected. You let your friend die"

"No! No!"

"End it" Jungkook emphasized while slowly untucking his silver gun that had a 'Black Dragon' printed all over, from his back waist's holster. "End it before it ends you" Jungkook whispered.

"How to end it?" Sin-joel sounded impatient and Jungkook situated his gun's muzzle right under Sin-joel's chin and made Sin-joel's index finger rest under the gun's trigger guard.

"Push this guilt away with a finger before it engulf your world" Jungkook ordered and Sin-joel abruptly pushed the gun's trigger.

And at the same time, Han wrap that white cloth he had around Sin-joel's face. Sin-joel got out of Jungkook's haze as his eyes got hidden out by that white cloth but it was too late. A silencered suppressed gunshot was heard and the white cloth wrapped around Sin-joel's face was splashed and engulfed with red. Gotten drenched with his own blood since he shot himself.

"Who says Jeon Jungkook kills people? They kill themselves" Jungkook shrugged boringly while rolling his eyes and wrapping his coin back to his right hand.

"And that's how you learned to never ever dare to touch what's Jeon Jungkook's" Jungkook leaned down and emphasized to Sin-joel's corpse as he picked his watch from the table too, pausing that ticking sound it was making.

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Jihyun was leaned on a pillar on that open parking from a far when he watched Jimin stepping out to the campus drive way but he wasn't alone.

Jimin had hugged Jungkook's torso while walking side by side with him, resting his side face into Jungkook's neck. Jimin was wearing that pink roses tiara now instead of Jungkook.

Jihyun just looked at how Jungkook's black painted nails' hand had pulled Jimin closer by his naked lower waist on himself. Whispering to Jimin and making Jimin to giggle as Jungkook pecked Jimin's cheekbone with all of his might and squeeze him closer like a human plushie by his huge hand around Jimin's waist.

With those men all dressed in black, following them and Han carrying Jungkook's black walking cane right after.

Jihyun watched how Sin-joel's friends group chattering, standing by a car happened to look at Jimin who chose to ignore them.

Once Jungkook placed a black cigarette between his own lips, Jimin lit it up with a silver lighter that had a 'black dragon' printed all over.

But as they walked passed Sin-joel's friends, Jimin just placed his hand on Jungkook's back and raised his middle finger to Sin-joel's friends.

"Who exactly this man is to him?" Jihyun wondered to himself as he watched Jimin almost being carried away in Jungkook's embrace with Jungkook's men following them towards their black Rolls-Royce wraith.

Han opened the door of that car's backseats for Jungkook who got in first and Jimin got in after him only sat on Jungkook's lap instead of the car's seat, so casually as if they both were too used to of that.

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Iseul stepped onto that red rugged floor as he entered that cleanest opulent environment of that big casino, blinking and sparkling golds and emerald greens.

"Great. You are on time. Welcome to Sire's casino. It's your first business meeting with everyone as the boss of Nette, right?" Han noted as he saw the latter walking in with a few of his bodyguard following him with a silver briefcase.

"I thought Sire called me to talk about my marriage with the Butterfly since there are certain things I don't like about the rules he had sent" Iseul started and Han just looked at Jin who was leaned on a wall, looked back at Han and they both started laughing. "What's so fucking funny?"

"Nothing. Just focus on the business meeting for today" Han guided him the way as they walked through a metal detector looking frame but it was just there to spray disinfectant liquid all over them. Making Iseul to roll his eyes as he dusted his fine suit, looking irritated.

"Before you go in. Two important things for you to remember" Han started. "Never mention the word 'Sex' infront of the Butterfly like you did at the asking hand for marriage meeting that night. He doesn't know what it is"

"What? Seriously?" Iseul looked perplexed.

"Seriously" Jin replied.

"And what's the second thing I have to keep in mind?"

"Oh, yes. Never ever dare to look at Sire's butterfly infront of Sire the way you were doing that night. Even if he would be dancing naked on Sire's shoulder. Never Ogle. Never call him beauty, pretty, baby or anything that irks Sire's rage to slit your throat apart" Han assuringly noted while patting Iseul's shoulder.

Iseul just gulped as he nod, following Han further into the fancy casino hall room where the card tables were displayed with people playing by.

He was lead by Han to where he heard a roar of laugh by a casino poker table. With four men and a woman seated at with Jungkook, Iseul knew they were the leaders of all other five empires having the business meeting.

So, what a business meeting looked like was basically a mess of bets, drinks, women, bulks of money, diamonds and laughs with a little talk and forecasting about their business between the game at that table.

A yellow rose was tucked onto Jungkook's ear when he was busy smoking and laughing as he played the cards being in a black dress shirt under dark grey vest.

And then there was Jimin, looking like the most cleanest human on earth, peacefully sleeping with his side face rested under Jungkook's neck when he was seated onto Jungkook's lap. As if he was used to of sleeping in that much fuss. He was wrapped in a white cleanest fluffy blanket in Jungkook's embrace like a baby in slumber.

The outer corners of his closed eyes had an eyeliner drawn butterflies, his blonde hair looking all perfectly washed and parted slicked from the side. A silver thin chain dangling tiniest silver Crescent moons around his forehead going under his blonde hair bangs. No trace of wound could be seen on his lips but little swelling.

"My Sire" Iseul uttured as he caught Jungkook's attention and kneeled down infront of him abruptly.

"Have a seat at the game, Iseul. On a business meeting, my people sit with me" Jungkook ordered and Iseul did what he was told. While, Han stood right behind Jungkook, having Jungkook's black sinister cane to the ground.

"I thought no princes were allowed in tonight's meeting except for the Butterfly" Taehyung's mother (the boss of Coatyl) mentioned.

"Iseul just killed his father a few days ago. I was impressed so, I passed the leadership to him instead of his older brother" Jungkook noted and everyone on the table looked happy by Iseul's deeds.

"Did you bring samples?" Jungkook asked Iseul.

"Yes, My Sire" He abruptly replied while gesturing one of his bodyguard who placed a briefcase on the table infront of Jungkook and opened it to reveal six sections of velvet carrying glassed boxes filled with diamonds.

"They are refiner than before" A man noted.

"I changed the workspace thoroughly and fired all the previous staff working for my father" Iseul explained.

Jungkook just looked at the diamonds and took out a glassed box that had a pink pastel pink diamond tucked in.

"Guess we will be able to export diamonds more than cocaine this month. Iseul, I expect profit" Jungkook noted as he examined that pink diamond while keeping it on Jimin's skin first. "I am purchasing it" Jungkook announced while tossing one of those thick bundle of money placed on his side of the table, towards Iseul.

"So, what have you thought about marrying the butterfly, Iseul?" Taehyung's mother started as she smoked from her cigarette.

"I didn't know he would be thinking about such" Jungkook added, placing that glassed box of that diamond infront of the asleep Jimin on the table.

"I will definitely go forward with what you are asking for, My Sire" Iseul mentioned.

"I don't ask people, Iseul. I command them. Show me the profit in your business by this month and I will let you have my boy's hand in marriage... oh, let me rephrase it, increase the profit in the business and I will let you 'See' my boy's hand in marriage" Jungkook emphasized and Taehyung's mother laughed.

"Your laugh is so fucking ugly" Jimin complained in his sleep while hugging Jungkook's neck and burying face onto his shoulder, making Jungkook to laugh.

"Now that you are awake, look what Sire has for you" Jungkook made Jimin let go of his neck to look at that pink diamond.

"Oh, another present like you gave before escaping to Seongnam" Jimin complained demandingly while rolling his eyes and getting off from Jungkook's lap to stand up but Jungkook grabbed his wrist, only to pull him back with his legs now straddling Jungkook's thighs.

"Let me go. You love Seongnam, more than me" Jimin complained with a pout and Iseul just watched Jimin throwing that blanket off him to reveal his white sparkling one-shoulder cropped top, revealing his whole naked abdomen with his silver sparkling belly chain dangling those deadly butterflies around his upper waist, the waistband of his sexy sheer lace underwear revealed by his low waisted white latex pants. His silver gun with a 'black butterfly' printed all over tucked on his pants' holster.

And Iseul hadn't seen Jimin in a shirt that revealed his beauty like that and when Iseul looked further down to Jimin's tight pants on his hips straddling Jungkook's pelvis, he accidentally looked up and Jungkook was already glaring him while sipping upon his drink, making Iseul to abruptly look away.

"Sire only loves his butterfly" Jungkook whispered into Jimin's ear and Jimin simpered as Jungkook opened that glassed box to let Jimin have it in his hand. Pecking Jimin's neck and Jimin giggled.

"It's beautiful but not more than my Sire" Jimin whispered back. With everyone else busy with the cards shuffling, Iseul had his eyes to the game but ears to Jungkook's conversation with Jimin who had his arms wrapped around Jungkook's neck, only for Jungkook to keep pecking his cheekbones out of affection.

Jungkook simpered at Jimin's reply and squeezed him into his embrace, keeping his cigarette away from Jimin's skin. "I was away for a few days, so, my baby butterfly is just being love-sick, don't you?" Jungkook whispered

"Sleep with me tonight, my pretty Sire?" Jimin demanded to Jungkook while kissing that faded bite mark on Jungkook's neck playfully and Jungkook just exhaled out the smoke from his mouth. Though, Iseul's eyes widened even more, being froze.

And Jungkook just snickered as he lead his own glass of wine to Jimin's lips. Making Jimin to sip on it. And Iseul looked down at Jimin's hips being placed right between Jungkook's legs. "Of course, I will" Jungkook whispered back to Jimin and bit Jimin's cheekbone, making Jimin to uttur a giggling scream and Iseul just gulped.

As if somebody was actually stealing every favorite thing of Iseul from his house and he was forced to watch that.

"To make this game a little interesting, let's open the bet for anything" Jungkook stated to everyone.

"Anything?" Taehyung's mother questioned, confused.

"Sire, are you sure, it can be anything?" A man around Jungkook's age asked, having a young woman beside him, who supposedly was his wife.

"Of course, Mr. Yeong" Jungkook assured while scaring Jimin with his open mouth to eat Jimin's cheeks, making Jimin to laugh and scream and leaned back down the table behind him on the cards to keep Jungkook away by his shoulders. Almost resting his head on the table with his blonde hair scattered on Jungkook's poker cards.

Until Mr. Yeong mentioned, "I want to bet on the Butterfly. If I win, I want to hold his hand" The whole table went silent as Jungkook paused with his open mouth when he was about to bite on Jimin's chubby cheek.

Jungkook just situated his hand on Jimin's back to pull him back, off the table to himself, securingly.

"Fine..." Jungkook started before sipping upon his drink. "Let's bet, everyone. If Mr. Yeong will win he can touch my butterfly but if I win, Han will fuck Mr. Yeong's wife right on this table and Mr. Yeong will have to clap on the show" Jungkook emphasized as he casually smoked from his cigarette, making that woman sitting beside Mr. Yeong to look at Han who winked at her with a smirk.

Mr. Yeong's grin disappeared as his wife chose to leave before stowing her drink at Mr. Yeong's face and even when everyone else laughed, including Jimin who didn't even understand anything, Iseul was there patting his forehead with a napkin to get rid of that cold sweat as he watched Jungkook showering a hand full of diamonds on Jimin. Making Jimin to giggle even more when Jungkook's dark eyes weren't leaving Jimin's beautiful eyes turning into Crescents.

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