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▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Foreplay 🍼🍭
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Murder 💀🪓
▪︎ Nudity 🌷🖤
▪︎ Sex 🥂🦋
▪︎ Kisses 🧸🎀
▪︎ Sexual Tension 🧊💦
▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷
▪︎ Death 🪦👻
▪︎ 69 🌈😏
▪︎ E.T.C. 🖤🪧

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While, Han kneeled down. Making everyone in the Hall to kneel down before Jimin, except Mrs. Jeon, even the Lord himself kneeled down as he offered the velvet platter to Jungkook containing two rings.

Jungkook picked up one of those ring with a black diamond in the middle and words engraved underneath as Sire's Bride.

Sliding it into Jimin's gloved ring finger and Jimin just looked down at it and then at Jungkook. Completely Perplexed.

The Lord offered the platter to Jimin next. Offering Jimin the ring for the Sire.

But, Jimin just had a perplexed and stressed slight frown as he backed away from that platter. And, from Jungkook. Backing away from the chamber. Then, abruptly turned around to run the stairs up. Not running away or out of the house but up, towards his own floor.

"What a playful beauty" The Lord sighed as he watched Jimin running up the stairs with that all beautiful veil and flowy pants, standing now side by side with Jungkook who was doing the same but then glared at the Lord who nervously chuckled.

"I guess... my work is done," The Lord added, picking Jungkook's ring to make Jungkook hold it on his own self. "Hope to never see you again, Hyung" The Lord added to Jungkook.

"Jeon Jungkook is nobody's Hyung" Jungkook emphasized, his eyes still watching Jimin and the Lord sighed.

"I know, I'm just a creation of lust" The Lord admitted in a low voice.

"Aren't we all are?" Jungkook asked instead and the Lord just looked at him.

"So... you don't hate me?" The Lord looked surprised.

"I hate everyone" Jungkook stated while finally looking away from Jimin and turning towards his men. "Kick him out of my fucking house with all of his fucking jokers" Jungkook ordered his men and pointed all of the Lord's priests out too into the hall.

"My Sire, what about my daughter?" Mr. Shin complained, getting infront of the lord and the Sire.

"I'm going to sleep" Mrs. Jeon interrupted as she walked passed them all with a relieved sigh.

"Me too" The Lord added while leaving Jungkook alone with Mr. Shin. "Night Night, not my hyung!"

"What am I supposed to tell her, you already got married to someone else..." Mr. Shin looked perplexed.

"Include him into thrown aways too" Jungkook boringly added to his men who grabbed Mr. Shin by his arms. "The rest can enjoy dinner" Jungkook announced to his guests.

"Han" Jungkook addressed when Han was watching all of those men getting dragged out towards the exit and Mr. Shin fussing. But just Lord walking out without any men touching him.

"Yes, My Sire..." Han abruptly got attentive towards the man.

"Make sure Jimin's leg heal before I get him into laser scar removal. Go and clean his wound" Jungkook ordered. "I want his leg all pretty like it was" Jungkook added while walking away.

"My Sire..." Han interrupted his way. "What about the... I mean... should I send him to you afterwards... for the wedding... night?" Han hesitantly asked the man's intention in whispers and Jungkook just paused and glared at him unamusedly.

"I should go and clean his wounds" Han abruptly added on his own while gearing up to practically run away.

"Send him" Jungkook's words made Han pause from leaving as he just looked at Jungkook who remained expressionless as he turned on his heels and walked away.

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Jimin was running all the way upto his bedroom. Jimin abruptly got in and yanked those cage grill bars closed. Locking himself in.

He closed all the lights of his bedroom, even the nightstand lamps.

He just panted as he leaned back on the wall away from the door. Slowly sliding down on the floor only to hug his knees, having his eyes wide.

"I... I married him..." Jimin breathed out as if he just saw a ghost or something. "I'm really married to him?" Jimin questioned to himself. Panting unevenly.

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"I'm married to Sire... to my Sire? I'm married to him..." Jimin talked to himself, walking back and forth into his room with his hands folded at back.

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"Did I... marry him?" Jimin expressionlessly asked, curled into his empty waterless bathtub. "Just like that...?"

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"I'm married... to my Sire" Jimin mumbled, wrapped in the curtains of his room's window.

And then, breathed out a smile. "Yes... I'm married to him" Jimin grinned out, not believing it.

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"I'm married to Sire...?" Jimin whispered with a seriously confused frown while now lying under his bed on the rugged floor. Expressionlessly again.

"It's just a dream... it's just a dream... I will wakeup and everything will go back to how it was... right?" Jimin talked to himself.

"Bubbles?" Jimin heard Han's call and peeked at the man from the under of his bed.

While, Han tried to open the cage of Jimin's bedroom but failed. Checking the keys on himself but realized that he no longer have them. The last time he was here, the cage was open and Jimin had already escaped.

"Open up" Han told Jimin, holding a first-aid kit.

"I won't" Jimin replied while looking away.

"Sire's Bride, I know this wasn't the marriage you had in mind... but, now, you have stabbed your own ass with an arrow which wasn't meant for you. Who told you to go and bring the lord of the Rite Hall into this?"

"He just pissed me off by saying that he likes that whore..." Jimin argued with crossed arms.

"Well, speaking of that whore. She is a suspect against the foreign gang. This marriage was a play we were about to capture her actual father involve with the Smiths. Mr. Shin isn't probably her real father" Han stated.

And, Jimin slided his head out of the bed to look at Han.

"They locked me in my house to pretend that it was a real marriage and Sire locked you so that you don't create the fuss you just did" Han explained ahead.

"He was not... about to get married to her?" Jimin whispered, dumbfoundedly stunned.

"No. I got to know about it too just now" Han added.

"Well... was she important?" Jimin whisperedly asked.

"Yes"

"Actually... I... nothing... just I guess I have seen her grave somewhere..." Jimin bit on his nails.

"It's not my headache. But Sire's. He gave me a whole week off for rest, I know shit about the empire right now. Open the door"

"So... I got married on the side for nothing?" Jimin was still stuck on that with wide eyes.

"Yup. And, to the most dangerous, absurd, heartless and immoral man to consider a husband" Han counted with a sarcastic grin and Jimin just bit on his nails again. "Congratulations"

"Maybe I know what he did. A Wyvern can file a divorce within three days of marriage. So, he married me for now and..."

"No. He did not. Yes, a Wyvern's marriage is still a decision to make within 3 days and 3 nights but I know him. He won't file a divorce against you" Han shook his head.

"No?" Jimin gulped.

"No" Han emphasized.

"How can you say?"

"Because I know Jeon Jungkook more than Sire. As far as I can see... there is no turning back from this marriage" Han included. "Jeon Jungkook is your worshipper, a devotee, but Sire doesn't let him cross limits very often to remain the Prettiest Pretty Sire to you. Have you even seen how sometimes he looks at you without blinking his eyes?"

"Umm..."

"I bet you understood 0% of this whole conversation. Open the door now, I need to clean your wounds and inject, if you will get an infection, Sire will whoop my ass" Han placed the kit down on the floor.

"I'm bringing dinner for you, open the door. You will eat and I will do your bandage, okay baby?" Han asked.

"I'm not hungry" Jimin looked away with a sassy pout.

"You haven't eaten since afternoon"

"I won't" Jimin denied. Making Han to hold the bridge of his nose with a sigh.

"But how can he steal this cage's key... only I had it..." Han talked to himself, watching the cage's key lying inside Jimin's bedroom on the furry rugged floor.

"Hey! What do you think, I don't have another key?" Han flexed.

"You don't. I know that. You told it yourself once that this key is one and only so, in the case of emergency, nobody can remake another. The lock only opens with the original and I can stay safe, neither the bars are breakable. It means I will starve, will get infected and die, peacefully" Jimin decided, wrapping his blanket on himself while still lying under his bed.

"But... these clothes are so uncomfortable," Jimin looked down at his clothes. "Slide me my nightsuit from the below. I want to die in comfort" Jimin told Han who sighed.

"Well, Sire's Bride, it is a tradition and rule that only your Wyvern can remove your wedding attire" Han sarcastically stated with a sweet smile.

"What?" Jimin asked with his sudden red cheeks.

"Ahan. And, then you will have to sleep with him"

"What sort of the father you are, asking your son to go and sleep naked with a man" Jimin complained. Dramatically hugging the blanket on himself defensively.

"He is your husband. It's your wedding night"

"I just want my clothes, Hana"

"You can't change clothes until he takes them off. I can't break traditions"

"I can't let this be my ghost outfit. What if I catch cold?"

"Baby, You can't get sick when you are dead. But why on earth you want to die, Bub? You just got married" Han stressed upon.

"Because Sire hates me now" Jimin rolled his eyes.

"He is your Sire, he can never hate you" Han tried to assure.

"He does. I... wasn't about to make any lord stand before him. I had a chance but I was about to ask him... he left me with no other option... but I didn't know it was some mission impossible, now... I let him down. He told me to go to my room and I didn't... I... and I ruined the secret plan on the foreign gang..."

"It's okay, Jimin. Remember the last time, you were just checking Sire's gun and ended up shooting the head of the rival, Sire was there to meet after 12 hours flight. Sire wasn't mad at you at all" Han assured.

"I was just 16 back then. He didn't want to marry me, Hana. This is different. Also, I'm mad at him too. So, I won't step out of this room forever" Jimin looked away, stubbornly.

"Now you switched the statement. You are mad at him or he is mad at you? Which one is your problem?"

"I want him to watch me die because of the wound he gave me. So, Leave me alone. I will grow this infection and die on my own" Jimin turned on his side. Not facing Han anymore.

"Okay so... you are mad because he hit you, also didn't marry you romantically like you had imagined, and because he holds audacity to be mad at you, right?"

"Exactly, what does he think of himself" Jimin complained all of a sudden and Han sighed.

"This is your wedding night, Jimin. You can't lock your man out like this. Specifically when it's Sire. Also, this is the time when a man gets under his spouse's feet. Rule over him"

"Didn't you want me to stay away from him?"

"Without a commitment, yes, I did have issues. But, Now, you are his spouse. You have to sleep with him and have his babies now or eat them. I don't care anymore"

"Did he call me to be in his bedroom?" Jimin hesitantly asked.

"Kind of No but kind of yes. But, isn't it understandable? You have to go to him. To his bedroom. Obviously. You are his bride and tonight is his wedding night."

"I'm a Wyvern now. Equal to him. Why should I go to him?"

"Jimin, stop playing with fire. What if he asks me to send you in for the wedding night? It won't be a right thing to spread within the empire if you won't sleep with him tonight, he has a reputation to hold"

"Why its always about him? Fuck him, his reputation and the empire. I don't care. Jimin, himself is fire"

"My Sire..." Han abruptly kneeled down towards a direction with a hitched breath and Jimin abruptly geared up to get out of the bed's frame and run away but ended up hitting his head instead.

Making Han to start laughing and Jimin just keened his eyes at him unamused while holding his head. Obviously, there was no Sire.

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A roar of laughter echoed into the room of Sire's mansion. The glassed walls of the room displaying the mansion's club engulfed with red and blue lights flashing.

All of the gang leaders were seated at a round table by Jungkook who was spaced out, moving his drink into his glass slightly and staring at it aimlessly. Being in his black dress shirt under the vest and matching black dress pants, still in his wedding attire.

"Sire..." Jacqueline tapped the table infront of Jungkook who got back to earth. "I'm planning to retire early from the throne of Coatyls"

"And?" Jungkook casually demanded, sipping on his drink.

"It's my suggestion that it's time for Taehyung to take the throne" She announced.

"But, he didn't want to take the vows. I thought Kim Taehyung doesn't want to be a leader" One of those gang leaders mentioned.

"He doesn't. All he want to do is to fix a problem child once a day or listen to some old man's bed-life problems with his wife" One of them concluded and they all laughed out loud, making Jungkook to just grin as he lit up his cigarette and Jacqueline pass them an unamused face.

"My Sire," A man walked in to bow infront of Jungkook and leaned towards Jungkook's ear while the rest were busy laughing and talking. "Hee-mun's dead body is found near her house's backyard. Guess we have lost this target" The man whispered to Jungkook's ear and gave Jungkook a beautiful tender broken silver chain with a butterfly charm dangling by it.

Jungkook just looked at that chain belonging to his Butterfly and then at that man. And then, just sighed.

Meanwhile, Han was about to get into the room but he paused and turned around. "Okay, Han, you can do this..." Han told himself while patting his chest. "My Sire, actually Jimin isn't opening his cage..." Han practiced to himself. "My Sire, Jimin got trapped in... no... My Sire, it's a little difficult to understand but Jimin got the keys and locked himself in..."

"How did he get the key, Han?" Han mimicked Sire's voice next.

"I don't know? Maybe Vivi passed him... no... I think he stole it..." Han abruptly added from his side. "...Why do I always get fucked between these two?" Han clutched onto his hair with his gritted teeth and Jungkook just watched his back facing that glassed door doing so.

Until, Han finally took a deep breath and walked in to realize that he forgot the door was tinted black only from the outside. The inside people could see him.

He bowed to Jungkook with a gulp and Jungkook just stood with a warm smile.

"Can we have a word alone, Henchman?" Jungkook added, making everyone at the table to look at them and stand up to bow as Jungkook stood up and wrapped his arm around Han's shoulder. As if they were best friends.

Han looked a little concerned first but then grinned at Jungkook's hand placed on his shoulder as Jungkook lead him to a black glassed wine cellar.

They were now into the cellar all alone, Jungkook closed the door and turned to Han with a smile.

"Was it harsh earlier?" Jungkook asked in a soft voice, referring to the slap he given Han during the wedding ceremony, as he caressed Han's scar-ed face with the back of his hand.

"Not at all, My Sire" Han was saying until Jungkook suddenly slapped him across his face harshly by the back of his hand.

Making Han to fell down on the floor.

"Now?" Jungkook sarcastically asked with his gritted teeth and glare while Han nodded assuringly with the corner of his lips bleeding.

And, Jungkook grabbed his face by his one hand harshly. "Were all of your men at brothels when my Butterfly escaped?! Not only this house but he ended up reaching to Shin's place, killing that woman and then at the fucking Rite Hall, after getting the one and only key designed for his cage!?" Jungkook gritted out, holding Han's face up tightly. "His escape from home is getting frequent! I don't fucking care about the frequency but now they are fucking untraceable! Nobody the fuck gets to know where he was going! Neither I received any information! He could've gotten caught by The Faceless! Were all Drake-fey blind, Don't make me kick you off from the Henchman's seat if these people aren't in your fucking control!"

"My Sire... I beg your pardon... It won't happen again" Han managed to breathe out and Jungkook harshly pushed him away, letting him go and stomping out of the cellar to go back to the round meeting table with the other gang leaders.

Han fixed himself, wiping the blood off with a napkin and walked after Jungkook. Both of them acted as if nothing happened.

Jungkook joined the laughter filled meeting again and just eyed Han to come closer.

Han approached the man and bended down to Jungkook. "Is my Butterfly sent to my room already?" Jungkook asked, casually taking his cigarette back from Han only to toss it away.

Han just gulped and Jungkook lit up another black cigarette tucked between his lips by his silver (black dragon printed) lighter.

"My Sire, Butterfly has locked himself in his cage and isn't letting me clean his wounds either. Neither taking the tetanus injection. He can get a severe infection especially when he hasn't eaten anything since afternoon. He said he wants to die and leave you with guilt" Han whispered to Jungkook who just exhaled the smoke and leaned back into his fancy black dragon embossed couch chair.

"What's the issue?" Jungkook asked. Calmly.

"He doesn't want to... come to you... to sleep with you" Han hesitantly replied and Jungkook just poked his inner cheek with his tongue.

"He said he is mad. This wasn't the wedding he wanted. And, you had hit him and yelled at him too... he said he didn't like that either" Han noted ahead and Jungkook just looked at him.

"Typical spouse behavior already" Jungkook sighed the smoke out.

"The hawk of Sire's shoulder. Always murmuring in the ear" Jacqueline interrupted as she taunted Han. "Bitching about me again?" She asked Han.

"It wasn't about you this time, rest assured" Han replied. With a sarcastic fake smile.

"Han" Jungkook mentioned as he kept looking at Jacqueline. "What was the Detective's name, you are too fond of and wants to keep?" Jungkook asked, creating silence at the table.

"Dorian, My Sire" Han confidently replied.

"You want to bring a detective into the empire?" One of those leaders asked. All of them stunned.

"If you lacerate the wings of a bird, it can't fly" Han replied with a shrug.

"And how will you lacerate his wings? He can be a threat to anyone while being married to the Henchman of the empire"

"I have my ways. It's none of anyone's business as long as Sire approves" Han added and looked at Jungkook who remained still, smoking from his cigarette.

"When is the wedding, Han?" Jungkook asked Han instead and Han smirked with happiness.

"Soon, My Sire. Probably in a few coming days" Han grinned the sentence out.

"Well..." Jungkook started. "Kim Taehyung haven't hit a single jackpot to be considered as a Coatyl's Next Leader. I'm afraid the bloodline will pass to my Henchman Coatyl Lee Kaza-Ruki Han" Jungkook emphasized casually.

"How afraid, My Sire?" Jacqueline asked.

"Very afraid" Jungkook replied. "Probably on Han's official wedding, not talking about those that he did for a few days and kill his spouses. The real wedding gift for my Henchman from my side is the thrown of Coatyls" Jungkook announced and Jacqueline suddenly snapped.

"Taehyung is your cousin, how can you pass the gang's leader seat to a lowlife, Taehyung is the crown-prince" Jacqueline argued.

"I'm like a whore, I go where I see money, Jacq" Jungkook shrugged casually, making all of them to laugh. Including Jacqueline.

"I'm a hand to mouth, man" Jungkook added. "12 billion is only spend on my Butterfly on daily basis, just random things he asks for, from head to toe. And the rest 12 billion he tears out of boredom"

"Han brought my ship back worth Sextillion, because of him I can afford keeping my doll now. Han deserves to run his own gang" Jungkook stated.

"But..." Jacqueline tried.

"Go, get your Dorian, Henchman. Your wedding day will be interesting" Jungkook patted Han's back, dismissing him and Han just bowed with a smile as he walked passed the table.

"Low life" Jacqueline muttured out loud, rolling her eyes as Han walked passed her. Making him to pause.

"Beware, this lowlife can take your life..." Han politely replied as a threat and Jacqueline suddenly slided out her gun from her waist holster, standing up out of rage to aim it at Han, making Jungkook's standing men to lift their submachine guns at Jacqueline. Until, Han slided out his machete from his coat's back and placed it on her neck swiftly, making a small group of men to raise their guns back at Han and Jungkook's men.

"Now, I should be excused," Jungkook stated with a bored eye-roll, standing up from his position, "I have to start sleeping early from now on. Need to prolong my current appearance. I have a 12 years younger spouse now to please" Jungkook walked passed them, unbothered.

"Give him a thigh-job he might be pleased" Jacqueline suggested to Jungkook, forgetting her fight while harshly pushing Han's machete aside by its blade. Making all of them to laugh.

"I might take one from him" Jungkook noted.

"Who would go for his thighs before that Bubble-butt..." One of those leaders were saying until that sharp black knife slit his throat apart with a sudden jolt from behind as the Sire walked passed him from behind.

Creating a bloodied mess on the table as the man gags with his open throat and struggle to die on that glassed table, falling down into Jungkook's feet.

"What's the point of Jeon Jungkook being a husband when any motherfucker can talk bullshit about his spouse" Jungkook muttered while placing his foot on that dying man's side face on the floor and walking out of the room.

The room remained silent for a good long minute even when Jungkook had already left.

"Now we have to find a leader for Whites as well" One of them broke the silence, looking at the corpse.

And, they all roared out a brusting laugh, rolling on each other.

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The growls from his stomach, made Jimin to hold it. "I know..." Jimin talked to his stomach while peeking out of his bedroom.

Jimin slided the cage grill of his bedroom open voicelessly.

"Did this motherfucking Hana really leave me to die?" Jimin whispered to himself, stepping out of his bedroom, placing his barefoot, with that 'Sire's Butterfly' black sparkling anklet, out.

Not wearing his veil anymore, neither the forehead chain, nor any jewelry over, just his wedding ring, no makeup, his golden blonde hair messy as if he just took a nap but still in his one shoulder Silk-Chiffon jumpsuit, revealing his burnt mark passed his thigh from his one slitted flowy pant.

Jimin walked out of his bedroom floor, going towards a beautiful fancy big terrace.

Jimin just held those fancy baluster railings of the terrace, decorated with flowers too, displaying the view of the house's backyard. Jimin just looked at the colorful city view infront of him passed those dense trees. Quite a far.

Colorful tiny blinking lights sparkling on those far away skyscrapers of Seoul, hovering passed those dark long trees of Sire's backyard.

"How it must feel like to live there...?" Jimin closed his eyes as he inhaled the fresh oxygen deeply. His blonde hair scattering all over due to the wind as he formed his dry-bloodied-bruised corner of the lips into a smile.

And, then opened his eyes to look up at the full moon. Making his beautiful honey brown eyes to glisten in the dark.

"Why do I feel this way...?" Jimin whispered to the moon. "Why I'm not happy... atleast, I should be happy tonight... but, I'm not feeling anything... as if I'm in grieve of something that happened in the past but I don't have memories..."

"Was really marrying to Sire an issue of life and death to me? Because now since it is done, I feel empty. Nothing to think about. Nothing to feel about...? But, he is my Sire and... I always wanted to get married to him. But why? Why I wanted to marry him...? Because I love him?... yes, I do... but I don't know how to love romantically. Do I? I mean... what should I do after getting married to him... what next? How to behave infront of him or... how to be with him...?" Jimin questioned to the moon.

"Puppet..." Jimin whispered with a sudden soft frown. "I'm puppet. I just do what Sire says, feel what Sire says, listen what Sire says. That's why I don't have... feelings right now because Sire hasn't told me what to feel... right? Once he will tell me, I will be normal, right?" Jimin assuringly asked the moon that only remained still over Jimin in the sky among clouds, all alone.

"Oh, you never reply," Jimin realized, sarcastically. "You are just like me, a puppet... of Your Sire"

Jimin told the moon, sitting on the edge of those baluster, crossing his one (practically naked) leg onto another (clothed one) quite gracefully.

Moving his feet back and forth leisurely, making his flowy pants' fabric to move along with the wind.

Until, Jimin looked down to find Jungkook talking to one of his men as he was walking towards the backyard door to get inside the mansion, holding a digital tablet. The man being in a black on black vest and dress shirt over black pants, same outfit from the wedding too, like Jimin.

Right on that same moment when Jungkook also saw Jimin casually sitting on the terrace baluster. And, paused walking.

They both just stared at each other being frozen for a good minute, before Jungkook shove the digital tablet he was holding at that man beside him and Jimin collected his flowy attire.

They both geared upto for an abrupt run.

The Sire ran all the way inside the house as if there was no tomorrow while Jimin ran all the way back to the corridor leading to his bedroom, as if there was no tomorrow.

Jimin ran passed the hallway to find Jungkook who could be seen running the staircase up with big leaps. Making Jimin to scream and run faster than before.

Not looking behind, Jimin practically threw himself into his bedroom and harshly slided his grilled cage door close only to find those familiar black painted nails grabbing those grills but Jimin had already locked them close.

Backing away abruptly, Jimin discerned his Sire beyond those grill bars, locked outside, panting a little as he rested his hands on his waist.

While, Jimin was also panting hard, looking back at his Sire who was doing the same. Having his hands rested on his waist as he just stared at Jimin who stared back.

Ogling Jimin's beautiful glistening eyes down to his chokerless neck down till his neckline. Even without any jewelry, Jimin was looking exactly like a bride.

Jungkook quirked his eyebrow at Jimin demandingly and Jimin just shrugged innocently.

Making, Jungkook to shove his hands into his pants pocket while poking his inner cheek with his tongue and Jimin rolled his eyes sassily while walking away into his room towards his bed.

Jimin sat on his bed casually, completely ignoring the Sire who kept looking at Jimin from the outside of the room and walked away. Leaving the boy alone.

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Detective Park, being in his motel room, placed a bowl of cat food infront of Soo who was in a baby pink onsie.

"Why aren't you eating?" Detective Park complained and Soo just kept looking up at him, licking her mouth as if she was hungry but wasn't interested in the cat food. Wiggling her tail.

"No more chicken, Soo. We have to live in the budget now. Get used to of this" Detective Park directed in a low voice while rubbing her ahead assuringly as he went to be now infront of a narrow bathroom. "I will get you chicken once I will get my paycheck for this month, till then we have to live on breads or ramen"

Taking his turtle-neck shirt off and unbuckling his pants to yank them down too with his boxers, down to his feet and went inside the small shower cabin. Not bothering to close the bathroom's door as he was alone.

While, Soo was just aimlessly watching her shocking pink rubber duck toy thrown onto the bathroom's floor, with her tilted head.

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Han was sunk into a comfortable looking desk chair, being at a glassed desk, shirtless, had placed his black jeans' legs on the table.

Having his laptop open infront of him.

The laptop's screen illuminating Han's scar-ed face in the dark, as it was displaying that shocking pink rubber duck thrown onto a bathroom's floor. And those beautiful legs standing beside it. The shower water gushing down from them to the floor.

The noise of the running shower and Detective Park's mild voice humming echoing Han's bedroom room.

Han scrolled up on the mouse-pad(), making the screen of his laptop to now began displaying Detective Park's naked knees from behind.

Han just had an expressionless face or there were expressions, of lust, as he scrolled the camera up further to display the man's naked hips.

Further up to his smooth soft back upto his shoulder, watching the man washing his hair.

Han leaned closer to his laptop only to rub his fingers on Detective Park's lips aggressively. Having his own mouth open as he caressed the man's wet lips on the screen. Down to his neck sparkling water along with that amber diamond pendant white gold chain around his neck.

Han licked onto his own finger tip.

While, Soo on the other side, with that red collar on having a particular Christmas bell hanging from her collar, rushed away towards her food bowl. Turning around. Making her collar bell to face her food.

And, Han tsked with an irritated hiss as his laptop was now displaying that ugly brooth of cat food but Soo just sniffed it and sat by it. Still not facing Detective Park, neither eating her food.

Detective Park turned the shower off and grabbed a towel.

Opening a drawer to take out Han's black dress shirt... caressing it and resting his side face onto it.

Being now in a white silk pajamas set with matching button-up shirt, Detective Park wore the black dress shirt over and walked over to Soo.

"Aren't you so stubborn?" Detective Park questioned the cat with a smile as he picked up Soo and went to the small kitchenette into his room. Taking out a leftover bowl of salad which was his dinner.

Making Han to watch the view along with Soo as Detective Park began separating chicken pieces from his salad. Placing them into a newly washed pink kitten bowl.

"Here, happy now?" Detective Park asked, placing Soo down to the countertop of the kitchen and she began munching onto the chicken without thinking twice.

"We need to fix it..." Detective Park mumbled to himself. Watching his 'Cat' wildly and aggressively eating the chicken as if she hadn't eaten for days. "Her appetite is getting bigger and bigger..." Detective Park looked dumbfounded as the cat was already done with the chicken pieces and was now looking at Detective Park for more.

The door was knocked loudly and Detective Park flinched.

He gulped as he left Soo to check it. He mildly opened it before peeking from the peephole.

It was the drunk motel owner, trying to maintain his balance.

"You live downstairs. Not here" Detective Park guided the drunk landlord.

"What about tonight? Don't want to come downstairs for a drink?" The landlord asked instead, hovering the door and Detective Park sighed.

"No. Thank you" Detective Park tried to dismiss him with a smile but he didn't let go of the door.

"Come on... you never come out... not when I'll give you a 50 percent discount in the room's rent?" The man tipsily asked while caressing his palm over Detective Park's revealed collarbone by his sparkling white-gold amber necklace. Then, caressed his skin with the back of his hand.

And, Han's eyes frowned at the screen with a glare.

"No, thank you. I don't want it" Detective Park practically but quite mannerly push the man backwards and slammed the door close. Locking it.

Continuing to give his attention back to his dinner and his cat.

But, Han's glaring frown was still onto that closed door of the room.

Han caressed the table like how the man did touch Detective Park's neck, with a mad glare.

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A lot later at night. (Passed Midnight).

Jimin's whole bedroom corridor and Sire's most of the house was drenched in darkness, just Jimin's bedroom dim night lamp was on, of his nightstand. Illuminating the bedroom with gold hues.

Jimin was lying over his stomach, being in his same black flowy wedding attire, having his chin rested on his hands, on the pillow. His bleeding arm had dried and wasn't looking quite appealing along with his burnt thigh.

Jimin just had a mad pout out of hunger until he heard footsteps in that all silent dark corridor. And, Jimin could differentiate the steps sound of those familiar dress boots.

Jimin sit up, alert. Keenly watching the dark corridor through his bedroom's cage door. Still being seated on his bed.

Making Jimin to peek towards the door from his arm to find his Sire walking upto Jimin's room front. Holding two huge boxes of pizza and two more boxes resting on them, with a huge blue roses bouquet.

The man was now in a black on black cheetah print embossed robe over matching pajamas. His raven hair looking damped and rolled back with just a few pieces of his hair on his forehead.

He didn't even look at Jimin. Being infront of Jimin's cage door, he leaned on the wall and slided down to sat on the rugged floor of the corridor casually. Outside of Jimin's bedroom.

Jimin just keened his eyes as he watched the man opening one of those boxes with his bandaged black painted nails' hands, revealing a huge cheese sizzling pizza.

Jimin just gulped and licked his bottom lip as his Sire picked up that stretchy cheesy slice and bit upon it. Stretching the melted cheese from his mouth.

Until, the Sire looked up and Jimin abruptly looked away.

Jungkook picked up another box and opened it to reveal a bunch of fried chicken cheese nuggets pieces with cheese slices melted on top.

Jimin peeked at the man again, watching him bit on one of those fried chicken leg-piece. Wiping the cheese residue from the corner of his lips with his black painted nails.

Looking up again at Jimin who looked away.

Jungkook slided that bouquet of roses inside Jimin's cage door from the bottom. Making Jimin to roll his eyes away and lie back down on the bed. Making the man to face his hips.

Jungkook cleared his throat and slided the another still closed XL pizza box inside next. Making Jimin to eye him with a mad glare.

Jungkook then slided one of those still packed box of fried chicken inside. Jimin just checked his nails sassily, not giving any attention.

Jungkook glided a big covered box of chocolate cake inside next and Jimin just sit up but didn't come any near.

Another box containing a heavy cheesy burger with loaded fries but Jimin still refused to bother.

Jungkook then leaned another giant food parcel box inside, taking off it's lid to reveal it to be filled with warm sizzling white sauce chicken cheese pasta.

Jimin just eyed towards the door.

Then, sit up slowly and sassily get up from the bed, walking upto the door but then paused and picked up those keys of his cage from his nightstand and lock them inside the drawer. Securing them.

Jimin sassily walked up to the grill bars door only to step onto those roses brought by his Sire and rolled his eyes as he kneeled down on the floor by those things.

Making Jungkook to rest back, leaned on the wall and watch Jimin going for the pasta first, searching for something until Jungkook picked up a fork and offered it to Jimin.

Jimin looked a little not so fond of the idea as he sassily hold the fork held by the man. And, Jungkook let it go, letting Jimin have the fork. Peacefully.

Jimin comfortably sat down on the fluffy rugged floor of his bedroom and began eating the pasta, opening the pizza box to pair it with the pasta. Picking up each fries on each time he took a spoon full of pasta.

Making Jungkook to just watch him eat as if he hasn't eaten since ages. Traveling his eyes down on Jimin's slitted pants, stretching to the point of tearing while trying to cover the boy's thick pelvis but failing. Casually revealing the side of his groin.

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Into the parking of that familiar motel, under the night sky, all vacant from people, Detective Park's landlord pulled up his car and ended up hitting the stop barrier by his car's bonnet.

He got out of the car, being completely tipsy, holding a green glassed bottle of alcohol as he checked his car's ruined bonnet. "Fuck it!" He hissed while kicking his car.

And, turned around only to get a harsh punch on his face.

"Who the fuck..." The man ended up falling on the bonnet of his car while cussing. Having his nose bleed now.

The man stood up from the bonnet and took out a pocket knife from his pants and tried to attack back but earned another slap from the back of a man's hand, getting slammed onto his car's bonnet again. Unable to see who it was.

"Who are you?! What the fuck you want?!" And, the landlord struggled when his face was pinned onto the car's bonnet and he watched that man taking out a black machete from the back of his neck.

"N-N-No, No. No. No..." The Landlord yelled when that man pinned the lanlord's hand to the car's bonnet by his face as well and began hovering his machete over it's wrist.

"Let me go... no... Don't! Don't!" The landlord begged while shaking his head in denial.

But, The landlord screamed out of pain when with a sudden vigorously hit that machete chopped his wrist. Creating a bloodied mess on the car's white bonnet with red and that man's scream echoing the silent highway area.

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Detective Park and Soo were lying in bed. Both of their's stomachs growling out of hunger but they were just playing with a small pink ball by tossing it to each other on the bed. Lazily.

Until, they both heard that haunting scream of pain.

Detective Park abruptly sit up on the bed as Soo also got startled and ran to be now on his lap, making Detective Park to securingly hug her.

Detective Park abruptly switched off all the lights of the room and crouched down by the bed on the floor. Away from the door. Only his diamond pendant and Soo's eyes glistening in the dark.

They both remained still for about a few minutes, then slowly began to sleep in that position leaned by the bed's nightstand, having each other's faces rested on one another until they both flinched by that loud door knock.

As if somebody just slammed on it by his fist.

Detective Park voicelessly slided up from the floor and picked up a kitchen knife from the kitchenette counter, holding Soo in his other hand as he slowly walked closer to the door only to eye into the peephole.

Finding no one standing out into that dark open mezzanine grills path.

Detective Park gulped and slowly unlocked the door, keeping the knife firm which was actually not more useful than a butter knife.

He dared to slightly open the door to peek out but there was no one. But found atleast twelve polythene shopping bags rested on his doorstep. Filled with groceries and meat.

Soo abruptly flung down from Detective Park's arm and began sniffing into them while Detective Park just looked around. Keenly watching the vacant place.

"No... we can't keep these things..." Detective Park decided, asking Soo to get in but Soo just looked up at him with her innocent puppy eyes.

And, Detective Park sighed. Defeated.

"Fine..." Detective dragged those grocery bags inside only for Soo to attack them. "Okay... okay... let me..." Detective Park tried to snatch the bag filled with meat but Soo didn't give up.

"Let me... wash and boil it..." Detective Park succeeded in snatching the bag but only had placed it into the sink and Soo jumped up onto the countertop of the kitchenette and got all over that bag into the sink, ripping it by her teeth and munching onto the fresh bloodied meat.

"Oh... okay fine. Eat..." Making Detective Park to give up with a sigh. "This cat is getting really carnivorous..." Detective Park left Soo to tear into that meat.

While, he checked other bags to reveal, lot of more chicken, tuna, salmon, beef, sausage, ham, steak, bacon, everything sliced into decent portions as if it was not for some cat but human, as if the meat Soo was having, was only for her. As it was quite messily chopped. Unlike these bags.

Detective Park dig into other bags and revealed bread, bagels, Butter, cheese, boiled eggs, macaroni, noodles, popcorn, crackers. Pasta sauce, peanut butter, Black pepper, oregano, cinnamon, sugar, olive oil, ketchup, mayonnaise, cooked rice. Potatoes, onions, carrots, peppers, tomatoes, cucumbers to bananas, grapes, oranges and strawberries.

Everything a baby lioness and a man could need from cooking salt to flavored and non-flavored milk and juices. Band-aid, cleaning alcohol, pain killers, antacids. Shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste, dental floss and even boxed ice-cream.

"Okay... I don't think they belong to us... really?" Detective Park tilted his head at that animal shampoo bottle stating 'for white furs'.

"No... this is so wrong, we can't keep someone's stuff like this..." Detective Park talked to Soo only to realize the baby lion was already done with her food.

"You ate the whole bag?!" Detective Park looked dumbfounded and Soo began discovering other bags just for curiosity and ended up throwing a bag out of that counter.

Making Detective Park to grab it before it could crash onto the floor but everything from the bag fell onto the floor, which was just fruits but Detective Park frowned as he found that beautiful big bouquet of yellow tulips falling onto the floor with those fruits.

Detective Park raised his hand slowly to those tulips and picked them up with his shaky grip as his eyes began to fill up with tears, panting a little as if he was about to have a panic attack.

Lifting the lid of that small card tucked on those flowers. Detective Park had a tensed frown as he opened that card with his trembling fingers.

But that card revealed to be empty. No words written. Making Detective Park to finally breathe which he didn't know he was holding, as he squeezed close his eyes out of relief, making his tears to rush down from his eyes. As he panted.

"It's just in my head... it's just in my head" Detective Park repeated in whispers to himself while patting his heart.

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Jimin licked the last residue of white sauce from that huge pasta container which was now completely empty. Empty like all of those fried chicken nuggets boxes and the XL large pizza box with just one half huge slice left to be eaten. While, the whole burger with those fries were all gone as well as if they were never there.

While, Jungkook was still leaned on the wall outside, watching Jimin eat the last leftover pizza slice.

Jimin just looked up at Jungkook when he was done with the slice too. Sliding all the empty boxes out back to his Sire.

Jungkook patted his own stomach and quirked his eyebrow at Jimin demandingly, asking if he was full or wanted more.

Jimin just rolled his eyes as Jungkook scooted closer to Jimin's cage, onto the rugged floor. Jungkook took out a small velvet box from his pocket infront of Jimin and opening it to reveal a beautiful white diamond ring. Displaying it between them.

Jimin sighed as he refused to look at it or at his Sire.

Jungkook tossed that ring away and began finding something into his another pocket, taking out a beautiful even more sparkling white diamonds filled anklet, displaying it infront of Jimin. And, Jimin just turned his face away.

Jungkook tossed that anklet away too harshly and shoved his hand into his pants pocket again to take out a beautiful even more heavy-duty white diamonds drenched necklace. Grabbing it with both corners from either sides to let Jimin see it properly.

Jimin rolled his eyes sassily and lie down on the furry rugged floor of his bedroom. Completely ignoring his Sire.

Lying down straight, facing the ceiling of his bedroom. Having his legs parted casually.

Making, Jungkook to just watch him and lie down too like Jimin. Just those cage bars between them when Jungkook lied on the rugged floor of the corridor. Facing Jimin. Through the cage bars.

Jungkook took out a red rose from his pocket next and extended it inside Jimin's cage, offering it to Jimin.

Lying side by side to each other but just those cage bars between them. Jimin turned onto his side too slowly. Just looking at each other.

Not accepting the rose.

Jungkook just stared at him as if he was mesmerized, making Jimin to look away and doodle on the rug with his finger, not minding his leg being fully revealed till his hips by his pants' slit.

Both of them facing each other as Jimin closed his eyes to sleep, making Jungkook to just watch him.

Holding the rose still, Jungkook himself began to fall asleep. Both of them lying on the floor.

But then,

A sudden short sound of a beep engulfed between them with the sound of Jimin's metal cage door unlocking on its own. Probably out of a technical problem.

Making Jimin and Jungkook to open their eyes and just look at it and then at each other. Both of them not believing it for a good long minute.

But then, Jimin's breath hitched as he suddenly gear up to push close it back and Jungkook abruptly slided out his black knife to stow it between the wall and the door frame. Preventing it from getting locked again when Jimin pushed the cage to the wall in order to lock it.

Due to Sire's knife, the cage door refused to lock into the socket and Jimin just screamed while backing away on the floor as Jungkook opened the door wide and hovered it.

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"Let me go! Leave me alone!" Jimin was struggling over Jungkook's shoulder when the man was climbing the stairs up to his own floor.

Hitting Jungkook's back and pulling the man's hair with all of his might but Jungkook didn't seem to care as he had grasped onto Jimin's hips by his just one arm.

Two of Jungkook's men standing out of Jungkook's bedroom and Jungkook eyed them to leave. And they both bowed, leaving Jungkook's bedroom corridor.

Jimin's eyes widened at Sire's bedroom as Jungkook walked into his bedroom, red roses and candles all scattered around the room and the bed had all black sheets with rose petals decorated all over.

"Let go! No!" Jimin fussed when Jungkook tossed Jimin on his bed.

Jungkook closed the door and Jimin backed away on the bed.

Jimin abruptly tried to get off but Jungkook pinned him to the bed by his neck.

Unwrapping his black crystal chain off his hand, Jungkook grabbed Jimin's ankle from his other hand, making Jimin to wiggle his legs in all possible way to not let Jungkook wrap his chain on his ankle.

Jungkook kneeled up on the bed and hovered him. Placing his knee on Jimin's (unwounded) thigh to control Jimin's struggles and succeeded in chaining Jimin's wounded (left) leg to the bed frame by his ankle.

Then, opened his nightstand drawer to take out a black silk ribbon and grabbed Jimin's right hand and tied it up to the bed's headboard.

Jimin just panted as he watched Jungkook's nightstand carrying a first-aid kit and an already prepared injection.

Jungkook let go of Jimin and picked up that first-aid box.

Jungkook sat down beside Jimin's thigh on the bed and took out a liquid gel bottle from the box, Jimin just wiggled his leg but couldn't get it away since it was tied. Jungkook applied the gel on Jimin's thigh and Jimin hissed with a whimper. Making Jungkook to pause his hand away from Jimin's wound and do it quite gently then.

Wrapping a none sticky bandage around Jimin's thigh, Jungkook succeeded in cleaning Jimin's dried bleeded arm as well. Bandaging it properly while Jimin was continuously a fussing mess.

Jungkook got up from the bed to grab the injection next.

"No! Not the injection without Hana!" Jimin panicked.

"It's necessary... or else you will get an infection" Jungkook kneeled up on the bed, straddling Jimin's struggling legs. And, Jimin placed his (free) foot onto Jungkook's chest. Not letting Jungkook come any closer by his one free leg.

"Behave!" Jungkook shouted when Jimin ended up kicking the injection off the man's grip.

"Why do you care, you were the one hitting me!" Jimin shouted back.

"You had slapped me first!" Jungkook emphasized and Jimin slapped Jungkook's face by the back of his foot rather harshly, enough to make Jungkook's face got tilted away. Silencing the man.

Jungkook just hold the bridge of his own nose, remained still with an unamused tired face.

But then, he just gritted his teeth as he suddenly pulled Jimin's legs open to get in between, hovering Jimin who got taken aback as Jungkook ripped the only shoulder of Jimin's jumpsuit.

Harshly yanking Jimin's neckline down from one side, Jungkook managed to grab the injection from the bed. Grabbing the lid of the syringe from his teeth to yank it open.

"Not without Hana! Aha!" Jimin whimpered as Jungkook inserted the needle into his arm. Making Jimin to sunk his teeth onto Jungkook's cheekbone harshly with all of his might as a protest but the man didn't seem to budge as he carefully inject the transparent liquid into Jimin.

Jimin kept looking away with squeezed close eyes until he looked down to find his half of the nipple out of his jumpsuit's neckline.

And, his newly wed husband was busy watching it more than the syringe he was injecting to Jimin. Making Jimin to abruptly cup it covered by his palm.

Upon being done, Jungkook placed the injection away and slapped Jimin's cheek by his just two fingers, making Jimin to let go of him with a whimper, holding his cheek by his (not-tied) hand.

Jimin tried to hit Jungkook by his forehead but Jungkook grabbed Jimin's neck and pinned the boy back to the bed. Leaving Jimin with no other attack so he harshly nibbled on Jungkook's bottom lip. Making Jungkook to grab Jimin's nose and as the boy was forced to open his mouth to breathe. Jungkook inserted his two fingers into Jimin's mouth.

Jimin tried to bit on them but Jungkook didn't care as he spit onto Jimin's cheekbone only to suck it. Moving his fingers in and out of Jimin's mouth and Jimin just whimpered.

"Say that you love me" Jungkook demanded into Jimin's ear.

"I won't" Jimin firmly denied, panting hard.

Jungkook traveled his other bandaged hand down to rip Jimin's jumpsuit slit from his groin even more with a harsh pull.

Making Jimin to abruptly close his legs but couldn't as the man was between them. Jimin tried to pulled the slit of his pants together as his legs were parted on either sides of Jungkook and his large pants slit was displaying all of his side groin now till his waist.

Moving his two fingers into Jimin's mouth in and out a bit faster. Jimin just panted as Jungkook's other hand cameup to Jimin's clothed nipple as he pumped Jimin's chest.

Hip thrusting upwards into Jimin's open legs as he caressed Jimin's neckline and yanked it down from one side, revealing Jimin's already erected nipple, getting a harsh jolt upwards on Jungkook's each steady hard hip thrusts.

Jimin's saliva dripping from Jungkook's fingers as he played with the boy's mouth, fingering it by his two fingers. Deep throating his fingers into Jimin's mouth. Taking them out only to suck on them too and then rub them over Jimin's nipple in circles.

Turning Jimin a brighter shade of pink as Jimin squeezed close his eyes.

"Say that you love me" Jungkook whispered. Grabbing Jimin's face threateningly.

"Ahan" Jimin uttured while shaking his head in denial as they both stared into each other's eyes.

Jungkook took his salvia drenched fingers out and lead them down to rip Jimin's jumpsuit slit even more, now revealing the boy's skin till his stomach as Jungkook invaded it, going straight to Jimin's crotch.

And as expected from Jimin's revealed naked groin, he wasn't wearing any underwear.

Jimin just closed his parted legs around Jungkook's pelvis with a hitched panicked whimper as Jungkook grasped the boy's hard cock. Rubbing his bandaged palm on it and his wet fingers.

Jimin's body panicked as he uttured a weak scream when Jungkook pressed the tip of his cock by his fingers roughly.

Jungkook strongly stroke Jimin's length, making sure his bicep hit Jimin's nipple each time he harshly yanked Jimin's cock up and down.

Jungkook pushed his tongue into Jimin's mouth.
Making Jimin to curl his toes over the hem of Jungkook's dress pants.

Sucking onto Jungkook's tongue as Jungkook thrusted his tongue in and out of Jimin's mouth. His hand busy manipulating Jimin's cock.

Jimin tried to reach for Jungkook's pants' zipper but Jungkook grabbed his wrist up, pinning it on bed. Instead,

Jungkook went down on Jimin to suck Jimin's nipple. Making Jimin to hiss out a loud moan with pleasure as Jungkook's tongue rapidly played with his nipple and then sucked it aggressively.

Jimin began touching his own other nipple, pinching it and pulling it only to pump it.

Jungkook's hand moving on Jimin's cock in an insanely faster pace. Creating tense moans out of Jimin's agaped stunned mouth of pleasure.

Making Jungkook to tongue kiss Jimin's wide mouth and Jimin broke the kiss only to scream as he already came into Jungkook's hand.

"Ah!..." Jimin tried to close his legs away as Jungkook didn't stop moving his hand up and down on Jimin's cum shooting blushing cock.

"Ahhh... fuck!" Jimin screamed as Jungkook placed his knee on Jimin's thigh to not let the boy close his legs, harshly moving his hand up and down on his burning blushed cock.

Jimin's jumpsuit resting on his stomach having his both nipples out as his whole body panicking in extreme pleasure. "Aah!" Jimin screamed while opening his both legs wide as he shoot another shaking orgasm into Jungkook's palm.

"Why are you this much loose?" Jungkook whispered and Jimin yanked his wrist free from the ribbons.

"Don't act as if you are not" Jimin whispered back while pushing Jungkook only to switch their positions. Straddling Jungkook's pelvis, sitting onto the man's crotch as if he owned him.

Ridiculously riding his husband's clothed crotch and Jungkook sit up only for Jimin to wrap his arms around his neck.

"Do 'you' love me?" Jimin breathed out, demandingly instead.

"No" Jungkook emphasized.

"Me neither" Jimin whispered into Jungkook's mouth and both of them laughed.

Aggressively, tongue kissing each other's mouths and ended up rolling away, falling down from the bed.

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