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FLASH BACK
The seventeen year old her was dripping in blood and mud head to toe. Her wet clothes sticking to her body like an extra skin as she marched towards the door and slammed it open. Anger - was not a word to define the emotions swirling inside her.

The pain, agony, grief, hatred and loneliness. If it was not everything it was the strong will to either die or kill everyone in her sight.

But guess what, this was what she wasn't doing.

Jihan looked up at YN taking in her messed up form. Her clothes fileld in her own blood yet he did little to show any care towards his young sister. If only, he saw himself succeeding without even trying.

"Did you ask them to come after me!? " She hissed, eyes spitting nothing but the urge to grab the knife from the fruit basket placed a few feet away and dug it in her brother's jugular.

" Who?your bullies? Why would I do that?" He shook his head, expressions twisting in to somewhat worry that was a shittiest deception he could put on.

"were they not enough!? I don't know what shit you do out of here. You kill people. You deal with wrong guys now they fucking came after me and almost killed me! They abused me. What the hell is wrong with you!?" She screamed out of fury. What kind of brother put their sister to live in a miserable state instead of protecting them.

Jihan :" I told you so many times. You need to fight back. "

YN :" I have done everything. Reported them. Went to police and my own guardian took the complain back. They wouldn't step back with words you know so well. You want me to be like them! Hurt them, torture, them and kill them! "

Jihan :" What's wrong about that ? You are only paying them back for what they did to you. "

YN :" You are crazy sick. "

Jihan :" How many times do I tell you? There is only one way out of it. The sooner you accept it the better for you. "

She shook her head, eyes reflecting nothing more than disgust as she stormed to her room. Slamming the door shut behind herself she shut her eyes in pain. A few deep breaths might have helped her heart beat to get stable but the burn never healed. Her fingers worked on removing her shirt as she stood in front of mirror.

Her eyes took in every scar of abuse that filled her body. Was there even a place left where you could see a skin harmless? Her fingers softly grazed against the fresh burn mark against her waist. She shut her eyes letting out a gasp. Stars forming in her vision blackening her from the world for a few good moments.

Her knees buckled and she fell down curling herself in a ball. Not having any idea when all of this was going to end. She was just a teenager who needed a support but every event, every passing day and hour only pushed her closer to death.

Empty, that's what she felt. Countless attempts of abuse and harassment every passing day she had to face started to drown every dream inside her. Her sparkling eyes started dimming. Old friends becoming strangers.

-"C'mon sweetheart, a little dance won't hurt. Shake that ass or you want to taste this?" the male student said as he waved the cigar held between his two fingers. He loved digging that burning edge in her skin. He loved the way her skin melted underneath it's brutality.

-" I didn't do it on purpose. Trust me. "The girl said as she reflected her puppy eyes. Voice filled in cringe as she moved her foot cladded in her favourite black heel forward. A speck of dust on it. She had pushed YN on her knees making her lick it clean.

-" You are that fucker's sisters? He killed my brother. How about you pay for his shit!" She screamed out for help as the men surrounded her pushed her against the wall and torn off her clothes taking every pleasure out of her. Leaving her there in despair after hours when she was hanging by the cliff waiting for nothing but death to consume her.

On one hand, she was stubborn enough to never give in to what her brother says and give him the satisfaction of victory. However, she knew very well. If she didn't make a move, it was like waiting for her own death.

The irony was, she was ready for it if it meant seeing her brother lose.

YN :" I am never becoming like you
I will never hurt anyone even if they kill me. I will prove you wrong Jihan. "

END OF FLASHBACK

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Once Jungkook returned, he saw YN getting ready. A sudden reminder of an event he had to attend which he definitely forgot being coped up with finding information on skyler and setting up his team to find that man. He had to set up the whole lay out for them to act accordingly. He had a team of people he trained himself.

Who trained him? He, ofcourse himself. He had countless night for years where he trained himself in every shit he might have to deal in the future. He went on missions, a countless of them. To gain experience, to lose and win over and over again. So when the time finally comes, nothing stands in his way anymore.

It was here now, the time and all of his hard work back then was paying off.

However, from what he learnt, Skyler was not someone to take lightly like Hwan. But what to do. If Skyler was the monster, he was the beast himself.

YN : "Your muscles look like they are begging to let them rest." She said as she glanced at him once through the mirror. One look was all it took for her to take in the worn out form of his. Might he look perfectly fine to a stranger eye but she knew him better than anyone.

Jungkook watched her setting her makeup and jewellery over the dresser. A few strides took him to her. His arms sneaking around her waist and face digging deep in her neck.

"Attend the event for me tonight, I don't think I can." She stopped, head tilting to a side allowing him the access. Her eyes took in his appearance reflecting through the mirror. His wide arms perfectly hiding her front behind themselves. The locks of his hair spread on her bare shoulder as he continued to trial small, soft kisses across it.

"Yeah, I got this." She said. "Focus on whatever is up your sleeve." It was a surprise she was not asking him questions or getting in his business. It was either she was allowing him to handle it or she simply knew everything. Jungkook didn't ask, nor he cared.

All he wanted was the lady in his arms to be with him for a long long time. Till his reminiscing ability worked and his heart continued to pump blood.

He turned the lady towards him, one arm around her waist and he escalated her in his arms as he put her down on the dressing table.

JK : "Since I can't attend, let me get you ready myself." He stepped in between her legs. It was the first time he offered something like this. Whereas, she preffered appearing as perfect as she could in public. She allowed him without knowing his skills in this matter.

He grabbed one product then another, he knew what to choose and what to do with them with such perfection . Every bursh that needed to be used with every different product. His touch was so gentle while he took his time admiring her up close as he stroked the art.

It was a thanks to Hari, he knew how to handle makeup so well. When she started growing, she started to find likings towards makeup. But she couldn't do it herself. So Jungkook decided to learn everything himself and did Hari's makeup and made her pretty hairstyles everytime she was in the mood for it.

Once he was done, he placed the brush down. A hand slipped in his pocket as he took out a little box. YN's fingers that were gracing the moles on his face pulled back as the box took her attention.

Jungkook opened it, taking out the necklace that he got for her. It was a diamond necklace in rose gold that complimented her skin so well once he hooked it around her neck.

Before she could get down the dressing, he knelt before her. Placing her foot over his knee he helped her wear her signature red heels. That meant nothing but blood and death. He liked her like this. The sweet girl he fell in love with was so rare to find in her anymore.

Where he lost himself in the cruelty of this world, she did too. And he loved every fucked up part of her as much as she accepted him with his every scar.

Except for the two didn't belong to each other.

Jungkook caressed her ankle as he stared up at her. Sitting there, filled in his art looking like the goddess. So stupiditly harmful for his health.

YN held his hand as he rose up, slowly leaving kisses up her calf till he was on his feet. His figure towered hers and he helped her down kissing her. The tension increasing between the two as she gripped on to his shirt securely in her fists having no plans of letting him go just yet.

Just something about this didn't feel right. He was certainly busy with things and since the time she had him she never once attended it alone. Just leaving him there felt so wrong.

Jungkook pulled back curling his fingers above hers which held his shirt. "Are you okay?"

"Ofcourse. I will be off then. Have fun." Grabbing her purse she took off and Jungkook was left alone in that room filled in her scent. He particularly loved that perfume she used. It was custom - made according to her likings which in no time became a reason of seduction to him.

He took a shower, washing himself off the tiredness and sweat. Once he stepped out he was cladded in his signature black jeans that hugged his legs so well. A black half-sleeved shirt on top of it which showcased his biceps so well.

While he was all ready to leave he got a call, glancing once at the I'd he picked it up.

"Hello Maya?"

"Jungkook, where are you? Can you please come home for some time? I am so scared right now." Her voice shivered while she stuttered finding it difficult to finish a simple sentence.

JK : "Ofcourse, what's going on? Are you safe?" He grabbed his heavy bike keys and was already taking off.

"I am home, I am fine just... Please"

"Keep the doors closed I will be there in a little." He hung up the call and drove off to her home. That home had no beautiful history and he genuinely wanted her to be free of any danger. At least, as long as it didn't involve him.

Once he reached her home he had to assure her to open the door even if she could see him through the intercom. Opening the door he stepped in and was met by a strong hug by a petite 5'3 girl.

JK : "It's okay, it's fine. I am here now." He locked the door behind him and lead her to the couch helping her take some water.

"What's making you so scared Maya? Tell me what's going on right now. " She shook her head as she took in a few deep breaths. She was just fine when Suga left, at least not like this. The whole day his words and scary thought relating them terrified her until she was drowned in her own anxiety followed by a panic attack that lead to her calling Jungkook at this hour.

"I just heard a very terrifying thing and it... Just thinking about it is driving me insane." She gulped down another glass of water regretting it right after. It churned in her stomach till she felt like she was going to throw it all out. "That there was some kind of crime that happened here a few years ago and this place is not safe at all and I don't even know what is going on."

The temperature in Jungkook's eyes dropped till they were ice cold. "Who told you all that bullshit?" She stayed quiet and it ticked his patience every passing second. He needed the god damn name.

"Maya, tell me right now who it was?" He balled his fists till the veins in his arms popped out. She didn't look like any where near giving him the information and he feared he was going to lose his cool.

JK : "It's dangerous, please tell me."

"He said he is not going to hurt me. I met him at one business event. He said he will keep me safe and that... I need to be away from the beast who is seeking revenge."

Jungkook cursed internally. He wondered if Maya knew he was the beast she needed to be away from, what would she do? Would she run away or throw him out?

He needed the name at any cost. The man could be one of his enemies and he couldn't risk her life this way.

"Look at me." He held her cheeks turning her to face him. "I am here. You are fine. Just tell me who it was, please?" She hugged him, breathing getting uneven and body shaking. As much as it was driving him at the edge of a knife, he needed to be careful of her situation.

Maya :"I don't want to talk about this. I don't want to be a part of any of this. I don't want to be a part of any of this. I don't - - "

"Okay calm down. It's okay, no one is going to hurt you as long as I am here." He stayed there keeping her in his arms till her body stopped shivering and her breathing returned to normal. It was another panic attack and he wondered just how much she over thought this whole scenerio.

" Jungkook? "

" mhm? "

" Will you return? "

"After you sleep yes."

"Can't you stay?"

He was quiet and she looked up at him. It was crazy how she realized the whole situation once her fear subsided feeling protected in his embrace. His arms which were still wrapped around her frame keeping it warm. She could feel the calm heartbeat playing it's own rhythm trapped in his ribcage right where her face rested.

It was the closeness she always dreamt about. His arms, his body, his warmth, his scent, all of him. She wanted all of him.

"Only for tonight, can't you give me one night?"

JK : "You know what you're asking for." He had an idea about her feelings towards him since a long ago. Staying around her acting like nothing was already such a cruel move of his even if he knew he wanted nothing between them.

She nodded holding his shirt tightly and he closed his eyes.

Maya : "I saw you with someone else a few times. Is she your girlfriend?"

Was she? Were they committed? Didn't she clear it herself they were nothing?

"No"

"You don't have to promise me anything. You don't have to stay with me if you want to leave but just tonight. Be with me. Give me yourself and I won't ever ask anything again. I have... Always loved you. Can't you give me this much in return of my misery?"

She hated herself for sounding so desperate but if that's what blessed her with his touch she could accept it.

She shifted on his lap and he didn't stop her. She took it as a clue to continue, leaning closer to him till their lips were inches apart.

Maya :"own Me, tonight."