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Depiction of Mature Content ☢

Mature Content may include; 🤷🏻‍♀️

▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Handjobs 🍼🍭
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Murder 💀🪓
▪︎ Sex 🥂🦋
▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷
▪︎ Death 🪦👻
▪︎ 69 🌈😏
▪︎ E.T.C. 🖤🪧

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Jimin was ruffling his hair infront of his bedroom's vanity with a towel all alone. He had a red silk robe on, that was covering him till his thighs.

His phone on the nightstand began ringing and he wasn't sure about whose number it was calling him at that time of the night. Though, he picked up but didn't say anything, waiting for the person to speak first.

"Hello? Hyung-nim?"

The voice sounded so familiar.

"Hello..." Jimin unsurely greeted.

"It's Jihyun"

"How did you get my number?"

"From Taehyung's phone, I know  Jungkook hyung called him from your phone, I was awake when Taehyung told you about Jungkook Hyung's business. It was like sinners calling each other sinners for sinning differently"

"You should go to sleep by now"

"Are you mad at me for some reason?"

"No" Jimin mumbled out in a low voice, looking like a culprit in his own eyes. He has been avoiding Jihyun, unable to face him.

"You didn't talk to me today the whole time, I thought we were best friends. I have nobody else to talk. I am so done with everything. Jungkook hyung wants me to think twice about staying with Taehyung but I love him and I don't want to leave him. I have already made my decision to be with him but... nothing feels the same with him. I threw his pillow and blanket out and he is sleeping on the couch but I am feeling bad now, I am really scared of him but I love him but...

"It's okay, you can speak until the sunrise because I can understand the need to talk but you don't have to think about it. Fuck Jungkook hyung, not practically but still. Even after knowing everything if you are willing to be with him, he is the right person for you and he is so pretty, his eyes are so cute and... well, you both were made for each other"

"But how should I make things normal? whenever he looks at me, his eyes look so evil and dominating and my feet begin shaking for no reason. My Taehyung wasn't like that, he was so sweet and his eyes were filled with fondness all the time..."

"I understood the assignment. You are finding Prince Kim into his eyes because you are looking for it. Look for your adorable Taehyung in those eyes instead. His gaze is still the same, it's all in your head. He was born as Prince Kim he didn't get this title yesterday, he was still the Prince Kim when you married him, he was still the fucking Prince Kim when you would be horny for him to do you for the first time. Think about it, he is your Prince Kim Taehyung. Shouldn't you be excited everyone fears your man the most in the whole fucking Seoul and he only fears to lose you?"

"He does?"

"Of course, silly. Ride your man, make babies, maybe they can get married to my babies one day... Oh no, wait, they will be cousins to each other, fuck it" Jimin held the bridge of his nose with a sigh at his own thought.

"Yeah... but you said bottoms should never ask for it first"

"Of course, they don't. Well... you really want me to give you an advice for your current situation?"

"Of course, we are best-friends, remember? Your advice always work"

"Okay, so... tell me what you want? You want him to apologize for hiding everything from you?"

"He already did many times"

"Then, honey, he should beg for your forgiveness... let me see your closet on the video call and then I will tell you what to and how to do it, you might need some practice but you can ace it in an hour"

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"I found Jimin in the Wacko, he is twenty-two years old now, being a few months old he was going somewhere with his grandmother, twin brother and a driver in a car from our company..." Jungkook was talking to himself, sketching with his pen on a paper tucked in a file.

"Even if the car's tire burst out, the breaks always work until it's on the wrong time. The accident looks so planned out..." Jungkook mumbled, looking at the photographs of a rotten tire of that black car, pictures of Jimin's grandma (when she was alive) and the photo of a car's interior drenched with blood with a lady's corpse having no head. Probably of his grandmother.

Jungkook just stared at the photographs, he was sunk into the living room couch, in his black thin comfortable nightwear and had covered himself with a blanket till his torso.

A cute animated movie displayed infront of him on the huge TV while his daughters were enjoying it being on a fluffy unicorn silhouette mattress placed on the rugged floor at front, their toys surrounding the mattress as Jae-Hwa and Melody were watching those unicorns saving a baby on TV with their stunned eyes, slurping on their hot chocolate, though Melody was provided with a baby feeder but for now she had a baby pacifier to her mouth.

Empty boxes of pizzas lying in the whole living room.

Jungkook took out his phone to call someone.

"What is it now?"

"Taehyung, which gun can leave a corpse headless if shot from closer?"

Jungkook asked on the call.

"Wait... I haven't tried it yet but I think it's a shotgun"

"Why a local street lifter would keep a damn ass big shotgun?"

"He won't. Police can surely spot that gun from a far and wait a minute, what have you told Jihyu...?"

"Okay, bye"

With that Jungkook hung up the call before Taehyung could say something ahead.

"If the grandma's necklace was the only thing that man wanted to steal, why she is wearing a necklace already and why... a street lifter would shot her that mercilessly?" Jungkook wondered.  "Either She would have seen his face or maybe because the police was near so he couldn't steal the necklace" Jungkook assumed while circling the necklace on the photograph, grandma's bloodied head and the car's tire.

"Street lifters don't keep shotguns. It is planned... even if it is, only Jimin was stolen not the necklace..." Jungkook circled the pen on a piece of old newspaper that had Jimin's baby photo under the article of wild life ratio in the forest. Stating how the baby was eaten by a beast.

"Guess, we have to start it from backwards. I found Jimin in the Wacko, who had Jimin...? Roselyn" Jungkook wrote the name down in his notebook. "Lee Sang, her husband and Kosan's ex business partner" Jungkook mumbled as he wrote. "Lee Sang and Kosan had a photo with my grandfather when they were in college" Jungkook added. "But if grandpa knew what they had got involved into, why would he had hung that big photo in our family house's living room out loud? My grandfather doesn't know them now... they probably were just college friends" Jungkook mumbled to himself.

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Taehyung cussed at Jungkook as he tossed his phone away, boringly lying in the couch of his suite's living room which was all drenched in the darkness of night, the only light in the room was of his big TV screen illuminating a blue hue into the room.

Munching on some snacks instead of reaching for a cigarette, Taehyung had his pillow and blanket to his couch as if he was alloted to sleep on the couch tonight.

Somebody from Taehyung's security, knocked their suite's door and before Taehyung could allow them to come in, the bedroom's door was flung open of the suite and Taehyung saw Jihyun abruptly reaching for the door in a white long bathrobe.

He just watched Jihyun taking something from his bodyguard as if he ordered something through the suite's phone service from them.

Jihyun turned around while locking the door of the suite and walked up to Taehyung with the bottle of some sort of drink he just took from the bodyguard.

Taehyung just looked up at Jihyun when the latter walked closer to make Taehyung realized that the latter had a slight wave to his jet black hair, his eyelids glistening with mild purple glossy glitter eyeshadow, having a black thin but thicked cat winged eyeliner and his lips drenched with colorless gloss, making them look the perfect nude pink Taehyung loves. He had a transparent crystal dangling choker around his neck that had a purple heart in the middle.

Jihyun just gulped as he hesitantly extended that bottle to Taehyung and Taehyung looked at the bottle and then at Jihyun with his sharp gaze. His Prince Kim gaze according to Jihyun.

"Taehyung?" Jihyun called him as a whisper as if he was calling his Taehyung on those eyes and unexpectedly he did see him when he tried his best. His eyes were still the same but Jihyun could see his Taehyung in them now.

"It's for you" Jihyun added and Taehyung took the bottle, reading it.

Taehyung uttered a laugh as that drink was an energy booster supplement for men. "So, it's for me?" Taehyung asked with a raised eyebrow, pointing at himself until Jihyun slided the bathrobe off himself to the floor, revealing his white laced cropped top and a white laced thin underwear with matching stockings. White ribbon in his hand.

"Haven't you learned so far that I don't need this?" Taehyung proudly tossed the bottle away with a smirk as his eyes refused to leave Jihyun. Shifting into the couch as if he was about to attack Jihyun right then and there.

"Oh, Taehyung..." Jihyun tiredly uttured while rolling his eyes boringly and straddling Taehyung's lap and sinking into his crotch, wrapping his arms around Taehyung's neck as Taehyung held his waist and put his hips on the right position until Jihyun grabbed Taehyung neck all the sudden.

"Stop fixing me on your cock, I never told you to touch me" Jihyun whispered on Taehyung's lips threateningly, pinning Taehyung's hands on the couch harshly as he held Taehyung's neck as if he was about to choke him and Taehyung just blinked. Jihyun doesn't use such language.

"Okay, so, the tea is, my dear husband or the prince Kim, or whoever the fuck you are, you can just look but you can't touch" Jihyun whispered, threatening as he teasingly slided his cropped top down from the one side to reveal his one nipple sassily and Taehyung gulped with his eyes wide.

It wasn't Jihyun speaking from Jihyun.

"You should know that, I can make every man and woman go crazy over me, but I am giving you the pride, only you" Jihyun moaned lowly, pulling the belt from Taehyung's waistband of his black jeans and wrapping it around Taehyung's neck to pull him closer. "So, behave like a gentleman"

"Sure, sir..." Taehyung tried to mentioned but Jihyun tightened his hold on Taehyung's neck as he pulled open Taehyung's robe to work his hand down from Taehyung's naked chest to his pants.

"I don't want to hear a fucking word from your pretty mouth, My husband" Jihyun instructed in a whisper as he tied Taehyung's hands together with the white ribbon, placing his knee on Taehyung's crotch and Taehyung nodded obediently with a gulp.

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Jin threw is wedding veil and those hairclips he had, on the floor when he was sitting at the bed in Namjoon's bedroom. Crossing his arms over his chest with mad frown as Namjoon walked in with a bouquet of white tulips for their... well, wedding night.

"I have something for you" Namjoon broke the silence with a fond smile.

"I don't want it, throw those flowers there on the nightstand. I am sleepy" Jin sharply replied while looking away as he began taking his fancy shoes off to toss them roughly away to the floor. As if Namjoon 'was' that floor.

"Am I imaging things or he has started talking back like a spouse as soon as he got my surname?" Namjoon wondered to himself while obediently placing the flowers on the nightstand.

"Fine, you don't want it but I want to show you something" Namjoon started while sitting down on the bed beside Jin who scooted a little away, maintaining the distance between them. Watching Namjoon taking out an envelope and giving it to him.

"What is it?" Jin asked, looking uninterested but a little curious at the same time as he tried to sound totally unimpressed.

"Open it" Namjoon gently told him while caressing Jin's hair bangs away from his eyes and Jin just sighed while doing so.

"These are the... details of Kosan's orphanages... what exactly is this?" Jin asked, looking confused as he read the document. It should be a wedding gift, not that Jin wanted one but still.

"A new case I am working on" Namjoon commented, opening the envelope further and unfolding the whole document on his own when Jin didn't do it properly.

"Why do you want me to have it?" Jin mumbled out, looking up finally at Namjoon only to break the eye contact after a slight minute.

"It's about those orphanages Kosan owned in Seoul. I am working on the data I had collected from last seven years working with him. It's not that much but the trial against him can help so many newborns being taken there to have a miserable life ahead in the Wacko" Namjoon explained as a whisper.

"But what if they will take the babies to a... new place?" Jin asked.

"I know right and that's why this case hasn't been fully written and hasn't sent to the Mayor. But once it will all be typed, Kosan's life will be seized to put any baby or person up for prostitution ahead" Namjoon assured.

"Really? You mean... he will rot in cell if you will do that?" Jin asked, looking dumbfounded.

"I haven't lost a trial yet so... that's exactly what will happen to Kosan" Namjoon shrugged proudly. "And this, my love, is your wedding gift from your husband" Namjoon told Jin.

"I still won't sleep with you tonight" Jin added while looking away.

"After tonight?" Namjoon asked as a whisper while raising Jin's face up by his chin to make him look at himself.

"Not at any night" Jin whispered back.

"Then at the day time?" Namjoon whispered the question while situating his hand on the bed beside Jin.

"No, thank you" Jin whispered as he glanced down at Namjoon's lips unintentionally.

"You can kiss me if you want to," Namjoon smirked.

"I don't want to" Jin panted and Namjoon smiled while folding the document into the envelope.

"Fine... well, it is your wedding present from my side but not the main present either" Namjoon announced while taking out a pink box wrapped in a pink ribbon from his suit's pants pocket.

Opening it on his own to reveal a beautiful pink diamonds tennis bracelet.

"I am not a gold digger" Jin refused to hold the bracelet.

"Yeah, you can't be because I haven't dig... I mean we aren't doing it yet so... just accept it... why it's so hot in here?" Namjoon added while  casually taking off his suit's coat from his brawny chest and shoulders one by one. Jin looked at him before he abruptly turned away, biting his nails while looking rest-less as he clutched close his legs together.

"No" Jin refused to accept the present.

"Fine, at least give me hug?" Namjoon asked and Jin looked down at Namjoon's chest peeking out from his white dress shirt's open collar buttons once he opened his arms for Jin.

Jin just gulped while hesitantly sliding his hand, that was sparkling his wedding ring on, over Namjoon's stone-like chest up to his shoulder. Namjoon just looked down at Jin's hand pressing Namjoon's bulky chest and muscles until Jin for real wrapped his arms around Namjoon's neck and hugged him with squeezed close eyes. Making his chest to press on Namjoon's.

Namjoon looked dumbfounded with wide eyes.

He felt like the most blessed person on the earth as he realized Jin just developed a kink for his muscles but didn't say anything flirty and just wrapped his arms around Jin, squeezing him into the hug by his waist and Jin tightened his arms on Namjoon's neck, inhaling into his neck as if he was smelling nice like a 'man' to Jin.

"Is it a green light for me?" Namjoon asked to confirm as Jin wasn't minding Namjoon's hands going down on his back, not minding even when he tightened the hug painfully around their bodies and not minding, even when Namjoon slowly made them lie down on the bed with Jin under him.

But Jin broke the hug as soon as the question left Namjoon's mouth.

"No, thank you, Attorney Kim" Jin gulped while abruptly fixing himself but not pushing Namjoon away,

"Attorney Kim? Your social status is even higher than me, you own the fucking attorney Kim, Mr. Kim Jin" Namjoon told him with snicker. "Call me Namjoon, just for once" Namjoon requested while lying down beside Jin.

"I think we should... sleep, Namjoon" Jin told him and Namjoon grinned wide.

"I like the sound of it from your lips, the name and the sentence" Namjoon whispered while leaning closer.

"I meant, not with each other" Jin added with a gulp, not pushing Namjoon away as he looked down at Namjoon's pool neckline.

"Are you sure about it?" Namjoon whispered. "You know when a spouse pants like that, it's always a yes" Namjoon looked down at Jin's panting open parted lips.

"It's not it..." Jin clutched onto Namjoon's shirt's fabric but it was just keeping the latter more closer since Jin didn't shove him away.

"As if you aren't excited for me..." Namjoon whispered hovering his lips on Jin's neck without touching him and Jin uttured a low whimper as he closed his eyes even when Namjoon hadn't touched him yet.

"You make good voices but, I think I should go and sleep on the couch then, my beautiful spouse" Namjoon announced as he made Jin let go of his dress shirt and stood up from the bed all of the sudden.

Jin opened his eyes, looking vexed and unsatisfied as he kept his long legs closed with a shocking pink shade on his cheeks, watching Namjoon throwing a pillow to the couch and going into the bathroom, probably for a shower.

"Coward..." Jin muttered, looking sexually frustrated as he panted.

"He is a solid green light with a solid red cover" Namjoon mumbled to himself in the bathroom with wide eyes. Dumbfounded.

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"What are you doing?" Jimin asked as he climbed down the staircase with his merry smile, wearing his red robe with his hair looking freshly washed, approaching Jungkook who was in the living room, supposed to be watching his daughters' favorite movie but was writing something in a black file.

Jungkook abruptly shut all of his research about Jimin's past inside the file and closed it. "What's that?" Jimin pointed the file once Jungkook placed it to the coffee table.

"Nothing, just some random sketches of the car..." Jungkook sighed out.

"Those you want to smuggle?" Jimin whisperedly asked with a grin.

"Shhh..." Jungkook emphasized while eyeing the girls but they both were busy in the movie and Jimin just giggled, lifting Jungkook's blanket away to sat down on Jungkook's lap, covering them both with the blanket until he shifted his weight onto Jungkook's crotch teasingly but his eyes widened.

Jungkook was definitely not wearing any underwear under his thin pajamas because Jimin could feel... Jungkook's length pressed against his hips. Well, Jimin was also wearing just a thin red strappy underwear under his robe.

"Now, that we are done with everything and finally is back in our home. There is so much I want to do to you" Jungkook started, talking in whispers so that their daughters know that they are immersed in their movie, not in their talk.

"Really?" Jimin whispered almost like a whimper as he pressed his hips on Jungkook's length even more.

"Don't heave your these seducing sighs, I am not talking about doing sex. You are going to get home schooled from this week. From tomorrow I am going to select a best tutor for you" Jungkook told him, pretending he wasn't feeling what Jimin was doing down there.

"Home schooled?" Jimin dumbfoundedly asked.

"Yeah, from basics to business"

"I don't get it" Jimin shrugged his kittenish shrug while shifting again in his seat (which was Jungkook's crotch) to get friction but pretending that he was trying to get a stable posture.

"I want you to study" Jungkook told him.

"What?! No. I don't want to study" Jimin complained.

"It's important" Jungkook emphasized.

"But I am already good at everything" Jimin fussed.

"What is 12 into 7?" Jungkook demanded an answer.

"84?" Jimin abruptly told him.

"And 84 into 7?"

"That's cheating. Nobody would know that" Jimin complained with crossed arms.

"I do" Jungkook shrugged proudly.

"Okay, wait... if we repeat 84 to 7 times... " Jimin began calculating on his fingers and Jungkook sighed as if he was about to say it on his own. "Don't. I will tell, shut up" Jimin grabbed Jungkook's mouth with his palm.

"It's 580... 587" Jimin guessed after a few moments.

"588" Jungkook corrected him.

"Oh, Fuck you" Jimin scoffed with keen eyes, rolling his eyes away sassily.

"588 into 7?" Jungkook demanded another answer.

"No, get lost, I won't do that. Nobody does that" Jimin firmly told him with crossed arms.

"You can be at a position in life where you would have to do that. So, it's 4,116" Jungkook tried to explain.

"And what's 4,116 into 7, you motherfucker?" Jimin asked sassily.

"Look at this tongue..." Jungkook commented with his gritted teeth as he squeezed Jimin's face with his hand, sounding more fond than offended. "It's 28, 812" Jungkook answered while squeezing Jimin's cheek with all of his might.

"How come I know if it's true or not?" Jimin whined with a whimper, trying to make Jungkook leave his face and Jungkook loved the way Jimin was wiggling on his crotch.

"While getting educated, you Vermilion Pulchritude" Jungkook stated, not leaving Jimin's face that had turned red and Jimin struggled when Jungkook slided his other hand between Jimin's legs and pulled them apart harshly.

"I don't have to study for a smuggling business" Jimin tried his best to not uttur any loud voice while scratching his nails on Jungkook's hand, trying to make his grip loose on his face. Wiggling like a fish on Jungkook who slipped his hand on Jimin's robe as well to hold Jimin's nipple.

"Trust me, you do. Also, learn the languages of our importers, at least, you should know what they are talking about so, you don't get scammed" Jungkook casually explained while Jimin was kicking his legs everywhere voicelessly, his face has turned bright red in Jungkook's hold.

"Fuck off..." Jimin managed to uttur as he somehow ended up fell down on his knees to the floor infront of Jungkook, making Jungkook to let go of his face anyhow. Jungkook just watched Jimin from behind, his silk robe was rolled up, revealing his red underwear to Jungkook while Jimin just held his own face being on the floor with an open mouth, checking as if it was broken or something.

Jungkook yanked Jimin's underwear down in a sudden move, making Jimin's breath to hitched but Jungkook grabbed him from behind and pulled him back on his crotch before Jimin could do anything.

Jimin struggled into Jungkook's hold but they both froze once Melody stood up from her mattress and approached Jimin, Jungkook covered them with the blanket but Jimin eyed his underwear lying around his ankles.

"Take it, papa" Melody gave her pacifier to Jimin and toodle back to lay down on her mattress, watching her Movie again, making the couple to resume their wrestle as well.

"Why? You should have sat beside me on this couch not on me and enjoy it" Jungkook succeeded in pinning Jimin on his crotch.

"I wasn't..." Jimin moaned.

"I was kind of busy with everything else these days so you think Mr. Jeon is a jerk, but I can assure you that all of those toys I have got you... I will ruin you from your rear to mouth" Jungkook threatened, holding Jimin's wrists together and his face in his other hand tightly.

"I was just wanting some cuddles..." Jimin begged as Jungkook let go of his face to just slide his hand down on Jimin.

"You were definitely not wanting cuddles and now you can't make up an excuse for what you were doing. If I can control my throbbing man, you should have too and now you will regret it," Jungkook whispered into his ear as he pressed Jimin's naked hips on his clothed crotch by applying pressure on Jimin's thighs.

"I am sorry, Mr. Jeon" Jimin panted.

"It's too late. Now, pray I don't get any more two people to announce the lose of our bet and move this thick ass" Jungkook spanked Jimin who grabbed his own mouth to prevent the scream.

"Move" Jungkook ordered, rubbing his erection on Jimin's naked ass.

"B-But we have kids in the room..." Jimin tried but Jungkook grabbed his mouth.

"You thought it through? Stretch open your legs and please the clothed man" Jungkook ordered, pinching Jimin's nipple, making the latter to began moving.

"Mr. Jeon..." Jimin rolled his head back.

"Why? Are you hard now?" Jungkook grabbed Jimin's crotch and pumped it with his huge palm and Jimin ended up uttering a loud moan, making Jae-Hwa to look at her back and Jungkook abruptly let go of Jimin.

"Daddy is pinching me" Jimin complained with a pout, his face completely red by now as he yanked his robe down enough to hide himself.

"Daddy don't pinch my papa," Jae-Hwa abruptly scolded Jungkook. "Papa, don't sit with him, he is mean. Come sit with us" Jae-Hwa told Jimin.

"Yeah, baby, daddy is mean" Jimin repeated while rolling his eyes once Jae-Hwa began watching her TV again and Jimin licked Jungkook's face from his lips to his cheek with a coquettish grin as he sassily stood up from Jungkook's crotch.

Jungkook just looked at Jimin's naked hips as he stood up from Jungkook and pulled his underwear up as he went to sit with Jae-Hwa and the baby Melody.

Feeling Jungkook's eyes on him as he lied down next to them, Jae-Hwa rolled up to Jimin's embrace and Melody crawled up to Jimin's chest, lying down and hugging him and offering him their strawberry gummies.

Jungkook just sighed frustratedly, looking down at his erection poking his pajamas. "Fuck" Jungkook hissed while grabbing his file again to divert his attention.

Circling the first thing on his list of Jimin's abduction case file, He wanted revenge for Jimin's life even when the latter had just forced an erection on Jungkook and swiftly escaped without doing anything about it. He just wanted to confirm that his grandfather wasn't behind it, having his faith in him as he circled his pen around the name;

'Roselyn'.

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The next morning.

Early in the morning and there was a loud bang at Roselyn's house, making her to open it, yawning along until she discerned Jungkook standing infront of her in a charcoal black suit over white dress shirt, his hair perfectly made as if he was about to go to his company for a usual working Monday.

A creepy wide smile plastered on his face as Daejung was standing behind him with his arms folded at his back along with Jungkook's black shiny Maserati Quattroporte (car).

"Good morning, Mother-in-law" Jungkook greeted. "I brought breakfast for you" Jungkook happily announced while raising a pack of food parcel and drinks.

"Aish, this crazy son-in-law of mine... morning is already ruined..." She muttered to herself while holding the bridge of her nose. "What?" She asked him as he walked passed her into the house.

"You shouldn't be this mean to your son-in-law" Jungkook told her as he began decorating the table with the food he brought.

"Why not? Whenever you feel like it, you just push my Jimin out of your castle with the baby and now you are here looking like a Saint?" She complained.

"Stop complaining for once, I didn't tell him to leave that night, it was a misunderstanding, he is all fine forcing our daughters to not go to school and spoiling them with a karaoke concert in the living room, banging the whole neighborhood at this time of the morning" Jungkook told her with a sigh.

"Who on this fucking..." Jungkook heard Jimin's step father walking out from the bedroom. "Why do you Richie Rich son of a bitch is here?" He asked unamusedly to Jungkook.

"Oh, yes, why I am here..." Jungkook pretended to think for a long minute. "How did you both get Jimin?"

"What do you mean? Don't you know how we get babies?" Sang asked, unamused.

"We can definitely get them by giving birth to them or by adopting them but in Jimin's case, none of these happened" Jungkook shrugged casually.

"So, he fell from the sky, you dumb fuck?" Sang scoffed.

"Or from Park Korain's car, you fat fuck?" Jungkook guessed infront of them and Roselyn stood up from the chair as Sang abruptly geared up to run.

Jungkook just sighed boringly as he grabbed a pillow from nearby and watched Sang ran out of the house.

Jungkook followed out of the house as well.

Watching him running away in the vacant alley since it was a lot earlier and Daejung just looked at Jungkook who offered Daejung the pillow.

Daejung abruptly tucked a gun out from his own waistband and suppressed the Gun's front with the pillow tightly as he aimed at Sang's leg and fired.

Sang yelled in pain while grabbing his bleeding leg as he fell down on the ground and Jungkook just shook his head at him.

"Not everyone can get away because I am a decent man" Jungkook snickered while opening the trunk of his car as he took out a heavy silver iron golf stick.

"Throw this son of a bitch back inside the house," Jungkook ordered Daejung while wearing black gripping leather gloves to have his grip stronger on his golf stick. "He needs some treatment"

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"Your stare was holdin',
Ripped jeans, skin was showin',
Hot night, wind was blowin',
Where you think you're going, baby?
Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy,
But here's my number, so call me, maybe~" Jimin was singing on a microphone in the living room, dancing along in his red cargo styled shorts and white T-shirt, barefoot, his blonde hair flying everywhere when he was jumping and dancing according to the music playing in the living room TV.

"And all the other boys try to chase me
But here's my number, so call me, maybe~" Jae-Hwa sang on her mic, dancing along in her matching red shorts and white T-shirt just like Jimin, passing sassy expressions as Jimin, her hair perfectly french-braided when she was wearing Jimin's red heeled boots those were a lot bigger on her.

While, the baby Melody was also twinning with the two in her baby red shorts and white T-shirt, jumping and dancing in the middle on the song with her squeaky baby shoes.

Didn't look like their Daddy would have approved this song with that dance if he was home.

"You want to join?" Jimin asked Meryem (Jae-Hwa's babysitter) in the microphone once she walked into the living room to place two glasses of juice and a baby feeder, watching them with a smile.

"No, thank you, Mr. Jeon" She shyly giggled while shaking her head in denial multiple times and their doorbell rang.

"I will see it" Jimin enthusiastically jogged to the door before Meryem could with the microphone. Making Jae-Hwa to resume the lyrics.

Discerning one of Jungkook's guard as he opened the door. "What is it?" Jimin panted, casually tucking his blonde hair behind his ear with his T-shirt's neckline almost off his one shoulder and those beautiful honey brown eyes blinking at the watchman who forgot the purpose of his existence as he looked at Jimin.

"M-Mr. Jeon, A-Attorney Kim's spouse is here to meet you" The man managed to speak once Jimin looked at him with a questionable frown.

"Oh..." Jimin uttured. "Wait what? Attorney Kim's who...?" Jimin asked with his wide eyes and peeked out from the man's frame to saw Jin standing by a lush car in a lush white dress shirt and black pants, fidgeting with a lush white sparkling ring on his finger as he was looking down at it, while one of Namjoon's bodyguard was hovering an umbrella on Jin as if he was the precious King of Seoul.

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"Aaaagh! She fucking don't know!" Sang cried with his face bleeding, once Jungkook striked his metal golf stick on his stomach.

Sang was thrown on the floor of the living room of Roselyn's small house while she herself was curled in a corner watching the bloodied show. While, Daejung was standing on the closed door of the house with folded arms.

"You don't want to speak now?" Jungkook asked Roselyn while pressing the head of his golf stick on Sang's injured leg that was shot and Sang screamed the hell out of his lungs.

"What sort of the savage man you are?" Roselyn asked instead. "Kill him if you want to, nobody can make me speak about something I don't want to speak about" Roselyn decided with crossed arms.

Jungkook poked his inner cheek with his tongue, nodding in understanding as he grabbed a chair and placed it infront of Sang. Grabbing Sang's arm, he situated it on the chair.

Sang's eyes widened as he realized what Jungkook was doing and Jungkook indeed did, he striked Sang's arm with a nice hit right in the middle in order to break it and Sang screamed, making Roselyn to squeezed close her eyes as she looked away, hearing Sang screaming with pain with his arm which wasn't broken yet.

"The only screams I enjoy is of my spouse. Shut him up, he is ruining my ears!" Jungkook ordered Daejung who shoved a thick napkin into Sang's mouth abruptly.

"You still don't want to talk?" Jungkook asked her while shoving Sang on the table and having his neck suspended in the air. "Fine" Jungkook shrugged while raising his hand with his golf stick in order to break Sang's neck.

"I will!" Roselyn ended up announcing abruptly, making Jungkook to pause in the middle. "I will tell you everything" She panted. "Let him go" She emphasized and Jungkook tilted his head at her.

*Flashback to how Jimin ended up in the Wacko from Roselyn's perspective*

In a purple cropped top and black skirt, holding a bag, Roselyn was busy walking down the street, going home after work at night being a hooker herself when she heard a loud gunshot.

She ended up peeking by the wall to find a man with a hidden face pointing his shotgun at the crying baby in the backseats of a car that was stuck in a tree at front.

She abruptly geared up with her horrified eyes, running with all of her might in her heeled boots as she attacked the man from behind with her bag.

"You wench!" The man yelled but Roselyn hit his head with her bag, making the man to shot the air up in the sky.

Roselyn hit the bag on his head again and again until the man fell down, giving an opportunity to her to grab baby off the baby seat but the seatbelt was all tangled so, she picked up the whole babyseat, the man tried to grab Jimin but only could grasp Jimin's yellow baby sock, as Roselyn began running away.

She had hugged the babyseat close to her, running in an alleyway. He heard that man's yell after them until the police sirens engulfed the whole place.

She hid behind a wall and crouched down with the baby.

"You don't seem to cry like other babies" Roselyn panted while looking down at the small baby with rosy chubby cheeks and lips, snow white skin and healthy appearance in an expensive looking red soft baby onsie, voicelessly watching her. "Why would someone want to kill an innocent angel like you?" She whispered while holding the baby's small fist clutched close.

"Mom! Mom! No! What happened to her?! Jihyun!? Where is Jimin?!" Roselyn heard a woman's cry with the police sirens near the crime scene. "Jihyun...?! Jimin?!! Where is my baby! Jimin!!? Where is my Jimin?!"

"She is probably your mom, Jimin" Roselyn learned the baby's name. "Let's go, let's go back to your mother" She added while standing up but as she bended down to pick Jimin's babyseat she was hit by a metal rod on her head and fell down on the ground.

Holding her head and looking up to find that same man from earlier pointing his shotgun at her. "I would have killed you for this if I wouldn't have liked you this much" That man whispered while bending down to her and his phone began ringing.

It was Sang, Roselyn learned as soon as the man pulled his face mask down, revealing his face as he picked up the call.

"No. I couldn't kill the baby but I have him now," Sang talked on the phone while picking up Jimin's babyseat. "What do you mean there were two babies?!... fuck!" He cursed while shoving his phone in his pocket. "Sorry, small baby, there is a little change in plan. Boss wants you alive" He snickered while rolling his eyes as he grabbed Roselyn by her neck and shoved her up to her feet.

"I am so done with your drama now. You want this baby alive? I will let you have this baby alive if you will say yes to the marriage proposal I am giving you for ages or else I will kill this baby into pieces" Sang threatened Roselyn while grabbing her face.

*End of the flashback*

Jungkook had his head situated on his leather gloved fist while Roselyn was sitting infront of him at the table.

Taking out an envelope filled with money, Jungkook extended it to her on the table, making her to look at him.

"You saved the Jimin I love on your own life, wasting your youth with a man who is such a rascal" Jungkook whispered in a low voice, not looking at her.

"I don't want money" She replied. "I don't deserve anything. I tried to protect him but the life I gave him was worse than dying. I couldn't protect him when those policemen began roaming around him all the time. I was so stupid to let him go with them when they said they wanted to talk... I am such a horrible parent" Roselyn sobbed.

"Leave with me, have a good life" Jungkook told her instead.

"I can't fit into normal people. I was born as a hooker but Jimin wasn't"

"Nobody was born as a hooker, please have it" Jungkook insisted while making her hold the money.

"If you really want to do something for me, can you find my son for me in your family?" She asked.

"Your son?"

"I don't know how old he must be... but he is in your family, he will have soft ivory skin and chubby cheeks. I just want to know how he is doing. I won't say anything to him, I will just watch him from a far, he must have grown into a man by now in that rich people's castle" Roselyn told him with her teary eyes and Jungkook just looked at her.

"Are you sure a man from my family had an affair with you and it was his baby?" Jungkook asked.

"It wasn't an affair, he was my love, according to him but his father didn't approve us and I was thrown out as soon as I gave birth to our baby"

"What is the name of that man who gave you promises of this sort of love?" Jungkook asked.

"I don't know. I just knew his surname, Mr. Jeon. That's all I know" She replied in a low voice.

"It could be anyone from my uncles, how can I find him? And the baby who might be grown up by now?"

"I have his one thing" Roselyn stated as she stood up to find something in her dresser. "He accidentally forgot this once" She gave Jungkook a black wrist watch that had white similar diamonds of Jungkook's watch.

"I have never seen this watch before" Jungkook stated as he flipped the watch and found that 'J' printed at the back of the dial. It was indeed of any man from his family.

"I will definitely find him for you and your son, this is the least I can do for you if you don't want to escape this hell" Jungkook assured her and she smiled.

"Shove him into the trunk and make sure he lives, he still has to tell me so much" Jungkook ordered Daejung as he pointed a passed out Sang on the floor.

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Jungkook was looking at that unfamiliar but familiar watch being in his office, scrolling through his uncles' pictures in his phone to check whose wrist stays empty from a watch but all of the were wearing them in any one of their photos. Since all the sons got their own watch once that is especially made for the person, there must a man who will be roaming without it.

Suga was playing on his phone being in Jungkook's office couch until he saw Taehyung walking into the room, in a navy blue suit, with a dull face and weird walking style.

"What happened to you?" Suga asked, eyeing Taehyung's crotch as Taehyung sank into the chair infront of Jungkook's desk.

"I got the most painful night last night" Taehyung started his story time expressionlessly and Jungkook put his phone down and opened his files to work with a sigh.

"I was harassed last night" Taehyung expressionlessly mentioned and Suga abruptly sat down beside him with a concern frown, checking him. "It was Jimin" Taehyung added and Jungkook finally looked at him.

"Excuse me?" Jungkook mentioned.

"It wasn't Jihyun, definitely not" Taehyung shook his head like a robot.

"I shouldn't have tell him about them being twins" Jungkook sighed out, rolling his eyes at Taehyung's dramatic self.

"Trust me, last night they maybe teleported... with each other... because they are twins because my lovely adorable Jihyun can't dominate me the way he did last night" Taehyung genuinely explained.

"I genuinely don't want to know, Taehyung" Jungkook assured.

"Look at your hand" Taehyung pointed the nail scratches on Jungkook's hand Jimin did last night. "You have a wild cat but mine was a baby kitten" Taehyung complained.

"He grabbed my neck, told me whoever the fuck I am, called my dick a cock, he licked my face! Used the word fuck while moaning and..." Taehyung began complaining. "He did that too!" Taehyung emphasized.

"That what?" Jungkook asked concerned.

"He topped you?" Suga asked with a wide grin.

"No, you jerk, he..." Taehyung stood up to whisper something into Jungkook's ear.

"Fuck you, Taehyung! I didn't want to know that my baby cousin strip teased you" Jungkook lost it while leaving his papers on his desk as if his mental peace was ruined to work.

"But I did! Tell me everything from the start" Suga told Taehyung.

"You know how many times I have got a lap dance in my life?" Taehyung asked them.

"I don't think, we can't count it. Since we have met, I have seen you getting millions by different chicks you used to be so fond of" Suga replied.

"Exactly but... I literally almost died last night" Taehyung emphasized and Jungkook held the bridge of his own nose with a sigh.

"Maybe because you have already tasted him so, it must be haunting to hold back from something you know is really tempting" Suga guessed.

"People, we are talking about my baby cousin over here! Can you guys zip it before I threw you both out of my fucking office. It isn't my fault that you couldn't top him last night" Jungkook ended up complaining pointing Taehyung out. "And it isn't my fault that you are spending your nights dry because you can't tell your family that you want a man, fuck off you both!" Jungkook pointed Suga out ahead.

"You fuck off, brat" Suga frowned.

"How?! It's my office. I have to work and you both are ruining my brain" Jungkook yelled.

"Shut up, you are younger, behave like one!" Suga scolded and Jungkook looked taken aback while Taehyung just sat down at Jungkook's desk while biting his nails as if he got taken advantaged so bad.

"It was Jimin" Taehyung repeated while hugging himself and Jungkook stowed his own head over the table.

"Wait a minute..." Jungkook suddenly lifted his head from the table. "What did this whole thing lead you if you think about it now?" Jungkook asked Taehyung with keen eyes.

"I was end up begging him to forgive my soul for hiding about myself to him.." Taehyung mumbled.

"Ah... Jimin" Jungkook realized while caressing his own forehead.

"But they haven't contacted each other. Jimin didn't even talk to Jihyun. He is already avoiding him for his own reasons" Jungkook wondered and Suga checked the time to suddenly hit a file at his own forehead.

"The fuck happened to you all of the sudden?" Taehyung asked Suga.

"It's my date with my teddy fiancée in ten minutes!" Suga yelled frustratedly while standing up and gathering his stuff.

"Teddy?" Jungkook frowned.

"Yeah, she is all about bows and princesses while I love... Savagery, pain, guns, sunshine smile, tall legs, rich brown eyes and..." Suga was explaining in a dreamy voice.

"I am going to cry now, please, enough, get going" Jungkook cut him off until Namjoon barged into the office as well without knocking, looking distressed as well.

"I need an advice, Mr. Jeon" Namjoon broke the silence and Suga rolled his eyes while walking past him, leaving the office.

"No, Attorney Kim, you are my legal advisor not the vice versa" Jungkook tried to explain.

"Oh, just please, stand up, I really need your advice, Mr. Virgin Till Eighteen" Namjoon told Jungkook while grabbing Taehyung's arm and tossing him out of the door as well and closing the door.

"Actually, I was virgin till nineteen" Jungkook corrected him.

"Yeah, I remember no woman was ready to marry you because of your famous temper" Namjoon stated until  Jungkook just blinked his eyes at him twice with a serious expressionless face.

"What is your sore this early in the morning? I am not everyone's therapist! For fuck's sake!" Jungkook complained while shoving his digital pen on his desk as if he was trying hard to work.

"Right, my sore is..." Namjoon started while having a seat infront of Jungkook's desk.

"I have heard that you are a really decent man by the means of sex and always have been sticking to just one person at a time... I wanted to ask something really serious... and whatever you will say is important to me because I am trying to be like you in a marriage which I never was" Namjoon tried to explain.

"Just say it"

"Okay so... what should I do when he gives in when I touch him but says no when I ask for his consent?" Namjoon genuinely asked.

"You touched him without asking first?" Jungkook asked with wide eyes.

"No! I just hugged him, actually I didn't. I had just asked for one hug but didn't do it, he was the one wrapping me up in his beautiful long arms and was smelling like heaven, my libido got twice higher when he let me take him under me on the bed..."

"Why do I have to listen to everyone's bed story with their spouse?! I don't care who is taking who under or who is giving who a strip tease lap dance! I don't want to know, I myself have two fucking strangers to announce a stupid bet lose for my bed life with my creamy man! I need a break! Doesn't my cock has feelings?! It does! And you lucky assholes are here complaining over taking your spouse under you in bed or enjoying a strip tease while I am hunting mine for days for a single fuck!" Jungkook end up yelling.

"Oh" Namjoon just blinked his eyes at him. "I am sorry to hear that but does your cock really has feelings?"

"Out!" Jungkook pointed at the door.

"You haven't heard my problem yet. So, he hugged me, let me squeeze him into my arms, he was panting like a cat in heat but when I asked him for permission, he broke the contact and told me to sleep. Separately!" Namjoon explained being hyper.

"That's something really nice I have heard since the morning, so, technically you are throbbing and I like the thought of it" Jungkook scoffed.

"You are so mean"

"I know. So, either don't touch him or don't ask him. You married him on a gun point, give him some break, he isn't going to give you his legs- I meant his heart wide open this soon" Jungkook emphasized while poking his table.

"One of my bird agent told me that you got a wild collection of sex toys. Where did you get them from? I need a cock stroker since I can't have a substitute woman at nights. I'm only Jin's now, his to hold, his to mold until death do us part but the way he is molding me after holding me is really painful on my manhood..."

"Leave the fuck out from my office, attorney Kim!" Jungkook was complaining until his office door was opened again and Jungkook's secretary walked in after a knock.

"Mr. Jeon, The Mayor is downstairs, he wants to have a meeting with you" He told Jungkook whose eyes widened as if his soul left his body, being completely white.

"M-Mayor P-Park Korain?" Jungkook asked.

"Yes, Mr. Jeon"

"Fuck, I am leaving" Namjoon abruptly gathered his coat to run. "The mayor is here at a building filled with smugglers and gangsters... I am not here. I am not with anyone. Bye" Namjoon muttered while rushing out of the office.

"M-Make him have a seat in the lounge room" Jungkook ordered the secretary.

"I already did, Mr. Jeon" He happily replied until Jungkook abruptly stood up, kicking his chair away and running out of the office.

"Mr. Jeon,... the lounge is that way" His secretary tried when Jungkook ran to the opposite direction as if a dog was running after him.

Making his staff to watch him run like a crazy bull as he threw himself into Taehyung's office.

"What the fuck happened?" Taehyung asked him.

"Mayor Korain is here to meet me" Jungkook breathed out, panicked. Panting, shaking, perplexed. Dumbfounded and shocked.

"So what?" Suga asked, gathering his things still to go for a date.

"Park Korain" Jungkook emphasized while grabbing Taehyung's arms and shaking him as if he was trying to wake Taehyung's wit.

"Oh fuck! father-in-law!" Taehyung remembered with his wide eyes, hugging Jungkook's neck.

"Go and get his greetings, don't make him wait" Suga casually told them.

"I never had a father-in-law I am scared to meet!" Jungkook complained.

"You pussy cat, you have to go" Suga told him.

"Come along" Jungkook begged.

"We both aren't going with you" Taehyung abruptly stated, pushing Jungkook away.

"Why? He is Jihyun's dad as well"

"So what? He doesn't know it... and he is here to meet you! It's your company! Why should I die along?!" Taehyung complained back and Jungkook grabbed his collar, dragging him out of the office.

"No, I am not gonna die with you!" Taehyung yelled while struggling in Jungkook's hold.

"You both married his sons, you both are enjoying them every night, now go and pay the bills!" Suga scolded while following them, watching Jungkook grabbing Taehyung's waist with all of his might.

"No! Let go of me! I won't die with you!" Taehyung fussed while being carried out of his office.

"You both pervert motherfuckers couldn't get anyone else but directly attacked on the only two sons of Park Korain. Who on earth told you both to got married to people with a questionable birth record?!" Suga scolded them while grabbing Taehyung's legs to help Jungkook carry him faster.

"Suga hyung! Mine one was his cousin! Who knew he ended up being Park Jihyun" Taehyung pleaded for help as they carried him upto the lounge. "Help me! I don't have any good terms with him, he tried to attack me when I was with Jihyun..."

"Why would he? Nobody knows you, you cunning liar. I can't make him wait, he is Jimin's father!" Jungkook added, carrying Taehyung with Suga while the latter was wiggling with all of his might.

"But not Jihyun's until he admits it... let go!" Taehyung begged, making everyone to look at them."I won't die with you. Who told you to fuck with Park Lixue at the cruise? Couldn't you be thrown out of the cruise by her?! Older men always like you but it's a different thing on my side, my own father had kicked me out!"

"It was because you used to bring different women at your family house" Suga stated while dragging Taehyung's legs ahead.

"See, I am not that traditional, I don't know how to meet a father-in-law...!" Taehyung yelled.

"Am I looking okay? Jungkook asked Suga once they were infront of the lounge room.

"Who cares he is going to kill you both anyways" Suga unamusedly replied and Taehyung kicked Jungkook's knee while trying to escape but Jungkook ended up grabbing him as well.

Suga just watch them wrestle and rolled his eyes until he knocked the door of the lounge politely and pushed both of those fighting bulls inside the room all together in a one single push like a big ball.

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