A/N: Happy Second Last Chapter, Sweethearts 🥲

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🌼 WARNING ⚠️:

Depiction of Mature Content ☢

Mature Content may include; 🤷🏻‍♀️

▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Murder 💀🪓
▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷
▪︎ Death 🪦👻
▪︎ Kiss In The Rain 🌧🌚
▪︎ A Few More Kisses 💋🔮

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Jungkook, furiously entered his father's office to find the man talking to someone being at his desk, looking through a big file.

"Leave" Jungkook ordered the guy who was by his father's desk and his father just looked at Jungkook. "I said, Leave!" Jungkook ended up yelling and that guy who was still waiting for Mr. Jeon's order, abruptly grabbed the file and bowed to rush out of the room.

"What is it, buddy?" Mr. Jeon asked Jungkook being concerned until Jungkook placed that watch on his desk and crossed his arms over his chest demandedly.

Mr. Jeon picked up the watch from the table slowly. "This... watch...? From where did you get this watch?" Mr. Jeon asked.

"Is this yours?" Was all Jungkook asked instead.

"Yes. It was but it got misplaced years ago..."

"What do you have to do with Roselyn?"

"Roselyn? Who is Roselyn?" Mr. Jeon had a frown, confused.

"Lylian?" Jungkook changed the name in a hope to get an answer.

"Jungkook, what is wrong?" Mr. Jeon tsked, being completely dumbfounded.

"What is wrong?! Do you have another son or am I her child?!" Jungkook lost it as he complained with his glassy eyes.

"Jungkook, calm down..." Mr. Jeon stood up from his seat to reach Jungkook but Jungkook backed away from his father's grip.

"Who is my mother?" Jungkook asked with his tears escaping his eyes.

"Your mother is your mother, Jungkook" Mr. Jeon emphasized.

"You are lying!"

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Dad... please..." Jungkook begged while grabbing his father's shoulders. "I am asking this, please, tell me... Am I a birth of red zone? Was I born in that filthy Wacko? Was my mother a hooker?!" Jungkook cried.

"Who told you this?" Was all Jungkook's father asked to all of those questions and Jungkook let go of his father's shoulders slowly.

Jungkook didn't get a 'No' as an answer to all of those questions from his dad and the stress written on his father's face along with the question he asked Jungkook, already gave Jungkook an answer.

"Tell me, how did you know about it?!" Mr. Jeon asked him and Jungkook just looked at him with so much pain in his eyes those were escaping tears. Shaking his head at his father as he slowly backed away from him.

"Jungkook...? Jungkook?!" His father called but Jungkook dashed out of the office, making his father to leave his weight on his chair with a tense look on his face. "How did he... get to know?" He mumbled to himself as his eyes began tearing up as well.

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"My name isn't Hei-Ran. Just like how every beauty is named in the Wacko, my real name is Crystal" Mrs. Jeon told Jimin, being seated on a chair to her bed's side and wrapping a bandage on her tattooed forearm.

"But my story is different from your's and Jungkook's. Jungkook made you get accepted but back then... when Jong-Soo (Jungkook's father) and I fell in love and I got pregnant, Jong-Soo thought he could make his father agree on our marriage. Father Woo agreed and wanted to wait until the child was born. But, once Jungkook was born he sent his security to snatch Jungkook from me and I was thrown out from the hospital while Jong-Soo was locked in this house to not be a problem for them. He clearly never wanted us to get married" Crystal stated in a low voice.

"If... you were thrown out then...?" Jimin hesitantly asked.

"Nobody from this family had ever seen me. A few security men those were there to throw me out were fired by Jong-Soo. And then, as expected father Woo was searching for a woman to get Jong-Soo get married as soon as possible so that Jungkook could never know about me. Right then, Jong-Soo offered some money to Joon-ki and his wife. They helped Jong-Soo and offered my hand in marriage infront of Father Woo as Hei-Sun's sister. That's how I was presented as Hei-Ran infront of father Woo, Hei-Sun's sister" Crystal replied to Jimin's bewilderment.

"Wow..." Jimin still looked bewildered.

"I got married to Jong-Soo and these fools told me to act like a mother to my own baby" She added with a snicker.

"And nobody till now knows about it?"

"No. Jong-Soo had quiet Hei-Sun's family with money as well so, they attended our wedding as my parents. I wear full clothes according to the Jeons' dress code so, nobody have seen my tattoos except Jong-Soo and I tried my best to learn the discipline and all rules. Even these jerks think I am a virgin since we didn't plan another baby. Father Woo seemed to love Jungkook a lot so, we thought if Jungkook will have more brothers maybe this family will begin treating him differently because he was born from a hooker. And that's why Jong-Soo was so helpful to Jungkook in getting married to you and they succeeded in getting you accepted as well"

"So... you also know my foster mother Roselyn and my mother Lixue?" Jimin asked with his wide eyes.

"I know Roselyn, we were friends but not Lixue. She wasn't there once I got to know Roselyn. I met Lixue once she filed a lawsuit against our family and we instantly hated each other"

"And what do you know about this watch?" Jimin abruptly showed a picture of Mr. Jeon's watch from his phone to her.

"It is Jong-Soo's watch. I had stolen it once I met him, it was so stupid of me. But, it got misplaced anyhow before I could sell it" She admitted.

"Misplaced or stolen? Nothing in Wacko is misplaced" Jimin told her.

"But why are you asking this? Promise me, you will forget about it. Father Woo shouldn't know about me being Crystal"

"I will forget about it but... Mr. Jeon..." Jimin abruptly remembered once he checked his phone and saw his image messages he had sent Jungkook. Jimin's breath hitched as he discerned Jungkook's seen to his messages.

"Jungkook..." Jimin breathed out, naming the latter correct in his stressed self. Realizing what Jungkook must have understood by those photos of the watch.

He didn't know why Roselyn did that but he had to go to Jungkook as soon as possible since the latter was already dealing with so much because the war between his grandfather and Mr. Park.

"No, Jimin. Jungkook shouldn't know..." Mrs. Jeon was saying but Jimin abruptly stood up to ran out of the room. Don't run, Jimin... you are pregnant! What's wrong?!" She rushed after Jimin while pulling her sleeve down to cover her tattoos.

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"Please..." Roselyn begged being on her knees when Kosan was sitting at his desk. "I did what you wanted. Now, give my son back to me" She cried.

"Not until you get into Jeons as the CEO's mother and get me my Jimin back" Kosan told her and she just sobbed.

"Why can't you let Jimin live free? What wrong he had ever done to you?!" Roselyn yelled at him and Kosan just gestured one of those standing men of his to throw her out.

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"Jimin?" Mrs. Jeon called but Jimin rushed out of the car infront of Jungkook's company, making the security to bow to him and open the doors for him.

As Jimin ran inside everyone stood up to bow to him. Jimin heard a few of them greeting him as 'Mr. Park' and everyone wanted to help him but he ignored everyone in his vexed self.

He was about to take the staircase until he remembered how Jungkook used the elevator to his office while giving him the company's tour.

Jimin reached Jungkook's office and dashed in to find the seat empty. Jimin just panted while rushing to the whole floor, not knowing where to find the latter as he cluelessly took turns into the corridors.

His coat was pushed back to his elbows on his perplexed self, revealing his real outfit, his red sparkling one-shoulder top over his dark blue jeans and red sparkling chains with genstomes around his waistband as a belt. Similar to a neck piece he was wearing as a choker sparkling red gemstones around his neck.

"Mr. Park, are you looking for something?" Jungkook's assistant abruptly noticed Jimin.

"It's Mr. Jeon and where is the CEO?" Jimin demandedly questioned.

"He just went down to leave the company, Mr. Jeon" He abruptly corrected himself and Jimin ran away.

Jimin looked down from the railings of the floor to find Jungkook walking out of the company's doors. Jimin was about to ran down from the staircase until somebody grabbed him from behind by his shoulders.

"Jimin?" Jungkook's grandfather mentioned with a frown, holding Jimin back almost like a back hug to his shoulders, being gathered by his two secretaries having their files.

Jimin couldn't say anything to him but just looked at him as grandfather Woo looked back confused as he stopped the latter from running on that long glassy staircase being pregnant.

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"I can't believe this... why this woman had my watch?" Mr. Jeon asked Jimin as a whisper while Jungkook's grandfather was trying to listen to their talk but was failing as he was seated at his desk.

While Mrs. Jeon was roaming here and there into Chairman Woo's office with her forehead rested on his fingers with her arms folded at front until the door was knocked and Daejung walked in.

"What?" Jungkook's grandfather asked him.

"Mr. Jeon hasn't taken his car or the driver with him" Daejung replied after the bow.

"Who on earth have told you to scold him?" Grandfather Woo started scolding Jungkook's father as if this was the story Mr. Jeon had lied to him. "You still don't know how to behave with your son. Nobody grew this audacity to yell back at my Millaeui Wang"

"I have to find him" Jimin talked to himself while trying to run off but Mrs. Jeon grab him.

"What's wrong with this kid always ready to run away while carrying my great grandsons?" Jungkook's grandfather noted to his son.

"Jimin, you can't just go around the city like this" Mrs. Jeon tried to calm Jimin down.

"Especially, now after people know you are Park Korain's son" Mr. Jeon told him.

"He will come back. This father and som duo is like this. You are new to this, don't worry about it so much" Grandfather Woo assured Jimin.

"You all aren't getting it! He is already dealing with so much and... he is hurt. And alone. I have to go" Jimin started crying and grandfather Woo just looked at him. While Mr. And Mrs. Jeon looked down, could understand Jimin.

"It's just an everyday fight. Hei-Ran, take him home, his pregnancy is playing with him" Grandfather Woo ordered his daughter-in-law before standing up to leave and Jimin just looked away.

"Maybe, he has gone to his house" Mr. Jeon started to Jimin once his father left.

"Let's go there first, then I promise, we will go together everywhere to find him" Mr. Jeon assured Jimin as if he was a baby while gesturing Daejung to take Jimin home and Daejung just looked at Mr. Jeon, both of them knew Jungkook wasn't home since Mr. Jeon had already made Daejung assigned someone there as well to inform them.

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The rain was hitting the window at night, Jimin was looking out from, with his eyes and nose all blushing pink as he had been crying. He checked the time on the wall clock which was stating 1:00 A.M.

Jae-Hwa and Melody were sleeping on the couch covered by their baby blanket, while Mrs. Jeon was sitting right beside them, caressing their hair as the babies had their heads on her lap.

Jimin saw some headlights flashing into the driveway of his house and he rushed out of the door of his house, making one of those bodyguards to hover an umbrella on Jimin who found Mr. Jeon getting out of that car with Daejung with an umbrella over him.

"I can't believe this... he is nowhere. Not even with Taehyung" Mr. Jeon told Jimin until his phone began ringing a call from grandfather Woo. "Yes, father. Jungkook was at his house, he is sleeping already," Jimin listened to Mr. Jeon lying on the call until he hung up.

"He would be just staying at a hotel to clear his mind. Don't worry about him, he isn't a kid, he knows how to take care of himself. Don't stress yourself, it's not good for the babies" Mr. Jeon told Jimin while forcing Jimin to turn around and go inside the house with him.

Jimin kept looking down, no assurance could ease his heart. He was trying to look collected but words weren't seem to calm him down, soon when he was about to step up on his house's threshold, Daejung opened the car's door to park it by the parking of the house with other cars but, Jimin suddenly let go of Mr. Jeon's grip on himself and ran up to that car.

"Jimin?!" Mr. Jeon called but Jimin just pushed Daejung away and got inside the car, being soaked in rain by now, he pushed the accelerator harshly and with a loud voice of the car's exhaust, he reversed the car this time better than before and roughly drove out of Jungkook's mansion gates.

"Jimin?! This kid is crazy" Mr. Jeon stressed and Daejung just looked at the sideway pavement bricks Jimin just broke while reversing the car.

"Don't think Mr. Park knows how to drive well" Daejung noted and Mr. Jeon's tensed face grew even dense.

"What?! Daejung, go after him. Be quick!" Mr. Jeon ordered and Daejung abruptly nod to get another car.

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Roselyn opened the door of her house upon those loud knocks and discerned Jimin being soaked in rain.

"Jimin, what are you doing her..."

"Is my husband here?" Jimin asked, cutting her off in a low voice as if he was expecting Jungkook to be there.

"No..." Roselyn's reply made Jimin's eyes to frown with rage as he grabbed Roselyn's arm harshly, his eyes were so different for her when he pushed her inside her house and locked the door of her house.

"Now, tell me positively why you did that to him?" Jimin asked her, emphasizing.

"Jimin... Kosan has my son. If I wouldn't have done whatever he is telling me to do, he will sell my son to a different country to a rich man... please forgive me" Roselyn began crying while trying to hold Jimin's hand but Jimin yanked his hand away.

Though, Jimin's angry eyes softened a little, her condition was making sense to Jimin until the door began banging harshly. Roselyn abruptly hid Jimin behind herself.

"You shouldn't have been here..." Roselyn told Jimin, trying to protect him.

"I can always smell you, Jimin" They heard Mike's flirty voice with his evil scoff as they felt the door was being hit to be broken.

"Hide somewhere" She panicked but the door was already broken open and Mike snickered as he found Roselyn sobbing and Jimin who wasn't facing him.

"Look who is here, my slut is back to me, my bed was longing for you. Looks like I catch the bird this time..." Mike started as he grabbed Jimin's arm to turn him around harshly but his breath hitched as he was pinned on the broken door by Jimin, Mike coughed out blood as he looked down on himself and found Jimin's hand holding his beautiful knife thrusted into Mike's stomach.

"I don't have time for you. I have to look for my Jungkook" Jimin whispered with his gritted teeth out of rage as he applied more pressure on his knife and Roselyn just abruptly checked if someone else was there. But there wasn't.

"This is for all of those times you forced yourself on me but I am nobody's slave now to bear with it" Jimin told Mike who had his eyes wide looking back at him once Jimin took his knife out to stab him again and again until Mike left his weight on the floor and Jimin took his knife back.

Roselyn just looked down at Mike's corspe and gulped. "Go... go away" She yanked Jimin out of her house abruptly to his car. "Just go!" She screamed at him and Jimin just panted while getting into his car, looking at Roselyn with his teary eyes as if he knew in what he had thrown her.

"It's okay, baby. Just go" Roselyn assured him and Jimin started his car with his bloodied hand.

Roselyn just watched Jimin drove off from that place with his speedy driving and she abruptly went inside to grab a kitchen knife, dirty-ing it with Mike's blood. Taking Jimin's blame.

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Jungkook was sitting on a bench by the river in a grassy lane by a road that was too empty because of the cold late night. Staring at a space infront of him expressionlessly. Soaking himself with his expensive black suit under that heavy rain with his hair rolled back. All alone.

He sipped from a bottle of beer he had, as he raised his hand to touch the bottle to his mouth, something fell down on the grass from his coat's pocket.

Jungkook bended down to pick that colorful beaded thing to realize it was that handmade choker which was stating 'Daddy'.

Jungkook checked the time on his wristwatch which was stating 2:30 A.M. He missed the time to read his daughters' bedtime story.

He hoped, Jimin would have read them by now...

Jimin... Jimin...

The name engulfed Jungkook's senses.

He took out his (new) phone from his pocket to see 9 missed calls from his dad but 99+ missed calls from only one contact that was stating 'My Bride'.

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On the other side, Jimin was hasty, wiping his eyes from his bloodied hand to make his tears go off his vision to drive, looking around everywhere, driving with his windscreen pushing the rain off his view.

His phone began ringing and Jimin looked down at his phone to discerned Jungkook's name. He heaved a sobbing relieved sigh as he put the car on auto and abruptly received the call with his hands perplexed as well since the poor guy has been driving since an hour and his beautiful hands weren't used to of that.

"Hey, Pulchritude" Jimin heard Jungkook's dulcet voice from the other side of the call.

"Three words. Where the fuck are you?" Jimin emphasized.

"They are five words, you Vermilion Pulchritude" Jungkook snickered.

"Oh, Jungkook, fuck you! You have no idea how scared I was!" Jimin began crying being hyper as he complained.

"Why are you crying?"

"Because you are so stupid, I want to smack your ass for fuck's sake! Come back to me" Jimin begged while resting his forehead on his steering wheel.

"It's pouring on me, it's beautiful here... Come to me"

"Don't you know rich people get sick in rain? What are you even doing with your life...? Wait... Are you drunk?" Jimin asked as Jungkook's replies weren't sensible. "Just tell me where are you?"

"I don't know. I have been walking... took a few sip on beer...

"You are drunk?! Aren't you?!"

"Not really... don't yell like my mom at me... but wait, which one is actually my mom? The one who raised me as a mother or the one at the Wacko..." Jungkook snickered drunkenly.

"Jungkook, just tell me where are you?"

"Just by the river in a park on an ugly bench that smells so bad... I wish it could smell like you"

"You are drunk as fuck. Just stay on that ugly bench, you jerk. I am coming to you. Just don't you dare moving your ass for anything or you are dead and stay on the call with me..."

"I am a little sleepy, Jimin"

Jimin just sighed while rolling his eyes as he geared up his car, tracking Jungkook's call location.

Listening to Jungkook babbling his name and talking nonsense until Jimin heaved a breathy smile, spotting Jungkook's back at the riverside on that bench. Jimin abruptly pulled up the car right with the pavement though, it harshly bumped into the sideway rocks of pavement infront. beside the playground with the river.

Those tiny rocks slided down on the grass to Jungkook's feet and Jungkook looked down at them, standing up to look at his behind but turned to see his Vermilion Pulchritude rushing down to him along with those small stones.

"Jungkook?!" Jimin cried as he ran up to him and wrapped himself all over Jungkook, making the latter to fell into the grass behind him.

"Fuck..." Jungkook groaned with a drunk laugh as his back hit hard on the ground but Jimin just grabbed his face and kiss him all over his face enthaustically.

"Where were you the whole day?!" Jimin asked crying, while pushing Jungkook away to punch his shoulder, hitting him. "You motherfucker?! I was so scared. I am so mad at you! You..." Jimin was hitting Jungkook until Jungkook sit up to grab Jimin's working hands and kiss him to shut him up. Relaxing Jimin's pulse into the kiss.

"Pulchritude..." Jungkook started as he broke the kiss. "Roselyn is my mother" Jungkook told him.

"No. She isn't. She lied on Kosan's order. Doesn't it make sense that Kosan really wants to harm your family by doing so? Your mother is your mother. Really, she herself is from the Wacko" Jimin assured and Jungkook just hugged Jimin's torso and left his face into Jimin's chest when Jimin was straddling his legs.

"I am so done with this, Jimin. I don't want to do this. I don't want to keep doing this..." Jungkook sobbed into Jimin's arms and Jimin took off his red coat to hid Jungkook from the rain in it.

"It's okay. Everything will be okay" Jimin consoled him, getting hit by the rain himself in that skimpy one-shoulder top of his but had Jungkook covered till his head.

"How? Lixue has my phone, I had it until we went there... my phone had that email related to Wacko, Jimin. They will sue my grandfather... I know she will get him killed before the lawsuit... Why these people are after me?" Jungkook was babbling like a baby being slightly drunk like that, crying into Jimin's chest under the open sky being on that grass.

"Nothing will go wrong. If my mother has it... I promise, everything will happen the way you want it to be" Jimin assured with so much determination into his eyes.

"But what if my grandfather is the one selling people in Wacko...? How can I let it slide? How can I hide his crime? They do it to anyone... what if someday one of our daughters got abducted into that lechery? How can I let a place like that run and pretend that I don't know anything? How, Jimin?" Jungkook sobbed and Jimin just pecked his forehead.

"My love, we should go back home, come on, let's get up or you will get sick" Jimin sweetly requested while helping Jungkook stand up on his feet. Grabbing that bottle of beer from the ground along and throwing it into nearby trashcan, being a nice citizen.

"I don't want to go home" Jungkook denied while wrapping Jimin's coat around Jimin's body with his tipsy pout.

"But you have to" Jimin told him while dragging him up along with him but Jungkook refused to walk.

"I was born in the Wacko as well... I won't get sick" Jungkook added.

"There is no such rule, come on..." Jimin told him while wrapping his coat back around Jungkook and grabbing Jungkook's arm, yanking him up till the car but Jungkook refused to get any closer to the car while getting away from Jimin's grip.

"Mr. Jeon..." Jimin tsked until Jungkook throw Jimin's coat away and turned Jimin around by his arm, pulling him closer by his waist.

Jimin just panted into Jungkook's mouth being that close with his wide eyes and Jungkook just gently grabbed Jimin's hand, pecking the back of it and made it rest on his own shoulder tenderly.

Jungkook grabbed Jimin's other hand and intertwined their fingers, making Jimin to just look into his eyes, feeling Jungkook's hand around his waist until Jungkook took a step to their side, having Jimin along. Making Jimin to follow up being dumbfounded.

Having a couple dance in the middle of the asphalt concreted road under the night sky with that pouring rain over them.

Jimin simpered as he learned the dance along Jungkook, it wasn't the pervert version invented by Jungkook back then at the cruise party.

Jungkook just rocked Jimin in his arms fondly, with his cheek touching the latter's.

Lifting his own face away to look into Jimin's eyes and noticed Jimin's cheeks blushing pink as Jimin broke the eye contact with his husband, even when the latter was tipsy he was making Jimin shy. Jimin's whole drenched one-shoulder top and dark blue jeans weren't enough to shelter him from the goosebumps the rain and Jungkook was giving him.

Jungkook just pecked Jimin's forehead and suddenly made Jimin back away by his hand just to pull him even closer, grabbing Jimin's one thigh up and supporting Jimin's back, Jungkook bended the latter for a gentle dip (dance move) and Jimin ended up chuckling.

Jungkook raised Jimin back up to make their faces even closer, making Jimin's chuckle turned into a teethy smile as he looked down at Jungkook's lips. Grabbing Jungkook's shoulders even more confidently, being danced by Jungkook like he owned it now.

Without any music other than the rain echoing its pour to everywhere. Jimin was loving it as if it was his idyllic fairytale. Forgetting about everything that just happened or about everything that could happen.

Jungkook just fondly smiled at Jimin who was giggling and twirling on his toes as Jungkook made him turn round by his hand. Twirling around with his blonde soaked wavy hair and his beautiful Crescent moon eyes smiling wide. The crystal chains dangling from his waistband twirled along with him.

That was Jungkook's love. Engulfing the sad night with his beautiful giggle. The rain sounded so melodic to Jungkook with his laugh echoing within.

Jungkook bended Jimin down for another dip and Jimin just freely raised his hands in space over his head with a free teethy smile. Letting the rain touch his whole body. Making Jungkook to adore his innocent existence even more.

Jungkook just pulled Jimin up back closer, colliding their noses together and Jimin just looked up into Jungkook's eyes. Jungkook just pecked Jimin's forehead and Jimin pecked his cheek and when Jungkook traced his lips down to peck Jimin's cheek, Jimin pecked Jungkook's jawline. Then, they both went for each other's lips.

Fondly, kissing each other's lips softly under the rain, being in each other's arms, still rocking lowly to their dance with Jimin's arms wrapped around Jungkook's neck and Jungkook's arms around Jimin's waist.

"Mr. Park found Mr. Jeon but... now they are dancing in the rain for about 30 minutes" Daejung reported to Mr. Jeon being in a car a little far away from the couple.

"What?!"

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Jin was in his baby pink silk button-up shirt and matching sleeping shorts, sipping on a drink, reading a book being at his side of the bed under the light of the nightstand's lamp until, the bathroom's door was opened and Namjoon walked out of it, ruffling his hair with a towel, being in a grey tanktop and pajamas.

The juice liquid going into Jin's mouth from the straw fell down back into the cup as he looked away with his flushed cheeks.

Namjoon just went to his laptop and sunk into the bed on his side with his laptop on his lap. Two huge pillows between him and Jin.

While, Namjoon was confusedly staring at Jungkook's message that was sent earlier in the morning, ordering the latter to not email the case he was writing to Mr. Park, Jin was catching glimpse on Namjoon's toned bulky chest in his tanktop.

Jin couldn't focus in his book. He definitely was dealing with something Jimin calls 'Sexual Tension'.

No. Never. He could never be a victim of this disease but...

The smell of Namjoon's showered cologne had engulfed the room. Jin just gulped while curling his toes onto another as Namjoon drank water from a bottle he had, raising his biceps up to bulk them up into a thick mass and Jin ogled so bad. From his thick biceps to his lips and then to his throat gulping the water.

Jin just blinked his eyes away, his breath getting heavy for no reason as he tucked his hair behind his ear and traced his fingers down on himself. Slowly, opening his few collar buttons on his pink silk shirt, making his shirt to reveal his chest. God knew how Jimin seduced men and why he never tried learning it from Jimin, Jin gently slided neckline off his shoulder and glanced at Namjoon.

But, the latter was busy typing on his laptop as if it was the end of the world.

Jin rolled his eyes and leaned back on the bed, still didn't get any attention. Jin slowly slided the blanket off his one leg.

He tucked the hem of his shorts and wrap it up to make it an underwear, almost leaving his leg naked as he raised his knee up but Namjoon was focused in his laptop.

Jin thought men like him loves legs. Jin glanced at Namjoon's toes placed one onto another and slided his own toe towards them. Touching the bedsheet all around Namjoon's toes with his toe.

Didn't work.

Jin tsked to himself and opened almost half of his chest's buttons, laying down and closing his eyes to pretend to be asleep, gathering all the courage, he placed his naked leg on Namjoon's leg. Acting asleep.

Namjoon looked down at Jin's beautiful leg on his thigh and quirked his eyebrow like a pervert, checking if Jin was asleep and the latter looked like it. Namjoon softly caressed Jin's thigh as he worked on his laptop with his other hand. Tracing his hand up on Jin on his smooth beautiful skin and Jin bit his lower lip when Namjoon's hand was about to invade his shorts's hem, a breathy moan was about to escape Jin's mouth but Namjoon stopped the touch.

"No, Namjoon" Namjoon talked to himself while shaking his head in denial. "You can eat his skin once he would want it" Namjoon consoled himself. "That's never gonna happen" Namjoon caressed his own heart ahead and then placed Jin's leg down on the bed, covering it with blanket like a saint and resuming his work.

Jin opened his eyes with a mad glare. Or getting what Jimin calls it 'Sexually Frustrated'.

Jin clutched close his legs and at the same moment, the power of Namjoon's house went down. Leaving them in complete darkness with just Namjoon's laptop lit up until Namjoon realized his battery was running low.

Jin smirked as he heard the thunder bolting outside of their house, as if he got an idea.

"Seriously?" Namjoon tsked while lifting his laptop and blanket aside to order any of his servant up and get them checked the power panel but his hand was tightly clutched by a grip.

"Don't leave..." Jin whispered in the speed of light to him and Namjoon just blinked his eyes at him until the mild thunder echoed and Jin acted scared.

A guy who could rob a castle and could use all sort of weapons, being scared of thunder wasn't registering to Namjoon.

"If I won't go and kick someone's ass downstairs their lazy asses won't fix it" Namjoon told Jin. "Go back to sleep" Namjoon added and Jin let go of his hand.

"Yeah, whatever. Go" Jin shrugged as if he just didn't stop him, rolling his eyes.

Namjoon just simpered, shaking his head at Jin as he gave up the idea of leaving Jin alone in the room and placed his laptop aside to get into the bed. Lying comfortably to sleep and Jin just looked at him with a sharp gaze.

"Promises of fake wars in the name of love and can't even comfort for a slight bit" Jin scoffed to himself while hitting his blanket away to get in as well to lay down.

Listening to the rain hitting the roof, Jin just clutched onto his blanket, panting as he slowly picked one pillow between them and placed it aside. Going for the second and neighbor's cat helped him.

Jin heard a thunder and something broke into the floor in the balcony.

Jin screamed, pretending to be scared while sitting up, making Namjoon to sit up as well abruptly. "What? What is it, hon?" Namjoon asked, scanning the room with his phone's flashlight and Jin just abruptly wrapped his arms around Namjoon's neck. Colliding his heated body on his husband's.

"Someone is in the balcony" Jin complained in a whisper, having his cheek pressed on Namjoon's. Inhaling Namjoon's freshly showered scent as he clutched onto Namjoon's bicep from his one hand, leading Namjoon's hand down on his own waist.

"It must be Judy, Neighbor's cat. Go to sleep" Namjoon assured while making Jin let go of himself and tucking Jin in the blanket like a gentleman. Tucking his own hair behind his ear, Jin looked away.

Jin just gulped and before Namjoon could lay back down to sleep, Jin abruptly turned to grabbed Namjoon's face and smashed their lips together.

Namjoon raised his hands up and away from Jin like a surrendered culprit as Jin didn't let go of his face and moaned into the kiss, pushing Namjoon back on the bed and hovering him to deepen the kiss. Sucking Namjoon's lips while Namjoon had his eyes wide as Jin straddled him.

"Eat my skin, you bastard" Jin whimpered as an ordered between the kiss, riding Namjoon's clothed manhood.

"Am I in heaven?" Namjoon whispered to himself before grabbing Jin with all of his might and switching their positions harshly, making Jin to moan out a hitched scream as Namjoon hit his clothed manhood right between Jin's open legs for Namjoon. Kissing Jin back as hungrily as Jin was.

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Jungkook's sleep was broken by that sunlight scattering through the huge windows of his bedroom.

He was in a soft black nightsuit set. Feeling his body burning, Jungkook tried to sit up to realize he had a white rag strip to his forehead. Another rag strip floating into that huge bowl placed beside Jungkook on the nightstand as if someone was trying to tune down Jungkook's fever through out the night. Some medicine and prescriptions placed by his nightstand as if some doctor wrote them for him.

Jungkook's head ached like hell and when he tried to lift his hand to grab the wandering load on his head to realize his hand was gripped by another hand. A red thread wrapped around their hands.

Jungkook just frowned as he looked at that other hand clutched onto Jungkook's hand wrapped by the thread along out of nowhere until, Jungkook sit up to see the source of it and found that familiar blonde haired head placed on the bed beside Jungkook while Jimin himself was sitting on the floor. Sleeping.

"Jimin?" Jungkook panicked upon finding the latter on the cold floor in a sitting position, sleeping, which was clearly not okay in his pregnancy.

Jungkook abruptly tried to lift the latter in a bridal style to make him be in the warm bed as soon as possible but the red thread tied to their pinky fingers was just 12 inch long and tight enough to not let Jungkook use his right hand properly.

"Jimin, baby, wake up" Jungkook managed to pull Jimin up on the bed but the latter refused to wake up. Making Jungkook to realize that Jimin himself was burning in fever and his lips weren't that blushy pink as they are normally.

"Jimin?" Jungkook kept calling while pulling Jimin into his embrace. "Meryem?!" Jungkook yelled (the maid's name) being panicked.

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"What you all were doing when he slept on the floor like that?" Jungkook was scolding his household's staff being on a chair beside Jimin, having his pinky finger tied to Jimin's pinky finger by that 12 inch long red thread still, making Jungkook to just stay 12 inches away from him.

A lady doctor checking Jimin while Jungkook's household staff standing in a row by the bedroom's wall. "And when the doctor came last night for me why he wasn't checked or treated as well?" Jungkook scolded further until the doctor seemed to be done with the check-up on Jimin.

"Mr. Jeon, make sure he takes this medicine on time" The doctor told Jungkook. "He will get better but other than this medicine he can't intake any pharmaceutical drug in his pregnancy"

"I think we better arrange an ultrasound as well..." Jungkook still looked uneasy and worried.

"No need, Mr. Jeon. His mild baby bump is fine with him. Everything is fine by him. He just need rest and he will be all okay by the evening" The doctor assured.

"And why he is breathing like that?" Jungkook pointed at Jimin's mildly quicken breath.

"It is normal, Mr. Jeon. He is just sleeping"

"Should I cover him with the blanket?" Jungkook asked abruptly.

"No, you shouldn't for now. Just a mild sheet and make sure he eats"

"When? He is sleeping for now" Jungkook looked like a newly father talking about his first baby.

"Whenever he wakes up, make sure he takes something energetic" The doctor replied.

"He is picky to chew..."

"Yes, you can give him liquids. Anything else you want to ask, Mr. Jeon?" The doctor smiled at Jungkook's tensed self and Jungkook abruptly controlled his expressions into the usual 'Cold CEO' ones.

"No. You are dismissed" Jungkook ordered her and she bowed to leave, making Meryem guide her out to the exit.

"You all get out as well" Jungkook ordered his servants in a scolding manner. "How about you all get out of this house for a few days. I don't want you all here infront of my eyes" Jungkook added. "How useless someone can be. You all have just one job to do, just one. To take care of him while I am not at home. Okay, Mi-Sun had you all wrapped up for petty demands so, I could assume you all were busy but Jimin never ask you people for anything, I have seen it how does everything all by himself. Can't you people take care of him on your own? Just get out" Jungkook sharply dismissed them, watching them leave after bowing and closing the bedroom's door after them.

Jungkook just pecked Jimin's forehead and rested his head on Jimin's pillow, holding his hand that was tied to him and gently caressed Jimin's stomach.

Jungkook's phone started ringing and he tried to extend his right hand to pick it up but it was tied to Jimin's so, he used the left one. Jungkook checked the caller's ID and it was stating 'Grandpa Woo'.

Probably to ask why he wasn't there at the company by now or if his dad would have told him that Jungkook is sick so, he must be calling to take an update on Jungkook's health.

For the first time in his life, Jungkook, declined his grandfather's call with a frown showing his feelings of revulsion and disapproval to the man's idiol existence. Jungkook couldn't get a solid evidence so far against his grandfather but still the sore feeling in his heart for the man was growing slowly.

Jungkook switched his phone off until...

Jungkook was there, blowing the steam off the soup gathered in a spoon he managed to hold with his hand tied to Jimin's. While, Jimin was watching him, being leaned back on the bed's headboard, opening his mouth once Jungkook fed him on the soup.

"Is it hot?" Jungkook asked and Jimin shook his head in denial with a smile once Jungkook wiped the soup off from the corner of Jimin's lips with his thumb.

"Does being sick feels this bad?" Jimin pouted.

"See, you are richer than me now that's why you are sicker than me" Jungkook snickered and Jimin sticked his tongue out to him while rolling his eyes. "That was horrible, Jimin. Your this face will come to my nightmares now"

"Even, rolling my eyes give me a headache" Jimin grabbed his head.

"Now stop complaining and have it" Jungkook placed a pill into Jimin's mouth once the bowl was empty and made Jimin sip on the water from the glass.

"It's so bad. I wish I wasn't rich" Jimin pouted, complaining and Jungkook just pressed a harsh peck into Jimin's cheek, gathering Jimin into his arm as he made the latter to lie down with him in bed.

"Just go to sleep, my lovely baby" Jungkook whispered to Jimin who was curled up into Jungkook's chest just to yawn like a small baby.

"Mr. Jeon, can you protect Roselyn and her son out of that hell for me?" Jimin whispered to Jungkook who looked down at Jimin.

Jungkook just pecked Jimin's forehead, caressing his blonde hair back those were still a little wavy and textured from the last night's rain and Jimin closed his eyes to fall asleep.

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"Just a dinner at Korain's house and Jungkook's eyes are totally different. He declined my call for the first time. The kid who used to pick up my call in first 5 seconds, is now declining it" Jungkook's grandfather stated, being in his office and Jungkook's father who looked away, Jungkook wasn't picking up his father's phone as well, neither his mother's. He needed time.

"Father, he is sick. Don't think about it much, maybe, he did it by mistake" Jungkook's dad tried to explain.

"He could have called back. That Lixue woman is filling his brain with poison against his own family. She could clearly see Jungkook could leave us for his bride so, she is playing along" Grandfather Woo added.

"Maybe, it isn't what we are thinking..."

"I can't believe this, Jong-Soo. If this thing keeps going on like this, we have to find a solution to this" Grandfather Woo cut his son off his sentence.

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Jungkook was just caressing Jimin's blonde hair, watching the latter sleeping peacefully being curled up into Jungkook's embrace, until his phone began ringing again.

This time it was Mr. Park's call.

Jungkook just frowned as he gulped. He hesitantly picked the call and leaned his phone to his ear.

"Good Morning, Dad"

"Good morning, son-in-law. I just read the email last night that you sent and my people already finished working on those bastards. They all will be fired from their positions in an hour and in the afternoon we will raid that hell Wacko down with every owner of that filthy place. Thank you so much. I am so proud of my Jimin's choice. I just wanted to tell you that the work you did on that email is remarkable..."

Mr. Park happily told him unaware of the fact that Jungkook never sent him the email. Jungkook made sure he changed his all mails passwords but Lixue indeed had her sources.

Jungkook abruptly hung up on Mr. Park without caring about manners and clutched onto his own hair. Panting hard as he looked vexed in himself with a frown.

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Jimin woke up with a wide smile to find himself hugged by his daughters from either sides. Huge pillows surrounding the edges of the bed to not let the kids fall. A glass of juice placed on Jimin's nightstand with two empty baby cups while his daughters were snoring at the moment by him.

Jimin was all happy until he noticed that black nightsuit Jungkook was wearing was thrown on the couch of their bedroom as if Jungkook did change his clothes in a hurry to leave for somewhere.

Jimin abruptly sit up and looked down at his hand to find that red thread tied to his pinky finger was dangling empty on his other end.

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"Boss, Mike is nowhere to be found..." A man was telling Kosan who was in his office when another guy rushed in to bow. "Boss, Jeon Jungkook wants to meet you" The other guy looked hasty.

"You mean... The current CEO Jeon?" Kosan asked, having two women on either sides of his seat's armrests.

"Yes, the current CEO" Jungkook himself cleared Kosan's confusion as he walked into the room and that guy from earlier looked scared till death as he backed away, holding a knife behind his back until Daejung walked in after Jungkook and lifted his coat to that guy, revealing a gun on his waistband.

Making those two women to abruptly stand up and rush out of the room.

"How did you know I will be here?" Kosan casually smoked on his cigar as he asked Jungkook. Obviously, Namjoon backstabbed.

"I also know that, Mike has disappeared, your brother isn't here either for now and you are all alone with less security since some people are missing... suddenly" Jungkook shrugged as he dragged that chair back to have a seat at Kosan's desk infront of him. Noting the policemen being fired since the dawn but Kosan would wish he knew.

"I am here just as a customer" Jungkook added and Daejung blocked that guy's way who tried to leave the room to call more help.

"I watch news. You didn't bother to pay for our bird while flying away with him and getting married to him. At least, 30 beauties in Wacko gives that revenue together which Jimin all alone used to earn for us... from killing a man to pleasing a man, he was our multi-talented jewel until he gave birth to that child and became a begger" Kosan stated while exhaling the smoke out of his mouth.

"Daejung" Jungkook eyed Daejung who placed a black briefcase styled back on Kosan's table and slided it to him.

Kosan just looked at Jungkook, confused as he opened the beg and revealed money. A bag full of cash.

"This money isn't for Jimin" Jungkook told him.

"Then what else, Mr. Jeon?" Kosan tilted his head at him.

"I want Roselyn's son. I know she had a son before you all made Jimin her son"

"What will you do with him? You already got the jewel"

"I am here to purchase them. Roselyn and her son. They won't be your slaves anymore" Jungkook emphasized.

"That old beauty is useless for us anyhow. The foodstuffs she sells being in that chicken uniform don't earn much either" Kosan shrugged, looking pleased to set her off.

"Daejung" Jungkook called him and Daejung placed another briefcase on the table.

"Will it be enough?" Jungkook asked Kosan who looked bewildered with that much money all at once.

"Yes, Mr. Jeon... why not? They both are yours" Kosan gestured that guy who went to comply with the order, letting Daejung stop blocking his way now.

"What else in the means of services you want, Mr. Jeon?" Kosan asked, passing Jungkook his sold smile.

"If you will keep speaking on the questions I will ask you, you probably will get a third bag" Jungkook assured until that man came back into the office and throw a timid boy on the table harshly infront of Jungkook.

"Roselyn isn't at her home. Probably is busy selling food brochures" That man stated while that skinnier boy in a coral blue sparkling cropped top and matching pants just kept his face down with his teary eyes. Sobbing as he abruptly stood up from the table and hugged himself.

"Be polite with him, he is Mr. Jeon's property now" Kosan abruptly stood up to grab that boy's arm to make him stand still. "He is all fine and healthy. Do you want to check him?" Kosan pushed the boy's parted black hair back gently to show his pale beautiful face to Jungkook.

"How am I supposed to know that he is Roselyn's son?" Jungkook asked and that boy looked at Jungkook, making Jungkook to look back at him and that boy abruptly broke the eye contact.

"There is no such way to tell you..." Kosan hesitantly snickered.

"That's fine" Jungkook had already guessed it by the way that boy got alerted. "We were talking about something else but I want this guy to wait out" Jungkook pointed Kosan's man.

Kosan gestured him to leave and Roselyn's son remained by the wall, sobbing voicelessly with so much hatred in his eyes for Jungkook, thinking everything wrong about Jungkook while Daejung was busy looking at him.

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The doorbell rang and Jimin opened the door of his house, being in a all red sweatsuit, having his blonde hair tied in two ponytails and red sparkling gemstones in the shape of teardrops was stick on his cheeks below his eyes and his lips bold red. He was probably playing a role in his daughters' game. Looking like he was sick of being sick already.

"Mr. Jeon, he just..." The security guard complained while Jimin looked at that man standing infront of Jimin.

"I am here to meet Jeon Jungkook or I will drag this matter to court" That unfamiliar man threatened Jimin being in a printed black silk dress shirt that had golden print to it, under black dress pants.

"I am Jeon Jungkook" Jimin rolled his eyes, boringly.

"Don't seem like him" That man stated.

"Obviously, it's a working day, Jeon Jungkook is never at home in these hours about which I already stay unhappy and for your information, Jeon Jungkook is my man" Jimin sassily raised the back of his hand infront of that man, flexing his red wedding ring.

"I see... you are the reason why he left Mi-Sun. Well... I am Lee, Mi-Sun's ex-boyfriend and Jae-Hwa's father" The man emphasized sharply and Jimin just looked at him.

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"I want to know what you have to do with my grandfather" Jungkook asked Kosan while Daejung wrapped his coat on Roselyn's son, making the boy to look at him but Daejung looked away with a firm serious face.

"Your grandfather?" Kosan asked.

"Chairman Jeon Jung-Woo"

"I am so sorry, Mr. Jeon. I can't speak on this matter even if you will give me another bag" Kosan politely snickered.

"Fine. Then keep this blue boy and return my money" Jungkook abruptly added and Daejung raised his hand mildy to Jungkook as if he was about to say something about returning that blue boy but didn't once Jungkook looked at him.

"You are way too quick in making decisions..." Kosan noted. "Jung-Woo is the co-founder of this place and my best friend. With much capital invested in this business of selling and purchasing beauties, he is even my boss" Kosan mentioned as if it was so hard for him to tell Jungkook. "But you are his grandson purchasing a fine beauty from us already, so we are on same team, right?" Kosan asked with his filthy grin and Jungkook had a deep horrified frown as he looked back at Kosan.

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Lee was looking around Jungkook's living room with a greedy grin when he was seated on the couch infront of Jimin who had an uneasy frown on his forehead, holding the lower part of his stomach and breathing unevenly.

"Mi-Sun just broke up with me and aborted our second child and found herself another man. I don't want to get in between in anything anymore. I was just here to talk to Jeon Jungkook about my daughter" Lee broke the silence and Jimin was trying so hard to control his tears.

"How can you be sure that she is your daughter?" Jimin managed to ask.

"How can't I be? Jae-Hwa was born 5 years later of Mi-Sun and Jungkook's marriage. She clearly didn't want Jungkook's child until we plan our baby. Girls aren't born in Jeons naturally. When will Jeon Jungkook be home?" Lee tsked while checking the time on his golden wristwatch.

"If you knew it? Why did you...?"

"Mi-Sun and I were waiting for Jae-Hwa to be the CEO and then I would have claimed her but Mi-Sun broke up with me. I can't play with her anymore..."

"Please. Try to understand this. Jungkook have raised Jae-Hwa like a father... Jae-Hwa and he... they are a family. They both can't bear with this" Jimin began sobbing. "It's a beg, Jungkook won't be able to bear it" Jimin pleaded with his tears rushing down as he was clutching onto his heart.

"Don't worry about it. If you are too fond of that lousy kid you both can keep her. I am not interested in keeping her, if Jeon Jungkook won't agree to my terms I am going to put that child into some orphanage or foster care anyways" Lee scoffed casually.

"What condition?" Jimin asked.

"You didn't get it already why I am here after all of these years? Obviously, I want money in exchange of her. Jeon Jungkook will give me enough money as I am going to demand every month or else I am going to file a lawsuit for Jae-Hwa's custody" Lee shrugged.

"How much money do you want for this month?" Jimin abruptly asked.

"You are really gorgeous with a brain. I just want a 100 million won cash at least, Jeon Jungkook can do that to protect his reputation that he couldn't get a woman pregnant and raised someone's else child with love like a clown"

"Please... I will manage the money but nothing about this should reach Jungkook. I will give you the money but you will have to go away from our lives as if this never happened. Jungkook shouldn't know about it" Jimin told him, like a beg. "He should not know. Nobody can bear a shock like that, he really loves his daughter..."

"My daughter" Lee sharply corrected Jimin. "And how can you arrange the money, you whore. Aren't you his slut yourself from the Wacko? I want to deal with Jeon Jungkook directly"

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"Sang, Jung-Woo, Sin-Joek and I were close friends since college, we had ordinary dreams and ordinary families but we wanted to earn in millions in a leisure business. Thus, we contributed in this business, Sin-Joek had some people abroad to kidnap children for us and we were stunned to see how many government officials got invested in our beauties to help us carry this small Wacko till each and every orphanage in Seoul" Kosan narrated the whole business story to Jungkook who was in his seat as if he was lifeless.

"How... how can I believe you? That whatever you are telling me about my... grandfather... is true!?" Jungkook asked, getting hyper all of the sudden and Kosan just blinked his eyes at him.

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"Go and call Jungkook to be here or else I am taking my daughter with me and we will meet in court" Lee threatened Jimin who started crying while blocking Lee's way to the staircase for Jae-Hwa.

"Please... don't do this. It's my family. It's about my husband and my daughter" Jimin begged and Lee caressed Jimin's face.

"You want to suggest me another way?" Lee asked while leaning in to kiss Jimin who pushed him away. "Why? Call the security and throw me out and see what I will do to your husband's reputation or sleep with me and I will accept your offer of money without telling Jungkook anything" Lee suggested while grabbing Jimin's face and pulling him closer, forcibly, trying to kiss him.

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Kosan took out a few documents from his drawers and presented them to Jungkook.

Jungkook hesitantly picked them and began reading those papers.

They were all the accounts details of money transferred from his grandfather's account. The land's papers. The area's authority, everything written legally under Jeon Jung-Woo's name. Under his grandfather's bank account and all the details. Nobody could make up those details to fake these documents. Only Jungkook could confirm that those were real.

Jungkook slowly stand up from his seat with those papers and Kosan just watched him.

Jungkook was fighting his tears back as he looked around the room as if he was looking for something.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jeon. We don't have cameras in the whole Wacko since many respectable customers like you don't want to be on the big screen" Kosan assured.

"Daejung, Since there are no CCTV, I am waiting for you outside" Jungkook ordered Daejung who bowed on the order once Jungkook walked out of the office and closed the door after him.

A few hustling noises engulfed, coming from the inside of the closed door of Kosan's office, until, the place went silent.

Jungkook was leaned on his car outside the club with his crossed arms and saw Daejung walking out with the both bags of money and with that boy sparkling coral blue all over from his eyeshadow to his shoes.

Daejung opened the backseats door for Jungkook who got in.

"You can sit with me, if you want to" Daejung told that boy hesitantly and that boy just looked at Daejung who opened the passenger's seat door for him.

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Jimin pushed Lee off himself and slapped him hard across his face.

"How dare you, whore?!" Lee yelled at him while holding his own slapped cheek. "Jae-Hwa!? Jae-Hwa?! We are leaving...!"

"Stop barking in my house! I am calling Jungkook as you want. Don't name her with your mouth!" Jimin yelled back and Lee just sharply scoffed while resting assured into the couch with a mad glare, watching Jimin rushing up the staircase for his phone.

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"Boss?" One of those Kosan's guy entered Kosan's office to find the office's wall behind Kosan's desk, drenched in blood dripping down and Kosan was seated on the floor with his eyes wide and a bullet gunshot pierced in the middle of his forehead. Dead.

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Roselyn was walking towards her house in her chicken costume until she spotted that boy sitting at the door's step with Daejung standing beside him.

Roselyn's breath hitched as she abruptly ran up to that boy. "Mom!" That boy cried as she kneeled down abruptly to hug the boy with all of her might.

Daejung just watched them crying and Roselyn looked up at Daejung with her teary eyes, mumbling a 'thank you so much'.

While, Jungkook was in the car that was pulled up a little away from them, crying his heart out while clutching onto his hair, trying to control his rage, hurt and tears as he was looking down at those documents with his grandfather's name and signatures, even the legal stamps on the cheque payment transfers were real.

Jungkook just lifted those papers infront of him to tear them apart. He had finished Kosan, he had the documents, he had all the evidence against his grandfather vanished if he would tear those documents and burn them to ashes but as Jungkook tried, he couldn't.

Jungkook just took a deep breath as he couraged up again to tear those documents but he didn't know what he should do as he watched Roselyn crying with her son being on the floor. His hands on the documents began to shake but couldn't damage the thing as he looked around himself.

He indeed was in his expensive car, opened his eyes in a gold castle but what about all of those years every single being survived in that filthy place since they opened their eyes in those dirty orphanages.

Could he let Melody be raised here? Would he still have side with his grandfather if Jae-Hwa would be a grown up woman getting abused here, sexually, like all of those beautiful girls Jungkook could see leaning by the street?

Jungkook just let go of those documents and took out his phone as he dialed a contact number to 'his bride' and leaned his phone to his ear. Sobbing.

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Jimin was staring at his phone. Crying as he was daring to call Jungkook. How could he call Jungkook to tell him that their Jae-Hwa wasn't their daughter and he should be at home to this.

Or in other condition that man wants to sleep with him.

Jimin was just crying in a corner, voicelessly, out of their daughters' bedroom, watching them from the crack of the opened door. Both the girls in their pink and yellow sweatsuit, having two ponytails like Jimin and crystals stick to their cheeks as well, busy playing with their stuffed toys with a chair empty which definitely was of Jimin.

Jimin just cried and blankly staring at his phone with his shaking hands until his phone, with Jungkook's contact undialed, began ringing with Jungkook's contact.

Jimin panicked as he abruptly wiped his tears.

He slowly dared to pick up the call but couldn't greet the latter.

"Pulchritude..." Jungkook's broke voice made Jimin to froze out everything.

"Pulchritude... my grandfather runs Wacko..." Jungkook's voice sounded sniffy as if he had been crying. "The documents Kosan has given me can't be fake. I am going to listen to my heart like you said..." Jungkook sobbed on the call, making Jimin to cry even more as Jungkook hung up the call and Jimin couldn't say anything to him.

How could he?

Jimin's teary eyes turned into a different glare as he slowly stood up from the floor.

Jimin wiped his tears with so much rage into his eyes as if Jungkook's broken sobs did hit something in him.

Jimin closed their daughters' bedroom door fully door voicelessly and locked it from the outside.

Jimin slowly walked back down to Lee.

"What is taking so long? Is he coming?" Lee demandedly asked. "Or, you are here to take your clothes off for me?"

"How about you wait in the backyard and I will get you the amount you are asking for, Jeon Jungkook told me to give you the money and since there are no cameras in backyard, he wants you to have this deal there" Jimin told Lee with a collected voice.

"Fine. You have that much money by you in this house? Shit, I would have asked for more but I am a man of my word, for this month I am okay with a hundred million won" Lee raised his index finger at Jimin as he lazily stood up to go to the backyard.

Jimin just watched him walking ahead and voicelessly, opened a nearby dresser's drawer to reveal his beautiful red sparkling knife.

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Jungkook wiped his tears and fixed himself as he took pictures of those pictures of those documents and sending them as an attachment to the email referring to Mr. Park.

All those memories of his with his grandpa from the moment he got his consciousness to the present, engulfed Jungkook's mind, making him sob as he slowly hit the send to the email to Mr. Park.

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"I should have asked for this house instead. No worries, next month..." Lee was casually chilling on the outdoor couch, looking at the beautiful backyard of Jungkook's house until a tight string of wire was wrapped around his neck harshly from behind.

Lee struggled while trying to grab that wire off his neck as he kneeled down on the ground from the couch but Jimin didn't let go of that wire as he finely slit Lee's throat with his red sparkling knife.

With the blood dripping all over the fancy couches, Lee tried to scream as Jimin let go of him. Holding his neck, Lee crawled away from Jimin.

"You will dare to hurt my Jungkook?" Jimin demandedly asked as he slowly walked up to Lee, hovering him and Lee just shook his head in denial, looking at Jimin's bloodied knife dangling from his beautiful hand. "You want to take my daughter away?" Jimin asked with his gritted teeth as he straddle Lee's legs to not let the latter go and stretched his hand holding his knife up with all of his force.

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Daejung got inside the car and Jungkook was just blankly staring away to the window with his eyes burning red with tears.

"Just drive me away from this hell, Daejung" Jungkook ordered him and Daejung started the car to drove off from the street.

Making Roselyn to watch Jungkook's car driving away as she sadly smiled at the car. Having her son into her arms and Daejung just glanced at that boy who was looking back at Daejung with his teary eyes.

"Daejung, I think it is time that you stop holding your balls all around on my orders and get yourself a house and a spouse" Jungkook broke the silence as he kept looking away and Daejung abruptly fixed his gaze back to the windscreen of the car.

As Jungkook's car drove passed that lane, Jungkook saw a wide range of police vehicles with their sirens on, rushing towards the Wacko.

It was afternoon. Mr. Park was quick in his promise.

Jungkook just watched that fuss with those media's vehicles rushing after them, making Jungkook to look away with his teary eyes as if he just depicted his family house's drive way with those reporters and media barging in and asking pathetic questions with hatred to the whole world.

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Jihyun happily scanned his thumb on Jungkook's security lock on the mansion's door and walked in, holding a huge teddy bear, a box of cake and chocolates with flowers, the teddy bear holding a pillow that was stating 'I Love My Twin Hyung'.

"Jiminie hyung?" Jihyun happily called but then paused in the living room as he heard some uncanny voices from the backyard.

Jihyun walked up to the backyard with a positive grin, keeping all the things close in his hug for his hyung until he froze at the scene infront of him.

Jihyun's smile disappeared with his wide eyes as he found Jimin stabbing Lee's chest all over, again and again. Creating a maroon mess on his red sweatshirt and pants. Having his blonde hair tied in two pony tails with his face covered with red crystals. Stabbing that corspe of the man with his beautiful knife and blood all over himself.

Jimin paused once he noticed Jihyun standing there like a statue with his horrified eyes and Jimin just panted while looking at Jihyun, shoving his knife behind his waistband as he casually walked up to that nearby shovel thrown on the backyard garden.

Ignoring Jihyun's presence, Jimin began digging the grassy ground with the shovel beside Lee's corpse and Jihyun just watched him with his teary eyes, panting as if he was about to have a panic attack.

Jihyun abruptly looked around as if he was checking if anyone was there but there wasn't.

Jihyun abruptly placed his brought gifts by the wall and rushed upto Jimin. Gabbing another shovel from the garden tools, Jihyun rushed back to Jimin and began digging the mud fast along with Jimin. Looking around to see if someone was there again and again as he dig the ground.

Jimin just looked at Jihyun who was crying but without pausing his hands on the shovel and Jimin just watched Jihyun in his perplexed self, helping Jimin for digging Lee's grave.

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Lixue was watching the news on TV. Clutching onto her dress's fabric over her chest as she watched Wacko's raid on the TV, watching those babies and toodlers being rescued by the police and all those young people being dragged out of those filthy clubs and street.

Jimin's manager and all those Mike's men getting arrested.

Lixue just cupped her mouth with her palm as she cried her heart out.

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