Hana POV

The sudden interview came to an end quicker than we anticipated. There were a couple of moments when I thought they'd blast us off with their questions but beside that, it went on smoothly.

Now, we're just waiting for the media to spread the hot news like wildfire and for our parents to know. I'm sure mom will jump all around the house when she'll hear the news. Appa would do the same too, but for a lesser time period.

"Appa will be so happy~" Jungkook sang as he sat down on his swivel chair in our office. I chuckled at him but...there was a question in my mind. I've observed this. In his conversation, never had he once mentioned anything about his mother, or siblings. He just praises his appa in helping him set up his Empire, or say this very frequently - "He is my hero"

"Jungoo?"

"Aw! Ah nae?" I guess he likes being called Jungoo.

"Um...not being very inquisitive but just curious about one thing honey." I mumbled under my breath, but loud enough for him to decipher.

"Hm..what might that be? I'll answer right away, if it's about me" he clarified.

"Well, yes, it is about you." I said. He smiled at my words and scooted his chair closer towards me, towards the couch on his side.

"Um...You never talk about your mother, much. Is there any...conflicts among you all?" I asked, extremely careful of my words but it did quite sound invasive.

I immediately regretted opening my darn mouth as I got a glimpse of anger and sadness lingering in his chocolate brown orbs. His gaze was held on his hands which were a lot more interesting than my stupid question.

"She...left us. A really long time ago that I don't even remember her anymore. That's all you need to know for now" he said, almost about to grit his teeth while saying that. My breath hitched at his tone. Seriously? I never expected that to be happening to him. I thought he had a nice, good old family of a cute chubby mom and a highly intellectual dad with some of his siblings.

And by this, I conclude.
Never should I trust my own opinions about other people. They are a 180 degree opposite to what I see and hear about them.

I exhale sharply as I sense his shadow moving towards the window to get a great view of the sunset.

"I'm sorry" I mumble quietly, fiddling with my fingers on my lap. I look up towards him and there was his silhouette, facing me. I know he knit his perfectly shaped eyebrows together in confusion.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that. At least not so soon in our bidding relationship." I said. I hate how honest, frank and blunt I am when I'm in situations like these.

He sighs and walks towards me, my eyes not leaving his well built figure.

"Baby, it's okay. As you said, it was indeed soon to ask me about this. Actually, I'm sorry. I wasn't in my best behaviour. But I promise, we'll talk about this later again okay?" he said with a reassuring smile. I nod my head and smiled back at him.

He cupped my face in his large palms and brought his soft warm lips closer to my forehead, placing a gentle kiss to it. I almost melted away into his touch.

Suddenly, the door bursts open with the lady who deserves to be despised. Her hair was a mess as if she tugged on it due to frustration, and...tears were staining her caked up face.

She looks pathetic.

"You!" she seethed and strode towards me with heavy steps. She looks like a ragged bear right now. Before she could hit me, Jungkook held her hand tightly, stopping and of her actions.

"YOU STOLE HIM AWAY FROM ME YOU WENCH! I hate you! JUST GO DIE!!" she snarled at my face. I was pretty offended and stepped away from Jungkook's protective stance.

"What? Failed to achieve your nasty goal? Huh Sooyeon? How does it actually feel now? In reality?" I felt like the past repeated itself. But this time, I knew who set her eyes on, and I have interest in that guy. My guy.

She was enraged more and thrashed in Jungkook's grip. She looked really miserable at the moment and I couldn't help but feel pity towards her. Her madness is what makes her herself, isn't it?

But her madness is clearly stupidity now. She has set eyes on a guy who is now in a relationship, now having a girlfriend and now..he is with his love. Not her.

"I'll see your end Y/n! I'LL SEE YOUR END DO YOU HEAR ME!?!" she screamed again. But this time, the door slid open and the cabinet members rushed into the scene, clearly understanding what was going on.

"Sooyeon! Shut the fuck up!" I heard Yoongi oppa screaming, and for the first time in my life, his eyes sparkled in a raw, untamed emotion of anger. He looked like a beast who you never want to enrage, ever.

"You. Are. Fucking. Fired" he served while taking slow steps towards her. He whispered something in her ears and...she stopped thrashing around. She just froze.

Her breath hitched while she sobbed bitterly. Without uttering any more words, she stormed out of our sight.

"Did we- did we just get rid of a problem?" Hoseok said carefully. I was not even surprised when they see as a mere problem and tagged her that title. All that was running in my mind was the provoking-ness and command in Yoongi's voice.

I couldn't help but think about what had he said to that wench. I wonder..

She belongs to the underworld. And yet, she was defeated in few moments by a mere citizen. A normal citizen.

"She won't be troubling you anymore...." he said in a calm voice. He turned on his heel and left the cabin in a calm and collected composure.

"What the fuck just happened?" I said, in horror, discovering my voice after a long time of silence.

Author POV

His eyes screamed anger.

His chest was heaving with uneven, sharp inhales and exhales. He looked as if he was going to kill anyone who comes in his sight.

He slammed the whiskey glass on the desk of his office, hard. The small, pointed pieces scrambled away from their owner, suddenly getting a life and running away from him and thriving to live.

His hands bled when the pieces stuck into his flesh, the red liquid flowing out freely through the puncture.

He took a deep breath and looked at the television, the news channel one last time before the remote flew with such great velocity, it created a crater in the TV.

He stood up, shaking with anger, frustration and betrayal.

His eyes were red with the main emotion flowing in them. His veins popped out everywhere in his body.
Even there.

He spoke to himself and his voice sounded like the devil possessed his being.

"How dare you, Jungkook"