↳ ❝🫐 [chapter 32] ¡! ❞🥃

LIA GAVE HOSEOK ONE SIMPLE RULE when going after Angelo for hitting her. That was don't kill him. That was all. She said nothing about Hoseok crushing his balls under the heel of his shoes or bringing him so close to death he can taste it on his tongue.

Hoseok wanted blood. He wanted to teach Angelo a lesson, to string him up and skin him like the animal he decided to be when he attacked her. No one touches his queen and gets away with it. Hoseok would burn the world down before he'd let anything happen to her.

It infuriated him to see the bruises on her neck that she would cover up, or her holding an ice pack to her cheek when it would hurt. Not only to put your hands on a woman but to be able to do that to your own wife. Hoseok couldn't possibly believe it.

He remembered the last time he got to beat someone up over a girl. It was Misun actually. She had called him crying because her date had slapped her after she wouldn't sleep with him. So he and Yoongi went to his house and asked his mom to bring him out, playing as his friends.

They took a single ride around the block and took turns beating him up before tossing him back at his house with one final message, to never talk to his sister again.

So Hoseok rounded up two of his men, and off he went to Angelo's house, ready to teach him the important lesson of keeping your hands off of women unless you wanted to get your ass beat.

Angelo had regretted his mistake. He never meant to hurt her, but his anger got the better of him. He tried to call and text to apologize, but Lia had blocked him and completely deleted his contact from her phone. She turned her back on him completely.

Angelo had gone to work that day, cutting it off completely with Laila and any other girl he slept with before her. Maybe he still held on to hope that he could make this right even though he knew she'd never come back to him. Maybe he just wanted to ease his guilty conscience.

It's been a long day of worry and stress for him. So when he got home, he was ready to get into bed and sleep away his worries.

Angelo kicked off his shoes beside the door and put down his bag before flipping on his living room light to find two men sitting on his couch and one blonde looking at the pictures hanging on the wall.

Angelo stumbled back. "What the fuck?! Who are you?" His back pressed against the wall, hand clutching the doorknob in case he needed to run out.

Hoseok carefully picked up a picture of Angelo and Lia. It was a picture of them at their wedding. Lia was wearing a beautiful dress white dress, smiling so bright. She was truly happy that day. In her eyes, he could see that she believed they'd last forever.

He sighed. "You know, I don't know what she found so attractive about you. You're an unloyal dumbass with violent tendencies." He put the picture down and looked at Angelo. "And now you hit her."

Angelo recognized him. The man he went to at the club. Why was he here? "What the fuck does that have to do with you? Get out of my house!"

Hoseok looked to his men and nodded, signaling for them to go. They got up and walked over to Angelo, grabbing him and dragging him to the middle of the living room. He tried to fight, yelling at them to let him go but their grips were iron-clad.

Hoseok came around and stood in front of Angelo as he dug into his pockets and pulled out his trusty brass knuckles. He was going to make this hurt. What he did to Lia was what Hoseok was gonna do to him 10 fold.

"Do you think it's okay to hit your wife, women in general, but your wife, huh?" Hoseok asks, slipping one of them onto his hands and then moved on to the other. "You have a lot of nerve coming to me, asking me to kill someone, but then you turn around and beat on your wife like that would just fly with me."

"Why do you care? You don't even know her!" Angelo was glancing nervously at the weapons in his hands, still struggling to get away. It hadn't clicked for him yet.

"I don't need to answer any of your questions. I don't owe you anything." Hoseok balled his hands into his fist around the brass knuckles and scowled at him. He scowled as all the hatred for this man came to the surface. "I don't owe anything to a man who chooses to beat his wife. But what I do owe you is a beating."

Hoseok cocked back and swung as hard as he could, hoping to at least crack skull. His hand connected to the jaw of the man. Angelo slouched in the hold of the man behind him, but Hoseok gave him no time to recover as he punched him again, this time in the stomach.

Hoseok smiled. This was quite satisfying. Hoseok didn't like hurting people, but he'd always take enjoyment in hurting those willing to harm others without remorse. And he'd take a special joy in hurting those who decided to hurt Lia.

"She was nothing but loyal to you and you took advantage of her." He pulled Angelo back up from his slouched position and hit him again. His hanger fueled him until all he could see was red.

He thought about Lia crying, the way she shook in his arms, how scared she was. He thought about the bruises around her neck, how he had to take pictures of them as proof for later.

Hoseok kept going and going until Angelo was coughing up blood and his face was swollen until he broke skin and started bleeding too. His hands were covered in Angelo's blood.

Hoseok came and grabbed Angelo by the hair, holding his head up in front of him. He bent down a little to get on his level. "She came to me, crying her heart out with bruises on her cheek and around her neck." He spat in the man's face, pulling out his pocket knife to hold to Angelo's neck. "You claimed to love her, you promised to love her and then you hurt her. I should fucking kill you for hurting her, but she told me not to."

For some reason, that's when it clicked for Angelo when the pieces came together and he could fully form the picture of who Hoseok was.

"You-You're the man...she's sleeping with." Angelo gasped out in realization. "You're the bastard she's cheating with."

Hoseok stared at him, his one, black, swollen eye and the uninjured one. He didn't say anything to confirm or deny, but his eyes told Angelo everything he needed to know. The way he spoke about Lia. He was the one who pulled her away from him.

Hoseok pressed the blade of the knife harder against Angelo's throat. "I want you to know I wanted to kill you. The only reason you're alive is because she doesn't want you dead for whatever reason. Every breath you take, every time you blink, every time you wake up in the morning, I want you to remember it's because she allows it. Your life is in her hands and I will not hesitate to end it if she pleases."

He presses until blood is drawn from his neck and then he backed up. "If you talk to her, look at her, even share the same air as her. I will make sure you're body's never found and trust me, I have ways of doing that."

With that, Hoseok snapped his fingers and the men let Angelo go. He collapsed to the floor, unable to get back up as he's forced to stare at the man who had done this to him. His eyes are dark, hateful. He despises Angelo and everything he had done to Lia, his love.

"Remember what I said. You're only still alive because she doesn't want you dead. Keep that in mind next time you decide to beat on a woman. She might just have the upper hand." Hoseok tapped him with his foot.

With that, they left, leaving Angelo there on the floor, slowly soaking his carpet with blood. He left the house phone on the couch beside him so he could call an ambulance on his own before going.

And with Angelo out of the way, Hoseok and Lia were finally free to be together.

What a happy ending.

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Yeahhhhh- not so much, but we're getting there. We have about...maybe 13-15 chapters left before the Epilogue and somehow it gets even crazier so hold on to your wigs, weaves, and natural hair cuz I'm in the business of scalping people.

Thank you all for reading. I hope you guys enjoyed and I wish you all a wonderful day/night.

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