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Sora's POV
"I won't let Yoongi perish. I'm sorry to disappoint you," I weakly smiled at Taehyung, finally pushing his hands off my body. I bent down to pick up my robe, then immediately walked into the bathroom before he could react.
"Sora... listen to me-," Taehyung knocked rapidly on the bathroom door. I slid down the wall and lowered my head against my knees. I can't- I just can't let either Bogum or Yoongi die. I know I'll bring more disorder if I let the heir live... but just like Bogum said- neither of us wants to fight this war. It isn't our war. If I choose Taehyung, I'll lose Yoongi and Bogum.
"Put on something warm, it's freezing cold," I replied, turning on the shower to drown out Taehyung's voice from the other side. I want Taehyung. I know I want him but I can't avoid my reality. Jihyun's people are very restless- they're fighting for justice- for Jihyun's unfortunate death. And I have to pay for my parent's treacherous crimes. The only way to calm the storm is to return the heir... and maybe... maybe the anonymous people will retreat for the time being. After washing up, I hurriedly changed into warm clothes and strolled down the hallway. Taehyung disappeared after I left him.
"Oh, you're awake?" Jungkook looked up at me while sipping onto a juice box. He was in the security department located east of the mansion's property.
"Did they locate the place?" I asked, scanning through the screens of all the data. The security team bustled busily all over the office to investigate Yoongi's whereabouts.
"Gandong, they think he's being held hostage in an abandoned steel factory. I've sent people over to watch the area, and it's heavily guarded," Jungkook nodded at the digital map on the screen where the x location was printed. He handed me his juice box, so I automatically accepted it without thinking.
"What?" I looked at his half-empty juice box in confusion.
"You can have it," Jungkook shrugged, leaning over the table to scan the map.
"What's with you..," I mumbled, taking a sip of the juice.
"I'm full, so finish it for me," Jungkook smirked. I shot him an annoyed expression. Am I his dumpster or something?
"Do you think we can get through them?" I asked, averting my eyes to the screen.
"They're heavily equipped. Strangely, the anonymous people have access to restricted weapons," Jungkook whispered, examining the pictures of the abandoned factory sitting on a deserted land.
"It's illegally smuggled from China," Do-hwan came striding into the room dressed in professional attire.
"What are you doing here?" Jungkook narrowed his eyes at Do-hwan.
"To be blunt, it's the elder's request to keep my eyes on your every action. Including your plan," Do-hwan said sternly.
"Yah-" Jungkook shot Do-hwan a sharp glare, but I quickly gripped onto his wrist to stop him from reacting.
"Let him," I shook my head, so Jungkook fired me a baffled look instead.
"Wae? The elders-"
"I'm hungry, let's go," I quickly dragged Jungkook out of the security department and headed towards the ball house.
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