Jeon Jungkook
The heir of the korean mafia.
cold, dark and mysterious
They call him the devil.
but what made him like that?
maybe its the abuse and neglect of his mother...
maybe the extensive mafia training he had to go
through... or maybe the reas...
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He is so close to me. His front is pressed up against my back. His mouth inches away from my ear. I can smell him. His masculine scent of nature with a hint of spice surrounded me like a blanket His one hand is on my waist while the other is over mine on the gun I am holding. My heart is racing and my hands are clammy.
"Shoot" he said and I did. I pressed the trigger and the bullet hits the dummy in the middle of the head.
"Good girl" he praises and it does something to me. Something that I had been unfamiliar with before meeting him.
There is dampness between my legs and something about having him pressed against me and praising me while teaching me how to kill is so filthy. Is excites me Its been two weeks since the dinner with my family and Kook and I had been closer than ever.
We cook together, go to work together, play with Leo together, sleep in each other's embrace and I usually wake up in his arms. I even wait for him to come home when he is called at the warehouse. It all feels so domestic. It's starting to feel like home. He is starting to feel like home.
I asked him to train me in self-defence and that's what we are doing right now. We usually work out together and he trains me afterwards. We just started working on weaponry a couple day ago and it's going incredible.
I fucked the gun in my pants when Jimin entered the room.
"Boss we need you" he said after nodding at me in acknowledgment passing a look to Kook that he understood.
Placing his hand on the small of my back, he leads me outside the room and down the hallway before stopping outside a door that I hadn't seen before.
"You can go to the office. I have something to do." He said after kissing both my cheeks and entering the door as I walked to his office a few doors away.
Sitting on his chair, My hand reached my pocket to get my phone out only to find Kook's instead and I remembered that I forgot to give it back after I talked to my parents. My phone number has been temporarily disabled due to the looming threat so I always use his when I need to call someone.
His phone rang and I looked at the caller ID only to see 'Father' on the screen causing me to frown. His father rarely calls him but when he does it's usually something important.
Deciding to find him and give him his phone, I exited the room and towards the door that Kook entered.
Standing in front of the door, I had this feeling in my gut that I don't know what to make of.
Turning the door knob I came across a staircase. It looks like something out of a horror movie. My mind screams at me to just turn around and go back to his office but I resist. I take a step down the stairs, cringing as the floor creaks. A pungent smell wafts my nose causing me to scrunch it.
A scream tore through the room and my eyes to widen. I placed my hand on the gun on my jeans and against my better judgement walked faster wanting to make sure Kook is alright.
A hand on my shoulder startles me and I turned around barely controlling the scream that was about to escape my mouth only to see one of Kook's men causing me to let out a sigh of relief.
"Maam. You shouldn't be here" he asserted with his eyes lowered to the floor as a sign of respect.
"I am alright," I said turning around and moving forward ignoring his presence.
"Boss wouldn't be happy ma'am," he said politely
"I will handle your boss" I said feeling a little guilty about talking to him this way even though he is just doing his job but I kept moving
I came across the room where the screams are coming from. Opening it, my breath hitches when I came across the scene.
Jimin and Mina are standing in the corner of the room with pale faces. Kook is sitting in a chair with a bloody knife in his hand. Across from him sat a man with several bruises and cuts on his face. Staring at his face, he seems oddly familiar. My head started pounding in my skull.
"Lisa. What are you doing here?" Kook yelled but I am too focused on the man to answer him
"Ah.. Lisa. You have grown to be so beautiful" the man slurred out, with a bloody smile on his face as his eyes roamed the length of my body making fear creep up my spine. "I am quite hurt you don't remember me. We used to have so much fun and you used to be such a good girl for us whoring yourself out to us" he continued and my heart stopped.
From the corner of my eyes, I can see mina shoving a handkerchief in his mouth and I know they want to do much more than that but are holding themselves back for my sake while Kook came behind me trying to get me out. But I stay rooted to the floor.
We used to have so much fun.
Whoring yourself out to us?
My head pounds when his sinister sounds echo in my ear.
Does that mean... Does that mean that he raped me? Us? more that just him?
"My love come on. We need to get out of here" Kook's voice entered my ears. his hand on my face, trying to get me to watch anything else but that man's face but my mind had stopped thinking of reason.
kill him, kill him, kill him echoes through my mind
The weight of the gun in the waistband of my pants feels heavy.
"Baby come on" his anxious voice pierced through the silence in the room but my only focus is on the rapist in front of me. My rapist
kill him, kill him, kill him.
Giving in to the temptation I pulled out the gun without thinking about what I am doing. My mind was screaming at me to give this man what he deserves.
Death. kill him, kill him, kill him.
I pulled out the gun. My finger is on the trigger and everything in the room stills. Slightly stilling my shaky hands and clearing my blurry vision I watched as the mans eyes widened with shock and fear and I felt nothing but satisfaction at that moment.
Pressing on the trigger a loud boom resonates through the room followed by silence when the bullet struck him in the middle of his chest.
Did I kill him?
Is he dead?
The gun slips out of my hand and my head started to feel dizzy.
The mixture of satisfaction and regret feeling familiar.
I started to lose the grasp in my mind and I started to lose consciousness. About to fall, I saw Kook trying to catch me in the safety of his arms but he is unable to when I fell, hitting my head on the wall behind me and I can feel the dampness in the back of my head before black covers my vision and I am out of consciousness
