ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇ ɪɪ || ᴋᴛʜ & ᴊᴋ

Chapter 32 || Shot

Over the next few weeks, things fell back into schedule at the site.

More people were hired, and the work continued to progress during the day and nights and also over the weekends.

"Only a month more, and we have to hand this over," Kang Yeri said with a deep sigh.

According to the contract, until the initial planning and operations commenced, she and Jungkook would be leading the projects and then pass it on to managers they hired together.

"Yes. But don't sound so sad, Kang. You'll still have frequent and regular, unlimited access to my amazing body." He was grinning at her.

Since their date, they fell into a more easy relationship. She wouldn't exactly call it a relationship, but they spent whatever little free time they had with each other. Along with their heated sessions, she enjoyed their banter and talks.

He didn't push her or ask her what she felt about him. And even if he did, she wouldn't have answered him, because she herself didn't know what she felt for him. All she knew was with the life she led, she preferred to think about the present rather than the future.

She also knew that after the month was over, she could distance herself from him and spend very little time with him as there would be no professional need. Once they stopped seeing or touching each other regularly, the bond they had formed would automatically break. She could then ignore the urges she had to always be close to him, hear him, and touch him.

Maybe those urges had nothing to do in particular with Jungkook.

If he had been some other man she was working closely with and had an attraction to and respected him-it probably would be the same.

Yeah, right.

A part of her mind snickered at her thoughts. Because she knew it was him. Just Jungkook.

She watched him as his grin turned wicked, making her laugh while also awakening a primal hunger in her.

"Anytime in between our visits to the cottage..." he drawled. "... if you feel the need, just give me a buzz and I'll try to appear, primed and ready to go, as soon as possible," he said.

She shook her head in exasperation. She was about to snap at him for presuming about their future when she heard a faint and familiar sound of a soft plop.

The next split second, she saw his body flinch, and his grin dropped. "Fuck," he muttered softly, before dropping down next to her on the
ground. There was a small hole on his shoulder with a trail of blood oozing out.

"Jungkook!" she shouted as she kneeled next to his prone body.

"He's been shot. Prepare the vehicles! We have to go to the hospital now!" she instructed to men who ran towards them. One of them handed a shirt to her, and she placed it on the wound, applying pressure to stop the blood from flowing out too much.

A few men went towards the direction of where the shot had come from.

"Jungkook," she whispered, looking at him. She lifted his head from the hard ground and placed it in her lap watching him as his eyes began to glaze over.

***

It hurt like hell, and Jungkook's vision was blurring at the corners. But he kept his eyes open to see the most beautiful sight in the world-Kang Yeri, his cold-hearted, fearless dragon looked absolutely and wonderfully terrified.

He was lying on her lap. He tried to smile and succeeded only a little. "Is this... all for... me?" he rasped out the words with great difficulty.

"God, Jungkook. Help is arriving. Just hang on for a while. Don't close your eyes."

"See...you do care... a little bit... for me..." He began to wheeze. "Come on baby... give me... one last kiss."

"Shut up, you bastard!" she shouted and held him closer, her lips meeting his forehead. "Don't you dare die! If you do, I'll drag you back from the pits of hell and kill you myself!"

He tried to smile again. "Baby... I... " Before he could finish, the darkness enveloped him completely.

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