SOLD To A Gangster

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They say mates were made for eachother, God took special care in making their souls to be bound together. As Minho cried his heart out on Jisung's soft pale arm, his heart wrenching in grief Chan stepped out of the hospital. As far as he remembered Jisung was never his own. At that time when the Omega was betrothed to him, Chan indeed fell in love like a fool yet Jisung. Jisung  chose Minho always. His eyes would wander towards the cat like man, he still didn't understand why he didn't remember his own mate? Jisung fell for Minho while Chan saw the obvious unfold before him. At one certain point he hated Minho then again who was he to seperate the two? Back in his days he was ferocious, strong and courageous but after he killed his father he lost everything. He lost his core, that wretched man stabbed him right there. He lost everything. How could he tell them that? How could he tell the people who love him that he was weak now?

"Minho." Madonna threads her long fingers through her son's dark hair as he looks up at her forlorn.

"He.....He lost them!! He lost our babies Mom. Now I'm loosing him." Minho's voice broke, his eyes a dark shade of red.

"Honey you won't loose Jisung. You're little kittens are safe......I'm sure Hannie has them." She gentle whispered with a soft smile.

"No.....I'd hear them. I'd feel them but I feel nothing. My head's empty. Everything is fucking empty!! Who the fuck is Wonpil?! How dare he even touch what's mine?!" His enraged voice made alot of them shudder.

The Omega's were saved yet no sign of Yubaba or Wonpil were found. Jisung laid in ice cold silence as Minho's agony threads into his screaming soul.  For the first time in Minho's life he feels, he's in love, the agony of love, how it was to care and crave for another like he did for Jisung. No one ever saw him cry, let alone wail like this. Chan had seen once when he saved Minho from their own father.

"I'm going to kill him!" Minho spat throw gritted teeth. He was called the Cheshire cat not because he looked like one, because he was cunning and an intelligent provocateur.

"We need to find out who Wonpil is? And why he used Seungmin, what are his motives first." Solar said with her voice low.

"Seungmin says he's poisoned. Because his arms were black in colour and he looked destroyed. As if his body ruptured at one point and was hurriedly put back together." Changbin stared as he met everyone's eyes. "I've seen him. He lurks in the darkness, he's of the lowest Mafia families I believe. The Kim's, they've failed to raise their empire after Chan took over." He added.

"Wait isn't........No that's Jeongin's brother." Minho looked at Changbin nodded with a sad smile.

"Yes. And Yubaba is Wonpil's slut. Well she's a prostitute anyways. In a Mafia group sharing ones wife is wrong and breaks protocol, your father brought in Seungmin for his own dirty pleasure lying that it was a gift for Chan. In other words Wonpil sent him as a spy but Seungmin was under his dominance. To get our secrets out. He's after Jisung." Changbin sighed as he ruffled his curly dark hair.

"Minho darling look at me." Madonna sat before her son cradling his face in her arms. "You're more than you think you are capable of. We are all here for you, including Chan. Whatever decision you make we'll stand by you. It's a promise." She kissed his forehead.

Hyunjin kissed the inner pads of Felix's palms. As the beauty carefully sat up and stared into his eyes. He was broken, bruises and wounds adorned his golden skin. His wings were back but his halo was missing. The second most valuable treasure anyone could have.

"Jisung.........I need to talk to Minho Hyunjin. If.......If Jisung dies he needs to shift into a Vampire and bite him back into life. You know the drill." Felix mumbled as Hyunjin nodded going out to call the older inside.

As Minho's eyes met Felix the younger gestured him to come closer. Minho sat beside the beauty as he tried to smile yet he his crestfallen eyes carried no emotion. Having lost his children and on the verge of loosing his mate.

Jisung's Memories.......

"Why.......Why don't you love me Jisung?" Chan whispers as gently as he can but Jisung shakes his head.

"Because I can't. I can never hyung. You're kind and sweet but I can not ever see you like that. Love isn't just kissing and holding hands, it's beyond that." His lips wobble, a little stagger shaking his petite frame.

"Sir! Chan! Wonpil and his men are here. Minho is leading, he's hurt." A figure he vaguely remembers comes rushing in as Chan sees Jisung's head snap at the mention of the said man.

Amidst all the gunshots, amidst all the blood shed Jisung chose to run into the heart of the battle ground. They didn't know eachother, Minho hasn't met Jisung yet the older stopped fighting when he laid his eyes on the beauty running towards him. It was a rush of emotions for Minho.

"Here comes the jewel Bang Chan wants to hide from me. The one that carries the Moonstone." Wonpil snickers grabbing hold of Jisung.

He barely recalls the rest, it's all a blur as Minho saves him blood dripping down his chest as he hovers Jisung over. As the whole world silences he sticks his arm into his own core, pulls out the Moon stone and pushes it into Minho's chest.

"No no no Jisung don't leave me." He hears Chan's faint voice though all he could see were his lovers glossy eyes, he didn't know if this man was his mate but all he knew was that he loves him, Jisung dies in Minho's arms.

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"Jisung's babies are safe in me. Hyung I'll be carrying them until he's able to carry them again. They aren't dead." Felix smiled as bright as he could making Minho startled.