Jeon Jungkook is a name of fear, a sinner, cold blooded assassin with no heart.
He didn't believe in love, considering it to be nothing more than a weakness. His life revolves around two things death and lust.
But everything changed, when a blind bo...
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Cold winter breeze swept passed the trimmed grass of the large buzzing mansion, which was full of life and why won't it. After all it's the wedding of their beloved IU.
Jungkook never used to stay at manison for long as he has his own place much more posh than this but he can't help to visit his remaining family after all they are the most precious thing to him.
The reason he avoided to stay with the family is because it's not just a family but rather a joint family where his Uncles live along with their families.
Uncle Seo-joon is the younger brother of his father who lives in the mansion with his wife Min Young and son Namjoon followed by daughter IU. Than there is youngest brother of his father, Soo-hyun who lives with his wife Seo ye Ji. and son Jackson.
Jungkook has a younger brother Eunwoo Jeon who stays in New York for the completion of his studies but just recently came back to attend the wedding of IU.
No doubt all the man in the house cherish their cousin sister like a princess after all she's the only sister four boys have.
A knock on his door interrupted his work as the man glanced at the clock on the wall realizing very well who the intruder is. No one in the mansion has such courage to disturb the man during his work except for one who is no other than IU.
She's a 21 year old, cute, talkative and beautiful girl with brown almond eyes, high cheekbones, sweetheart face with heart shaped lips. Her hairs reached her shoulders and were dark black complementing her soft brown skin color.
Without looking up the man spoke rather annoyed. "What do you want IU?"
The girl smiled sheepishly. "I want you to join us for dinner tonight." The girl whispered softly.
The man shook his head in negative, not answering her any further as the girl's smile faded away and pouting she left his room, saying a small sorry to disturb you before closing the door behind her.
After his parents passed away. His uncles were doomed on the verge where their family mansion was about to get auctioned. At that time he came back from Japan where he was sent by his father from the age of fifteen to learn the excellence of weapons, tactics, fights, leadership and politics from the best and the notorious Jeons. There he became the best of the bests, fierce, notorious and most importantly cold heart person. Where the kids of his age used to play football, he used to play with Ak-47 and grenades. Where his cousins lived like normal kids, he was trained day and night for his place in the future. After all he's the heir of the complete Jeon Empire and the sole leader of Mangonel, the leading mafia of Asia along with Europe. He's a notorious king for his men, hawk like eyes and predatory smile. He's a killer with no remorse. A sinner that God knows.
He joined their family business when he was just twenty two. Where his uncles want to separate his father's business kingdom into two. He came forward and took the family business to new heights.
He became the well known name not just in business but also in the Mafia world converting Mangonel into malicious warriors and the strongest force.
But to the world he's a good businessman who is taking his father's business to new level and has also kept the family joint and not letting them fall apart.
The women in their house didn't know the unlawful work their men do but they do know what Jeon's are capable of, so they never questioned and men of the house respect Jungkook as their eyes held adoration and pride towards the man.
No one dared to question Jeon Jungkook, no one questioned his doings. Instead of all they felt intimidated by the man. They were scared of his capabilities but deep down they were content that he loved his family with all he had and would protect them with his life.
Everybody sat at the large dining table when the dinner was getting served but what they didn't expected was for Jungkook to join them, because he never do that.
A wide smile stretched on IU's face as she jumped happily while grinning thank you silently to the buff man sitting on the head chair, his father's.
Everyone looked happy as Uncle Seo-Joon spoke to IU. "Namjoon will take you, and Min Young your Aunt to the mall tomorrow."Namjoon grunted in complete annoyance.
Eunwoo when will your studies end boy? We want you stay here with the family." Uncle Soo -Hyun spoke up making Uncle Seo-Joon to nod in response. Before Eunwoo could reply a voice spoke up.
"Don't speak Soo -hyun! We don't have the authority to speak in this family."Seo ye Ji snickered under her breath but enough for everyone to hear as they stiffened knowing very well to whom these words are directed to.
Jungkook's jaw clenched as his hand fist under the table but the man controlled himself as he felt a soft hand of IU on his clenched one. The man relaxed slightly but his dark green eyes holds anger at his aunt's sharp words.
Seo ye Ji is the sole person who had something against Jungkook for as she wanted her son Jackson to be the sole heir but the will was already written by his granddad Jeon Jae-hwan the man of honor and his words.
The dinner went swiftly as none said a word and soon the maid came to clean the table. In kitchen the women were sitting in the small dining table sipping tea. IU kept on rambling about the dresses as Min Young and Seo ye Ji laughed at her enthusiasm.
"Auntie can you bring Taehyung tomorrow, I haven't met him for so long." IU told their middle aged maid,Nora , who've been working for them since last five years and had a niece, who's been a good friend of IU as they are of same age.
"Sure!" Nora replied cheekily as the women kept on talking about the dresses and jewelry.
The very next day Jungkook was back in front of the same Orphanage where he has seen that beauty a week ago. The man was unable to takeout his portrait out of his mind. He wanted to see him again, just once to calm his mind that the boy was real and not a mirage.
He stayed outside the Orphanage in his car staring at the railing, but he never came and the park closed by volunteers kids left the for their rooms and soon the crowd so faded into their lives.
Sighing the man cursed at his own self for coming here like a lame idiot just to tell his conscience that he wasn't a mirage. How ridiculous wastage of time that was. It didn't matter to him that he's real or not, but one glance was all he asked for.
Shaking his head the man roared the engine to life and made a U turn as he was passing by the gates of the Orphanage. One last time he looked at the gate.
There he was, covered in a black loose short with a nude cap covering his hairs and as not once the boy looked up at anyone, his eyes casting down. He moved with steady slow rhythm as he's a flower and one wrong step will break him.
The man slowed the car to a turtle's pace earning loud horns from behind but he didn't give a flying shit about it.
His green hawk like eyes stared at him intensely as he couldn't make much of his features. The boy moved with such softness that the wind twirled around his shirt as he softly caressed the wall beside him as he walked, softly caressing the flowers as a soft smile tugged his features. He softly caressed everything that came in his touch as if he was sensing through them, talking to them. His steps slow and tender.
When all of a sudden a man bumped into him. Making the boy fall as his hands landed on the floor saving his face.
A rage stormed in his hawk like eyes as he wanted to strangle the man that bumped into him, but before he could do anything. The boy got his attention as he searched for something on the floor. His hands touched a white like thing. He slowly stand while opening that stick like thing and that was nothing other than white cane. His eyes widened in shock.
