My Princess Terror | 𝔍𝔢𝔫𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔞

Chapter 30

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'Chaerin,' Jennie's voice comes through the earpiece. 'East side.'

My already simmering anger explodes like a volcano as I break out into a run with Bambam by my side. My chest is on fucking fire as if molten lava is filling my torso, but I push through the pain.

When I round the west corner, it's to see Chaerin kick Jennie's in the chest. Jennie drops, and as she tries to sweep Chaerin's legs from beneath her, Chaerin jumps, almost delivering a knee to Jennie's
chin.

Jennie flips back and onto her feet, and then she storms Chaerin, getting in a strike to her mother's shoulder.

My heart leaps from my chest when Chaerin grabs the gun from behind her back, and then Jennie struggles with her mother to keep the barrel pointed away from her.

My pain takes a back seat as I push forward, leaving Bambam behind. Jumping, my feet hit the wall, and then I spin into the air, the heel of my boot connecting with the side of Chaerin's head. The gun flies to the side as she drops to the ground.

As I land on my feet, a relentless ache vibrates through me. Chaerin darts up as I pull a KA-BAR from the holder by my belt, and then I lunge for her.

As I strike at her, she blocks the blow, her palm connecting with my right shoulder. It sends a searing ache through me, which Chaerin notices.

Turning sharply, I avoid a hit from her while managing to slice her across the chest.

Fucking armored vests.

Jennie gets in a kick from behind, but Chaerin uses the momentum to swing at me. I lean back, the move taking its toll on my broken ribs as I narrowly avoid the blow.

Jennie lunges onto her mother's back, her arm wrapping around Chaerin's throat.

Darting forward, I plunge the knife deep into her side. I come face to face with Chaerin, our rushing breaths mingling. She lets out a manic, strangled chuckle. "Manoban."

"Kim," I hiss as I pull the blade out so her blood can flow freely. "You never stood a chance." I bury the KA-BAR into her side, where her lung is. "Fucking die."

Jennie tightens her hold, letting out a growl as she yanks back, and then there's a sickening crack. When Chaerin's body drops between Jennie and me, I suck in a labored breath, the ache in my chest returning with a vengeance.

I wrap my left arm around my waist, and then I just stare at the woman who's been the bane of my existence.

It's done?

Relief floods my veins.

It's done.

I drop to my knees, finally defeating the greatest enemy I have... had.

Looking up at the sky and the smoke billowing into the air, a smile spreads over my face.

Now there's no one left to challenge me.

Then Jennie comes to stand in front of me, smiling triumphantly down at me.

"Hi, baby," I murmured.

She leans down, and framing my jaw, she presses a kiss to my lips. "Hi, baby," she echoes my words.

"Let's get out of here," Bambam says.

Jennie takes hold of my right arm, helping me up. I wrap my arm around her shoulders, then say, "We'll talk about the stunt you pulled as soon as we get home."

She lets out a chuckle. "You're in no condition to give me a spanking."

"Then we'll talk after I've healed."