Asmodeus- the God of LUST ✅

23. Found her

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JIMIN-

This is war... As soon as I got her picture, her porcelain skin was marred with blood, her beautiful blue eyes closed, and her hair colored deep red with blood. The gun she stole from me was dismantled by her side. 

She was helpless, in pain, in need. And I can't even get past my demons. I need to be there for her, even if it kills me. I'm the strategist but even my brain is frozen in this situation. I'm waiting for Namjoon to finish explaining the situation to the girls so that they won't give our men a hard time.

Taehyung's mansion is the safest place for them and I cannot agree more. If only she reached here before they got her. The rage I'm feeling right now has no limit. My hands, my mind, my whole body, and my heart need blood, and it won't stop pulsating loudly until and unless I get their blood on my hands.

They dare touch what's mine... FUCKING MINE.

She belongs to me, she belonged to me since the moment I saw her in that fucking red frock, dancing with her mum at her 3rd birthday party. She has been mine since she breathes me, she has been mine since I held her for the first time, she has been mine since the moment I laid my eyes on her.

And I won't give them an easy death to mess with what is mine.

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Namjoon drives like a maniac, and even Seokjin hyung is keeping his quiet as we near the house. My childhood home is the place that brought me my brightest days and the place that is the reason for my demons.

"Will you show me the picture now? Or should I start my killing spree by killing you first?" Seokjin hyung says calmly, he's way too calm which might be a problem. I need him active here, I need his full attention here but his dual personality sometimes creates hell.

Maybe it's the hell I need if I show him the picture of his baby sister lying in her pool of blood... I don't know who'll be able to rescue the havoc he'll create in there.

The havoc I really need to distract them.

I bring my phone out, looking at Taehyung once. The guy never cries and yet I saw the tears glossing his eyes just a moment ago, Every passing second means we are losing her more and more. I open the two pictures and suddenly my phone is snatched from my hands.

"Son of a bitch, that motherfucker... It must be that green-eyed devil. I'll scorch his eyes out, I'll burn his hands to even touch my baby. Why is she lying there? Why isn't she putting up the fight? WHY THE FUCK IS SHE NOT MOVING?"

We all could sense the danger emitting from hyung's face. I can't keep it in anymore. Namjoon hyung is the quiet one, he calculates every move before acting on it. The tears I have been holding back stream one by one, unceasingly. If I lose her this time, I might lose myself in the process too...