Rapscallion ll 18+

Chapter-9

"I am brutal when i see my enemy", yoongi chuckled, holding a gun in his hand while sitting on a wooden chair. He man spread his legs while leaning forward placing his elbow on his thigh. Not to lie he was ecstatic due to the moment he shared with Anne. He was thrilled by his courage to kiss her. It excited him in some way thinking he was in control of her which he liked so much. He was always dominant but experiencing her solicitous dominant was arousing a salacious side. He was never seduced by any woman but god knows what magic that woman did to him. He was degrand………just for her, only because of her. Even though after the kiss she was quiet, he managed to drop her in his car. Whole ride was silent neither he tried to have conversation with her because he knew he will get short answers from her

"Ahh, i never thought i would experience all this", He ran his hand through his hairs shaking his head little throwing back but sat in a previous position darting his eyes at the man on his knees. His mouth was tied and wrists behind his back. He was shivering in fear of worse outcomes. Moreover, Yoongi's blissful behaviour was making his fear way more deep. Yoongi tilted his head slowly while pointing gun at man's forehead and spoke in low but extremely deep tone

"Since I'm in a good mood, i will give you easy d*ath"

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Next day, Anne entered the campus with a heavy heart but kept up a confident facade, concealing her true feelings. She didn't want anyone to guess real dejection behind her fake confidence but she halted on her place seeing a crowd gathered around and curiously, she approached but was unable to see past the many students. Frowning in confusion, she stepped back feeling defeated but suddenly a familiar voice called out to her drawing her attention. "Oh hey, won't you stop the fight?" the guy said and Anne asked being puzzled, "What do you mean?",  "Huh? Don't you know Jungkook is fighting." Her eyes widened in shock as she pushed through the crowd to see Jungkook and Yoongi engaged in a fierce fight. Both were badly injured but were still glaring at each other with intense animosity.

Anne was puzzled about what to do and Yoongi's eyes accidentally met hers making him smirk internally. It was true jungkook was the one who provoked yoongi because he wanted to give yoongi lessons but was unaware that Yoongi was not one to be easily intimidated. He was impressed by Yoongi's courage but was frustrated that Yoongi showed no fear. Jungkook punched Yoongi causing him to stumble back then grabbed his collar tightly jerking him while glaring at him with pure wrath. "I f*cking warned you to stay away from her"

But Yoongi was still unfazed, just smirked lightly and tilted his head but Jungkook's eyes turned wide hearing familiar voice behind him. Jungkook slowly turned around releasing Yoongi's collar who was calmly watching jungkook's drained colour as Anne ran over and removed Jungkook's hands away from Yoongi and yelled little with narrowed brows. "Can you stop interfering in my life, we are over, can't you understand". Jungkook glared at her with his jaws clenched knowing he had to take responsibility what he did but he was out of control over his feelings. He despised Yoongi at the bottom of his heart. He could accept anything but not Anne with yoongi. "Are you with him?" he questioned glaring at her and  Anne scoffed tilting her head. "it's none of your business. Just stop bothering him"

Yoongi's heart raced as he observed her standing up for him against her ex whom she still loved deeply. He felt a surge of excitement realizing her care for him. It did nothing but fueled his possessiveness. He was determined to have her all to himself no matter if for that he had to use enormous malicious ways, even if it meant resorting to extreme measures. Her genuine concern filled him with warmth and gratitude only intensifying his dangerous desire for her. He chuckled inside knowing the woman he loved never took him for granted. She never leaves a chance to make him proud of himself to fall for her.