He owned Me [Completed]

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The silence in the room was suddenly shattered by the reverberating sound of gunshots, jolting Diva from the slumber she had fallen into while curled up on the sofa, still in her wedding dress. As her eyes fluttered open, she could hear the panicked shouts of men sending an unpleasant wave of dread coursing through her heart as she leaped to her feet.

"What the hell is going on?" She uttered in confusion, her eyes scanning the chaos that had erupted. She spotted some men under Jungkook's command on high alert guarding the entrance, while  Jieun struggled to push a wheeled stretcher bearing Jungkook's motionless form away from the chaos.

"What are you doing? He's in critical condition! Where are you taking him?" Diva urgently grabbed the end of the stretcher, preventing them from moving Jungkook any further.

"I don't have time to explain. If we don't evacuate within an hour, Taehyung will execute him," Jieun declared firmly, wresting Diva's hands away, and continued forward without offering any more details.

Diva ran behind them, catching up and once again stopping them by gripping Jieun's hand tightly. "No, no, no," she insisted, panic in her eyes. "Sir Damian won't let this happen. He gave his word to me, he'd punish Taehyung..."

"Damian is dead" Jieun's scream caused Diva to freeze in place.

"He is dead...Taehyung killed him" Her voice trembled with grief and fear as she revealed the truth."And he has given me only an hour to leave with Jungkook, or else we'll be executed too."

Diva staggered backward, her head shaking in denial as she refused to accept the words tumbling from Jieun's trembling lips. But the raw intensity of Jieun's sobs and the desperate grip she had on the ring hanging from her chest painted a grim reality that Diva couldn't ignore.

Tears erupted from Diva's eyes like a breached dam, her chest constricting with the weight of stress, and soon she found herself struggling to breathe. Gasping for air, she was unable to control the overwhelming anxiety that gripped her heart and body.

"I am sorry," Jieun whispered, her voice heavy with sorrow. "But I need to save my son." With those words, she swiftly pushed the stretcher away, leaving Diva to watch their figures recede into the distance, growing smaller and smaller until they vanished from sight.

A sudden burst of urgency surged through her, propelling her into action. Diva raced back to catch up with them, arriving at the backside of the mansion where a waiting chopper was prepared, with medics ready to escort the youngest Kimeron away.

Reaching beside Jungkook, she cupped his cheeks in her trembling hands, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingers. Pressing their foreheads together, tears streamed down her face as she whispered, "I love you, Mi casa" Her voice choked with emotion realising it was the last time she would be seeing him.

"I love you so much," she whispered, her voice quivering with an intensity that defied words. "So please, don't die. I beg you, please, stay alive, Kookie."

Her entire body shook with a pain that surpassed the agony of any gunshot wound or broken rib she had sustained. It was a pain that cut deeper, gnawing at her bones, as if piece by piece, her heart was being painfully dug out from her body.

"I love you," she repeated, the words pouring from her lips like a desperate prayer, as if she could make up for all the times she hadn't said them before. And now, as she uttered those three words, she was painfully aware that he might not be in a state to hear them.

Her body was forcibly separated from Jungkook and she watched helplessly as the guards carefully ushered him into the waiting chopper. Jieun turned away not being able to bear the sight of the girl, still in her wedding gown plummeting into the ground and letting out a heart-wrenching cry of pain, so raw and anguished that it shook everyone's heart to the core.