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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 🥀

I inhaled the fresh scent of his cologne and stirred in my sleep as I heard shuffling, "Hm, where are you going so early in the morning?" I murmured, lifting my head from the pillow, my eyes barely open. "I'll be back before you wake." He says, walking toward me and placing a kiss on the crown of my head, "please, don't go, don't leave me." I said, grabbing his shirt.

He sits on the edge of the bed beside my stomach, and I dropped my hand into his lap where he then held it. "What could be so important?" I asked.

"I'm still having to pay for the damages Jeon made to my business." He sighed, and I sat up, acknowledging how tensed he was. "His uncle may have settled things for now, but I know Jungkook. That bastard won't rest until he watches me beg for fucking mercy." He seethes, and I rub his back, "Stop swearing." I say, tilting my head to look at him more closely. "You must learn to control this temper of yours."

He looks at me, the edge of his mouth curving and his brows relaxing. "Oh, yeah?" He replies, "And will you help me"?" I nod, "I will. I'll do anything."

"My love, you don't have to do anything." He smiles, caressing my jaw with his thumb, but it was then that I suddenly had an idea. An idea which he'll definitely loathe.

"What if I speak to him?" I said, and his brows furrowed, "To whom?" He asked, "Jungkook." I replied, and his face fell, "N-"

"I know this is a risk, but he opened up to me about his past and maybe I could-"

"You're fucking insane!" He yells, standing. I flinched and tightened my grip on the bedsheet, "Please, Taeh-"

His eyes darken, "You will stay out of this." He warns.

"I was only trying to help you." I say quietly, and he stares at me before rubbing his face, "I know, baby, and I apologise for raising my voice at you, but you need to understand that under no circumstances will I allow you to place yourself in danger." He told me.
He then sits down beside me again. "Give me a kiss before I leave." He tells me, and I looked up at him. He leaned toward me and I pecked his mouth. "A better one." He almost frowns playfully, but I shoved him, "Do you deserve it?" I asked.

"No, but I'll take it." He responds, rubbing his lips on mine. His hand gently ran down my neck, barely touching my skin, as he lightly traced the marks he had left on me from last night. His lips after disconnect from mine and suddenly began pecking my face all over. I smiled and leant away, "Alright, go!" I said, getting back into bed.

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JEON JUNGKOOK:

"Look at me like that again!" I growled, shoving him into the ground. He shrieked and gripped my hands holding his shirt as I straddled over him. My blood boiled. Just the sight of this twig like man in front of me made me fume. My hand then wrapped around his throat and I dug my fingers into the side of his neck making him choke, "Fucking-" I raised my other fist and his eyes darkened right before it collided with his nose. His knees kicked up behind me as he moaned in agony-

"No, no- look at me when you cry." I grunt, holding his cheeks for me to lay another punch.

"Why don't you stop your little tantrum and deal with your issues like a man, rather than beating up the servants." My uncles voice echoed in my gym. I curled my fingers into my palm and stood up kicking his little body away from my feet.

"He was useless." I muttered, wiping my bloody fist on my bare stomach. "You used to do the same before my late father." My shoulder collided with his as I walked past him, "You're right." He answers. "But I never beat them to death." He scoffs.

"His nose is broken." I said, raising a brow as I grabbed my water bottle.

"Clean this up and send a cheque to his family." My uncle sighed, and other men scurried in to collect the unconscious man. "Mr Kim is on his way to meet you." He then says, and I look up at him suddenly intrigued.

"And you leave me no time to get dressed?" I smirked, shaking my head. "I want you to behave yourself with him. I yet have no clue why he would want to meet you." He grunted, rubbing his face in distress.

"I am confused, however." I said, patting my chest dry with a towel, "Why would he want to meet the man that wants to fuck his wife?" I felt this excitement grow within me. Finally some action with the Mr Kim himself.

"Worry not, Uncle, because why would I screw this up- - for you?" I said, staring at him with a grin. He only stares back, but I notice him gulp.

"You had one chance, you should've just fucked her and got this bullshit over with." He muttered, "And where's the fun in that, Uncle?" I replied, folding my arms, "When was the last time you got a woman wet, or have you forgotten how arousing it is to watch them helplessly moan beneath you?"

His face hardened. "Get. Dressed." He ordered, his face however, slightly flushed from my remark.

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I was pouring myself a glass of whiskey when one my men informed me that Kim had arrived, "Send him in." I nod, taking my glass with me. "He is waiting for you outside, Sir." I am told and I approach the back of my house to see Kim himself standing, his back faced to me. "Leave us." I say, before walking outside.

"It is considered disrespectful to not ask my guest if they'd like a drink." I announced, my voice making him turn to face me, "I stopped being your guest long ago." He responds, glancing down at the drink in my hand. "Whiskey suits you." He then says, "it's cheap."

I tighten my jaw and only scoff at his remark. "I see you haven't brought your lovely wife with you." I began, looking at the red nail marks on his neck. "She was tired after last night." He responded, his glare challenging mine.

My fingers curled firmly around the glass, "It's almost sad." He then continues moving closer for me to hear, "How you are the one sickly obsessed with her, yet I'm the one who gets to enjoy her. I get to leave my home knowing she's sleeping in my bed, tried, after being fucked all night." He murmurs, and my blood boils.

He pulls away, "I'm here for one reason only. That bullshit your Uncle said to me went through one ear and out." He explained, "I, however, want to earn what's mine and perhaps what is yours right now."

"The Jeon fucking empire?" I scoffed.

"We fight." He suggests. "No weapons, only hands, whoever wins is the new underground King." He says, and my brows pull together, "Under one condition." I tell him.

"If you lose, Kim, I will not only take your entire empire, but your beloved wife too."