𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝖣𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗌 •|KTH |• 21+

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚢 🥀

TW: mentioning of rape.

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He released me and I instantly sunk to my knees. "The shows over, have everyone leave." He announced, stepping over me. "Put her in the car and bag the body.

"— The body?" I repeated, slowly looking up at him. My fingers curled into my palm until I felt the burn from my flesh peeling beneath my nails, "He is my husband, have some fucking respect!" I gritted my teeth, and he turned his head to glance down at me on the floor.

There was this sick look on his face as he replied, "Was." My stomach dropped.

"I will kill myself before I let you touch me again." I threatened, but he didn't seem fazed by it at all. "Fuck sake, get her in the fucking car." He growled in annoyance, shoving one of his men towards me.

The man took me by my forearm and I began screaming and clawing his hand, "Let go of me! I won't let you touch his body!" I cried louder. He dragged me against the floor and I turned back as they began lifting Taehyung, "No- please, please, stop!" I gasped, yanking my arm from his grip. I tried sinking to my knees again, but he only held me up against him, "Don't you have a wife?" I asked, and his eyes met mine.

"Oh, but that's right.." I scoffed, pure disgust dripping from my next words, "You're all devoted to him like--like he's some type of King!" I yelled in anger.

"He is the King." He replied, "King of the underground, whilst Kim had placed his entire empire and wife on this fight."

"God will not forgive you." I warned and his lips curved up, "I'm already going to hell."
My eyes flickered down to the gun tucked between his belt, and a lightbulb lit above my head. "Only God can decide that, " I said, before ripping the weapon from him. His grip on my arm instantly loosened and I stepped back holding the gun up to his face with trembling hands.
I heard the other men immediately raise their guns in response but I had already turned the tip toward my head. The one in front of me raises his hands. "Lower your weapons." He orders.

"L-let go of my husband and g-get me a doctor!" I demanded.

"J--Just lower the gun-" he began.

"Now!" I yelled, my voice cracking as I cocked the gun, his eyes widened, "What will your King do once he finds out his pathetic men couldn't even get me to the car alive?" I asked, and the colour drained from his face. "Move." I said, stepping away from him, the gun still pointed to my head. They followed my order and back away from me in a slow manner.

I then watched them release Taehyung's body. "Now get me a doctor." I continued, but they had all stopped. My brows pulled together and my feet stopped in their tracks when my back hit something hard.

"Keep playing with one of these and you might actually end up dead." I felt Jungkook's breath tickle down my neck as his slender fingers wrapped around my hand holding the gun. My breath hitched and the gun slipped from between my fingers.

His hand then collided with the back of my shoulder, roughly shoving me forward. I fell on my knees and winced as my palms rubbed against the hard concrete. "You must want me to cut up your late husband and feed him to my dogs, huh?" He muttered, shoving the gun I had into his belt. He then looked up at the men behind me, signalling for them to leave before lowering his dark eyes to mine.

"Or I'll just rape you here- on the ground in front of your dead man."

I felt my skin go cold as I pulled my knees to my chest when his fingers curled into his belt. His foot then kicked my ankles apart and I flinched, shuffling away from him, but before he could take another step toward me, a loud bang caused my hands to shoot up to my ears, cupping them in shock.

A wet substance splatted all over my legs and hands, and it was then that I had looked up at Jungkook on his knees, wincing in great pain. "Hm..oh, fuck!" he grunted, squeezing his thigh. My eyes flickered down to his hand where blood ran through the gaps of his fingers as he tried to press on the bullet which had shot him. "Over my dead body you'll have her." Taehyung's voice echoed, and the hairs on my neck stood. I was almost too afraid to turn back and look at the man that was meant to be dead. Sounds of footsteps bounced off the floor as he approached Jungkook and I.

"I was --hm, going to have her over your dead-- fucking- body.." Jungkook spat, his eyes flickering above my head. "But what now?" he asked, sitting back on the heels of his feet.

"You're going to kill me?"

"If I was going to kill you, the bullet would've been between your eyes and not in your thigh." Taehyung answered, "But there is something much worse than death, Jeon, why would I put you at peace with this." he scoffed, throwing the gun far from us, and as he did a dozen of men under Kim came through the doors filling the empty place. Two of them approaching us and taking Jungkook by his forearms. "No, I'm not going to kill you."he repeats.

He steps in front of me and I glance up at his back as he lowers his face to Jungkook's. "I'm going to lock you up."

"You're a coward." Jungkook grinned as they began pulling him away, "A fucking coward, I said!" he yelled, and they took him past the doors.

"You're alive!" I breathed, trying to stand. However, my stomach tightened when I went to reach for him and he collapsed in front of me.

"He needs a hospital!" I trembled, and the other men came rushing toward us. I held him against me, "We can't submit him into a hospital, Mrs Kim, he'll be medically treated from the lake house." One of them replied, and I stared at them completely confused. "You must've not heard me, he is dying- the lake house is-"

There was blood spilling onto my palms as I held his head, and his skin beneath his eyes and around the nose was turning purple.

"We have to do this without the law intervening." he answered, and the other two men lifted Taehyung from my arms. I bit my tongue, "At least let me ride with him." I told them and they nodded, "Of course."

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I was placed in one of the cars with only the driver and Taehyung. I was seated against the door so that Taehyung was able lay sideways with his head on my lap, "Please, hurry.." I frowned, my eyes not leaving his face. My heart beat was accelerating and my teeth were digging my into my inner bottom lip.

"If you keep staring at me like that, I might actually die." Taehyung muttered lowly, the edge of his mouth twitching to curve up. His eyes were still closed but mine were wide, "I told you I'd win for you." he said, wincing right after.

I ran my fingers through his, "You almost killed me during that fight." I replied, glancing up to see how far from the lake house we were. I could feel the blood from his head seeping through the material of my jean. "You've lost so much blood." I said, my lips parting as I took larger breathes. But he didn't reply. His face had become still again and the driver suddenly halted the car.

"T-This isn't the lake house." I stated, as he unbuckled his belt, "We won't make it in time. He will be treated from here." he answered, and I looked at the miniature house infront of us.