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❝A perfect liplock needs exactly half the talent required to make a smoke ring.❞ ❝You are bluffing!❞ ❝Well, why don't we give it a try?❞ In which, Taehyung escapes a high-security prison to find the true culprit himself but ends up in a billionaire...

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CHAPTER-1

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[Warning:- Contains violence. Proceed with caution.]
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16 years ago~
A young 6-year-old male sat over the beach fully focused on building a small castle out of it. 
His brown locks shifted every time the wind blew over him. He poked his tongue out from the corner of his lips as he was close to finishing his masterpiece. 
"Jimin! Come here now!" A lady screamed in the background and the young boy turned to wave his hand at her timidly. 
"I said come here, Jimin!" The lady raised her voice eight octaves high and the boy quickly picked himself up and patted the dust out of his pants and ran towards her. 
"Mumma! I made a castle!" The boy chirped happily but received a hard slap over the cheek that blocked all the sounds at once causing a ringing sensation in his head. 
"What had I told you before? Don't go out! Don't fucking make castles! I can't give you castles in your life, Jimin. I can't give you anything!" The lady screamed, shrugging the boy's arms in the process. 
Jimin was numb but he couldn't react. 
How could he?
When his single mother was all he had got. 
He didn't have the privilege to throw tantrums. 
Neither did he have the opportunity to learn in a school. 
All he had was a teenage mother with absolutely no support behind. 
"I...am sorry, Mumma. I will try to behave. Don't get mad at me. Okay?" Jimin tried to console her but she simply pushed the boy and ran back into the tiny little shed they were living in. 
Jimin shrugged his head to remove the sand out of it and paddled his way behind the only person he could lean on, "Mumma, where are you going?" 
"To die! You wanna join?" She spits venom out of her mouth as she entered the room to look for something. 
"Mumma, why do you want to die?" 
"Jimin, stop asking questions!" She screamed and pulled a bottle out of the small closet and sat down over her table. 
"Don't drink it. You act weird after you drink it..." Jimin mumbled as he watched her pull out the cap and pour a glass of liquor. 
"So what? At least, I can drive myself out of this shitty reality." 
"But Jimin wants you..." Jimin pointed to himself and wobbled his lips. 
"You are the fucking cause I am living in this shithole. Run away before I kill you with my bare hands!" The lady chucked down the whole bottle at once. 
"Mumma...you are scaring me-" 
"Just fucking go, Jimin!" The lady howled as she threw the bottle at the wall behind Jimin.
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