Unaware of just how close he was coming to getting the beating of a lifetime, Seok just keeps on ranting, "But I should have just secretly married the bitch. Then sent her and the brat off to one of my dads rarely used cabins out in the middle of the nowhere, and just left her there!"
He is quickly pacing the room, hands gesturing all about, out of anger. He stomps back over to Yoongi.
"She went to my father crying that she and the baby would be homeless because I refused to marry her. She begged him to help her. He has such a soft heart for women in distress. He wasted millions on charities that help women in need." Seok makes a sound of disgust.
"Those millions should have come to me! Who did he get mad at? Not that silly milksop, but ME! Because of her I lost my inheritance! When my dad found out his grandson was going to be a bastard, because I sure as hell wasn't going to marry her, he disinherited me. ME! His only fucking son! He died leaving me nothing! NOTHING! He left it all, all of it, to that brat!"
He throws his hands in the air angry, "I was going to have it all! Everything that was my dads was coming to me when he died. I had met a woman who came from the same social circle I did. She was the heiress to her family's fortune and with our fortunes combined I could live like a king!"
Yoongi is just standing there glaring at him. He never liked Seok, even before Dae ran off with him.
"I feel sorry for the little boy." Yoongi says sincerely, no child should have a parent like him.
"Don't, because my damn father left everything to that bastard child, everything that was to come to me. That little brat is a billionaire, all that lovely money held in trust till he is 18. That bitch won't give me custody of my own son no matter what I have tried. She doesn't know that I actually can't take him away from her and she doesn't know about the money."
He laughs, "She thinks I can take him at any time. It makes her easy to use till I can find a way to get my inheritance back or control over my son."
He glares at Yoongi, "That's where you come in Yoongs."
"Don't call me that, it's Mr. Min to you!"
Seok laughs mockingly, "Yeah right. But like I said this is where you come in. She cost me everything and here, you have everything you want! Now give me what I want. The copyrights to your first songs while you were with her and a million dollars and I'll call us even!" He smiles in narcissistic arrogance at Yoongi sure that he deserves what he has asked for.
"You have no right to ask for copyrights to any thing of mine, even if I did have them to my first songs. They were stolen from me you dumb shit. Didn't she tell you that?"
Yoongi can tell by the expression on his face that he didn't know.
"I don't have to give you a damn thing Seok! What makes you think I would?"
"Because you care for Dae."
"She left me for you. She has no part of my heart any longer."
"Ohhh, that's right you have Jinah now. You wouldn't want to see her hurt now would you? Or let's say . . . see the little brat hurt? Or maybe . . ." he laughs, "both?"
"You don't touch them!!" Yoongi's hands are fisted tightly at his sides. He is barely able to restrain himself.
Sneering, Seok yells at Yoongi, "I've hated you since I first met you! Dae left you for me, sure, but she still loved you!! Because of you my life was ruined and now you're going to make it right!!"
"I don't owe your weak ass shit!" Yells Yoongi back at him.
With a feral growl Seok lunges at Yoongi landing a lucky punch to his face knocking him to the floor. He straddles him and starts pummeling Yoongi as he lays unconscious. He gets up malevolently laughing when he realizes Yoongi isn't responsive.
He leans down close to Yoongi's face, "GET UP YOU FUCKING USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!" his spittle is spraying across Yoongi's face. Seok stands back up wiping his lips and chin, "Useless."
He just stands there for a few seconds looking down on Yoongi then he gets a pleasurable idea. He quickly goes into action. He takes duct tape and tapes Yoongi's wrists and ankles together and places a piece of tape over his mouth. Then as he looks at Yoongi's bruised and bleeding face he thinks, 'Hmm maybe I should cover more than his mouth.'
He pulls off another piece of tape to cover Yoongi's nose but it won't stick because of the blood. He draws back his fist to punch him hoping to shatter his nose when he gets interrupted by his phone going off.
"Shit! What now!?" He steps away from Yoongi to answer his phone while he cleans his hands in the kitchen. Unknown to him Yoongi's eyelids start to flicker as he regains consciousness.
He hears Seok speaking, "We need to take care of her and the brat. Then I think a visit to Yoongi's whore would be fun."
He laughs at something the other person said, "No, I get a go with her first then she'll be all yours do with as you please." He stops talking then says, "Yeah what ever you want."
Yoongi is trying to get his hands free fueled by anger, but it is no use. He hears Seok coming back towards the room laughing, so he shuts his eyes remaining very still.
"Yeah, snuff her if you want. I don't give a damn. It saves me the hassle. but I get to enjoy her before you do."
He shoves his phone in his pocket. As he runs towards the door he gives Yoongi one last glare, "Useless."
He slams the door shut behind him heading to the poor side of town.
Mrs. Choi was peeking out of her doors peep hole. Glad to see the bad man, Seok, leaving. She hopes Yoongi comes over and lets her know what happened.

YOU ARE READING
Even If It Hurts
Fanfiction"I still want love, Yoongi." "Even if it hurts?" he asks. "Love isn't supposed to hurt." you softly say. Yoongi suddenly utters, "Then why the hell does it feel like it's killing me!?" What he feels he has to do to save you... is killing him. But h...