Forbidden Desires [jikook]

Chapter 31

JAEBEOM'S POV

A few days had passed since my encounter with Jimin, and to this day, I still couldn't get the look of hatred he gave me out of my head. I am a real disappointment and I have disappointed my love. I claim to love him, but I can never treat him right. Jungkook was right, I don't deserve Jimin. But how can I let him go when my heart bleeds so much? I love him deeply, I just fail to show my love to him. I'm just not as affectionate as I should be. But I need to change. I have to, for Jimin. He needs someone who can love him properly, and that is not Jungkook. That is me.

I sighed, looking at the divorce papers in my hand. I had never looked at them since that day I got served. Jimin hates me. He despises me. Should I just set him free and sign the damn thing? He clearly wants nothing to do with me, not especially after finding out I have a baby that I kept hidden from him? He won't ever take me back now. Ever.

Without much thought in my head. I grabbed the pen and swiftly signed on the space reserved for me. Fuck... no Jaebeom. You can't let him go, not this easily. Why would I let Jungkook win? Why would I let go of that precious gem? Absolutely not. I shouldn't... should I just tear these damn papers and burn them?

"I won't give up on him that easily. He's mine... I can't let him go." I whispered to myself. I was just about to tear the papers, but the knock on my door disturbed me. I sighed and got off my couch.

There's no Jin or Namjoon here. Usually, they'd be the ones to hurry and get the door for me. My other maids live in a separate house, and I only call when I need them. I walked towards the door and opened it. My heart skipped a beat as I realized that there were three men standing in front of my door, wearing police uniforms. Busan police station is what was written on their badges. Busan? I fucking live in Seoul so why would the guys from Busan come here?

"Gentleman, can I help you?" I asked while adjusting my tie.

"Mr Kang Jaebeom?" The one in the middle asked.

"Yes. Who are you?" I asked. I'm pretty sure I haven't done anything that would lead the Busan cops to me. There might be looking for something, but I know it can't be me. I have the whole of Seoul police under my mercy. I pay them to protect me and tell me if someone is onto me. So there's no way these guys are here to take me.

"I'm detective Lee from Busan police station, and these are my fellow colleagues. Sorry it took us so long to come here, but we have your warrant of arrest." He said. I chuckled and shook my head. Stupid, bloody stupid. Don't they know who I am? I'm a fucking business man, I'm Kang Jaebeom. What the fuck are they talking about? A warrant of arrest?

"What the fuck are you on about?" I asked, failing to hide the pissed expression in my face.

"Mr Kang, you are under arrest for the murder of Park Minji and Park Hyunjin,the parents of Park Jimin. As well as the murder of Kim Minho. You have the right to remain silent, and anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney, and if you can't afford it, then the state will provide you with one." That man said, pulling out his hand cuffs and cuffing my one hand.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT BULLSHIT? I'M INNOCENT AND I NEVER DID ANYTHING." I yelled while trying to push this dude off me but all of them held me, making it easier for them to handcuff me against my will. What the fuck? How did they find out? I'm pretty sure I hid my tracks very well. And I'm fucking protected by Seoul police station. So what in the fuckery is this?

"Innocent, I'm sure you are Sir. Stop protesting so we can all have a peaceful drive to Busan. Just relax." He said as he was dragging me out of the house. Some of my employees were looking, so I had to keep my cool and pretended this was a minor misunderstanding.