Collision of Hearts || Jikook (Complete)

Part-10

"I want my fiancée Mr and you're holding my fiancé's hand..."

Bella's POV

My eyes widened. My breath caught in my throat.

I spun to look at him, completely stunned. My mouth parted in disbelief, trying to process the words that had just left Jungkook's lips.

Before I could speak, Eunwoo yanked me toward him protectively. "If she doesn't want to go with you, you can't force her. You hear me, Mr.?" he said sharply.

Jungkook's face darkened. His jaw clenched, eyes burning as he stepped forward, now just inches from Eunwoo. "I don't like repeating my words," he said through gritted teeth, his voice low and dangerous. "Leave her hand before I lose my mind."

"And if I don't then?" Eunwoo challenged, lifting an eyebrow defiantly.

I stood between them, frozen, heart thundering. Anger simmered inside me—at Jungkook, at his audacity, at this chaos he had caused.

Jungkook suddenly let go of my wrist and grabbed Eunwoo by the collar, yanking him forward. "Then I'll cut off this hand of yours and put it into your other hand. You hear me?!"

"Jungkook, stop it!" I yelled, but my voice was swallowed by the heat of the moment.

Eunwoo didn't back down. He grabbed Jungkook's collar in return. "Can you? Huh! Then do it. What are you waiting for?!"

That was it.

Jungkook punched a strong fist on Eunwoo's face and Eunwoo's head snapped to the side.

My blood boiled.

Without thinking, I turned Jungkook's face towards me and punched a strong fist on his face. "How dare you interfere in my life, Jeon!" I shouted, my voice shaking with fury. "I'm not your property! You don't own me, Jungkook! Do you hear me?!"

His face jerked to the side from the blow. Silence fell like a heavy curtain. My chest heaved with every breath, my fists trembling with rage.

A single drop of blood slid from his nose and fell onto the ground between us.

He wiped it with the back of his hand slowly, and then turned his face back toward me, his eyes dark and burning, stained with pain, and something deeper I didn't want to name.

We stared at each other—furious, wounded, breathless. Neither of us willing to look away.

He clenched his fists, his jaw tightening so hard I could see the muscle twitch. And yet I stood there, unmoved, my eyes locked with his.

Eunwoo stood beside us, frozen, watching in silence now.

Then suddenly—without a word—Jungkook reached forward, gripped my wrist harshly, and yanked me toward him.

"Jungkook!" I tried to resist, but he didn't stop. He didn't look back. He pulled me with him, his pace fast, his grip fierce.

Everyone in the university was staring. Whispers and gasps filled the air.

"Jungkook, leave me!" I yelled, struggling against his grip as he dragged me through the crowd. I kept hitting his hand, trying to break free, but his hold only tightened.

I realized he was pulling me toward his car.

"Let me go!" I shouted again, twisting my wrist, but his grip was like iron—his steps determined, eyes locked forward.

He stopped in front of his car, yanked the passenger door open, and ordered, "Sit."

"Why would I go with you, huh?!" I snapped, trying to resist.