𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗘: 𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗦

THE TRAGIC END

REMINDERS!
DISCLAIMER:
· pure fiction, misspelled words & typographical errors ahead, And changed some of their names here and used their photo's for backgrounds.

WARNING:
· English, lots of swearing, vulgar words, ignore date & time stamps.

- HAPPY READING! 📖
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(JUNGKOOK'S POV-PAST 2 YEARS)

I had a flight from the U.S., where I'd received an offer for some collaborations. I stayed there for years, building a new company.

But those years, I became ensnared in a web of addiction. I was perpetually intoxicated, consumed by drugs, and even sought solace in fleeting encounters with women, each time imagining it was Y/n.

It was supposed to be a secret, my departure. No one was to tell Y/n. But who would have thought that my former employee, Kim Taehyung, would turn into a spy?

I yearned to return to her, but the company's reconstruction in the U.S. was far from complete. So, I remained, but kept a watchful eye on her. I discovered she was pregnant, a revelation that ignited a tempest of rage within me. In a fit of fury, I extinguished the lives of half my household staff.

I heard they were married. The image of Jimin laying his hands on her, a possessive touch, ignited the devil within me. I delved into Jimin's background, uncovering a story of success. His company was a force to be reckoned with in our country, but it couldn't rival mine. My company was a legacy, a behemoth he couldn't eclipse. I tracked down Taehyung and dispatched my men to eliminate him, but the man was a phantom, an immortal. He vanished, leaving me frustrated and seething with rage at my men's incompetence.

Yoongi, my secretary, delivered the news of Y/n's childbirth. I knew from the start that the child she carried was mine. The night we made love, I ensured it.

Once my company flourished in the U.S., I sought a worthy successor to oversee its operations.

I decided to make a comeback, to rush to her side. I craved her scent, her touch, the feeling of her against me. It was a yearning that had consumed me for years, a void no other woman could fill.

After all, she was mine, from the very beginning.

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(Y/N'S POV-PRESENT)

Y/n: "Jungkook!?"

My eyes widened at the sight of him. I stumbled backward, disbelieving, as he strode towards me, enveloping me in his embrace.

I pushed against his chest, "Let me go! Don't touch me!"

My voice rose in alarm as he tightened his grip.

Jungkook: ""Y/n! I'm back. I'll take you back!"

Y/n: "LET ME GO!"

He released me slightly, his hands gripping my shoulders, his face etched with desperation.

Jungkook: "Y/n... I'm back now. You're still mine, even though you're married to him! I won't let him take what's mine!"

His voice cracked with desperation, his head shaking.

Jungkook: "I will have you back... yes, I will-"

His words were cut short by the sound of a child's cry. I raced towards Yeonhee's room, Jungkook trailing behind me. He stared at Jeonhee, his eyes fixed on the crying child.

Jungkook: "Y/n... tell me, is he-"

Y/n: "NO! You're wrong! h-he's not!"

His eyes, the features, everything... she knew it. He knew it, yet still craved confirmation.