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Jungkook's hands trembled as he opened the car door for Y/n. He had spent his whole life trying to protect her, and now everything was about to be ruined because of Taehyung.
He stared at her, he felt so relieved. That it wasn't her, but he couldn't help and get shivers over the fact that Taehyung could have probably sold her just to make Jungkook feel miserable.
He held her neck, his blood started to boil. There were hickeys on her neck. How dare Taehyung touch her? How dare he put his hands on her and do that stupid prank.
Y/n woke up with a start, surprised to see Jungkook's worried face. "Wait, were you crying?" she asked, concern etched on her own face.
Jungkook's eyes welled up again as he helped her into the car. "You made a promise to leave Taehyung, Y/n. You promised me. How could you break the promise?”
Y/n's expression faltered. "I did. I just came to say goodbye to him for the last time. I needed closure.”
Jungkook's grip on her arm tightened. "And now that you've said goodbye to him, you better not meet ever again."
She nodded her head.
Jungkook's face twisted in anguish. "I just can't lose you, Y/n. I can't bear the thought of Taehyung hurting you."
Y/n's heart ached at the pain in Jungkook's eyes. She knew she had to make a choice, and she knew what she had to do.
Jungkook and Y/n pulled up to their home. "Go inside, Y/n. I need to take care of some business," Jungkook said, his voice low and even.
Y/n nodded, sensing something was off, and stepped out of the car. As soon as she was gone, Jungkook's expression darkened. He got back in the car and sped away, his destination clear.
He arrived at Taehyung's place, his anger boiling over. He stormed out of the car and into the house, where he found Taehyung waiting.
With a fierce cry, Jungkook launched himself at Taehyung, punching him square in the face. "I'm going to kill you for putting your hands on my sister!" he snarled.
Taehyung stumbled back, blood streaming from his nose. "I didn't force her, Jungkook! I didn't try to buy her to sleep with me. We did it because we love each other."
“And you can't ever fcking buy her. Stop comparing myself with you. I could buy your sister for a night because she was a prostitute, you can never do the same with Y/n.” He exclaimed. “And you think Y/n loves you? She is bonded with you because of the trauma, like I was bonded with your sister because of the trauma. I didn't even think about her after spending one night with her. And I bet Y/n will not either.”
Taehyung's eyes flashed with anger. He held his collar and punched back.
Jungkook's eyes blazed with fury. "Stay away from her, Taehyung. Stay away from my family."
