Chapter 5

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Yoongi POV

I turned around to face the whor- I mean my sister. I haven't seen her, since she was in MY bed with MY man. I split of communication with her completely, and dreaded the moment we'd meet again. Sadly, the day has finally come.

"Hello Yonji." My voice spitting venom with every syllable. "It's been awhile hasn't it. The last time I saw you was three years ago. My ex-husband's dick was pounding away into your loose pussy."

She was definitely taken back by my words, eyes bulging out and I could see her veins tense in her neck. She replied with gritted teeth, "It has been long hasn't it. You left so suddenly, but don't worry, I was there for Jungkook. And he seemed to love every inch of my tight pussy." She started to smirk, thinking she won against me. Think again, WHORE.

"I bet you weren't the only one Juncock was fucking with. You were probably just enough pussy, like the rest. Loose, easy, and cheap. Did you like the present I left you, before I left?" I looked at her cower with fear, as I looked at her with piercing eyes.

"Did you like how I told your husband, and how he fucked me? That I took your man, like you took mine. Did you enjoy the long painful months of getting a divorce with the man you "love?" I sure did." I smiled wickedly at her, seeing the tears well up in her eyes.

She ran right passed me, probably running into Jungkook's arm. I almost wanted to dance in victory, but was short lived. Jungkook suddenly came out of the boardroom seething with anger. He came at me with the intent to kill. The next thing I did was very logically, maybe a little bit cowardly.

I ran away as fast as my legs could take me.

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