Jungkook had to kill someone. Arguing against his assignment wasn't an option- the boy was established in his profession, respected for doing what he was told. There wasn't a way out now, no way that didn't involve a life sentence and a cell mate. A role needed to be filled, Jungkook would fill it. He was feeding his family with the body he buried. This was life. This is what he had to do.
At least that's what he told himself, alone at night, bed cold and room dark, mind sinking deep and skin crawling.
That's what he told himself when he stared at the gun, placing it on his nightstand in anticipation of the next day. That's what he told himself, whispered, hands on his face, bile in his throat, hunched over the toilet as he vomited, file folder clutched tight in his hand.
Jungkook didn't want to kill anyone.
But this is what he had to do.
SUMMARY:
Jeon Jungkook has been hired to kill the prince. He expects a quick mission, cashing out, and using his pay to leave the country and his crimes behind. Of course, Jungkook doesn't prepare for the prince to be charming, manipulative, and completely ready to defend himself. The situation complicates quickly and Jungkook finds himself thrown into the bizarre world of the wealthy, with no one to guide him but his handsome target.INCLUDES:
-torture
-murder
-loads of betrayal, of course
-love
-idiots
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Chasing The Prince
Fanfictionjeon jungkook, assassin for hire. kim taehyung, target. attraction turned affection complicates an already messy situation. taekook top tae bottom kook