Thirty-six old Jeon Jungkook, once a powerful mafia boss, now the owner of one of the largest kink clubs around. Park Jimin had been gifted to the powerful mafia boss to pay off his father's debt when he was eleven years old. Jungkook ignored him fo...
I managed to pull myself together long enough to go to the hospital and pay our respects to her family. Jeon held my held me close the entire time, like he is afraid I will vanish. I currently feel nothing, I'm pleasantly numb. It doesn't last long as I gave at the large portrait of her surrounded by numerous flower arrangement the tears begin to flow.
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Jeon pulls me into his chest, his comfort is the only thing keeping me sane right now. I don't remember my mother I have no idea what happened to her, Helen had been a mother figure to me showering me with love and praise while still being firm. She had never had children of her own, it's sad she would have been an amazing mother.
We bowed paying our respects, her husband hugged me whispering in my ear "she always thought of you as her son, she was proud of you" I had never done a damn thing to make her proud, but with new resolution I vowed to change that. This gave me something to live for.
His words had broken me completely, Jeon picked me up and carried me out. It is rude to leave in the middle of the service, but the family understood my pain. I don't remember the care ride home or him carrying me to his room, only being in his arms as I cried myself to sleep. Jeon became my rock, I would cry hysterically if he wasn't in my sight. He is the only thing I have left, I am terrified something would take him away too. He stays silently by my side simply holding me in his muscular arm, this is the only place I feel at peace.
Day by day it gets easier, my heart slowly heals. I roll over and gaze at his sleeping form, I had been sleeping in his bed for the last two weeks. I have grieved enough it's time to let him go and start living again. I'd start my training while thinking of a career path, something that would make Helen proud.
I rolled over to find him gazing back at me "you can go back to work, I'm feeling a lot better" I sat up swinging my legs over the side of the bed only for him to grab me and drag me back in. He curled his arm around my waist as his chin rested atop my head, one beefy leg slung over mine "we can't spend all day in bed" he grumbled "answer me this, if I let you out of my bed are you going to go back to hating me?. If the answers yes then I'm not letting you go" I wanted to tell him I was doing it to protect my heart, though it really is no use. The last few weeks had made me fall even more for him.
"I don't think I can hate you, you saved me from being pimped out by my father. The photo shoots weren't making as much money as he wanted, so he was going to pimp me out when I turned twelve. He was already taking bids for my virginity when you showed up. I feel so stupid for believing all the lies, I was waiting to be rescued from a man that wanted to pimp me, how twisted is that." He sat up pulling me against his chest "you have no memory of the first week you were here, you stayed in your room. If I tried to touch you, you would scream. I told you every day that I took you as payment to pay off your fathers debt, I think your young mind was so horrified by your fathers actions that it clung to any idea that your father wasn't a disgusting monster."
I turned raising up on my knees resting my hands on his shoulders, so I could look him in the eye "why did you do it? Why did you save me?" he tensed under my palms. "I was never a kind man, I'd kick a puppy if it got in my way. The CEO of a small company borrowed a lot of money from me, he vanished, so we searched his home and found out he had a dirty secret. Inside a safe in his room was a folder full of nude pictures of a little boy, seeing these pictures disgusted me to the core. I took the file and planned to use it as black mail when he is found, I found myself looking at the boys face. His eyes are full of fear begging me to save him. I sent my men out with the picture to find out who you were. It took a while but they found you. They brought your father in and I told him he was going to give you to me. I almost shot him, he said "even big bad mafia bosses like boy pussy" I punched him in the face and told him where to bring you too I said if he tried to run he would be fish food. It finally sank in that he had no choice in the matter, and he flipped out saying I was stealing his meal ticket, I beat the hell out of him. He was calling a child a meal ticket, I was done listening to the garbage coming out of his mouth."
"He kept his word and brought you to me, you looked so tiny and scared, but you were finally safe and that's all that mattered. Do you know where I was all the time I was gone when you first came to live with me?" I shook my head "I was tracking down the perverts that took your picture and the people who bought the pictures because I wanted every scrape of your fucked up past erased from this Earth. I took great satisfaction in watching those photos burn" I frowned" Namjoon said you had some in your safe?" he nodded "I did, I planned on telling you the truth when you were older, but I just couldn't because I knew how much it would hurt you."
I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, burying my face into his neck" thank you for saving me" I whispered, his arms wrapped around my waist. I knew with his strength he could easily break me, but I knew he would never hurt me. I pulled back and gazed into his eyes, the atmosphere grew heavy. Is it just me or is he staring at my lips, I lick my lips nervously drawing his attention back to my lips.
Suddenly he picks me up and sat me on the bed "I should get ready for work I probably have a ton of paperwork to catch up on" I scramble off the bed and leave the room. I slap my head several times as I walk to my room, stupid Jimin very stupid. He has a lover of course he wasn't going to kiss me, I think I wanted it so badly I was making up things in my head.
