Kink (Completed)

Chapter 17:Goodbye

"What the fuck do you mean he's starting tonight?" Jeon boomed out, Hoseok spoke calmly trying to pacify him. I leaned against the door jamb scrolling through my social media. I don't know why he is flipping out, he agreed to let me work there so what is the big deal. "Andy quite, he decided to go to move to the US, so he and his dom can get married. We will be short-staffed, so Jin agreed to come in at three to train him, we really don't have a choice anyway with his looks he will draw a lot of people" Jeon clenched his teeth his eyes narrowing into slits. 

  I pushed off from the wall and walked over to him "you said I would be fine as long as you're there, right?" he nodded "then come in early, I know it will be a long shift but honestly it would make me feel better if you were there" he exhaled sharply, his anger fading just as quickly as it came "ok, I'll do that" he reached out and brushed my cheek with his knuckles "as long as I'm around nobody will hurt you" I smiled "I know.

  He dropped his arm, I turned smirking at Hoseok "I'm going to rest for a couple of hours, see you later" I headed upstairs. I heard Namjoon say "you're so whipped" then Jeon's laughter, it has been so long since I head him laugh or even smile. All we ever do is argue, I guess I really don't give him much to laugh about, I stress him out more than anything. 

  I admit I was pretty wild in my younger days, but I'm an adult now and I'm ready to settle down, I know nineteen is young to be wanting that, but it's never too young to want to find love. That's what I want above all else. Someone to love me and, take care of me, protect me. Jeon's face flashed into my mind as I climbed the stairs to my room. If only I thought to myself. Wattpad had lied, in all the stories I have read on there the hunky mafia boss falls for the cute twink, and they live happily ever after. What a load of shit! I stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed, rolling onto my right side I curled into a ball. I closed my eyes and let sleep wash over me.

  I dreamt of a woman in white, she held me so gently as she sang to me. Her voice is like an Angel so sweet and pure, suddenly her dress began to turn red starting from her stomach. I realize her dress isn't changing, but she is bleeding. That's when I hear it the sound of gunfire and men yelling. I am no longer in her arms, her blood coated arms reach for me, but I am frozen on the spot. "mama, mama" the child me screams trying so desperately to reach her hand. "Shhh baby it's ok" my eyes fly open as a sob burst past my lips. 

I fling myself into Jeon's arms, his strong arms encircle me "I think I witnessed my mother's death" I sobbed out. He stroked his hands down my spine "I'm sorry you had to see that, I was hoping you were too young to remember" I pulled away to look at his face "I can tell you're hiding something, tell me everything I deserve to know the truth." he sighed "you already hate me why not add the last nail to the coffin. The man that raised you was not your father, he was your mothers bodyguard. Your mother was a lounge singer, her stage name was Angel. She fell in love with the Jade Dragon mafia boss and started working at his club, she had you and you would stand backstage with her bodyguard. One day The Serpents attacked the club and killed everyone inside, her bodyguard took you and left her to die."

   I shook my head tears rolling down my cheeks, my poor mother. The one man that was supposed to protect her had taken me and ran leaving her there to die alone. "I contacted your real father and told him that I had you, he came and visited once. He wanted to take you with him, you were his heir, but I didn't want that life for you. Being a mafia leader is full of loneliness and pain, I know this first hand. I told him exactly that and I wanted you to have no part in it. He didn't fight me and agreed to let people think you were dead, turns out he was hiding an older son he had with one of the maids. He was gunned down three years ago your older brother took over the mafia."

  "You had no right to make that decision, and now I will never be able to meet my father. You were right that was the last nail in the coffin, I'm so done!" I climbed off my bed and marched to my closet, grabbing my suitcase I began ripping clothes off hangers and shoving them inside "Jimin stop, please just talk to me" I laughed "you know I used to think I was in love with you, it didn't matter how many times you called me a whore or lied to me I still wanted your attention, but don't worry it's dead now. I'm leaving lets never meet again.

  I only made it to my bedroom door before he tackled me ripping the suitcase from my hand and tossing it across the room, I fought like a caged animal, but I was like a kitten against a Great Dane "I'm not letting you go until you calm down and talk to me" I went limp too exhausted to fight anymore. He picked me up and carried me back to my bed setting me gently on it, he sat down next to me "you want to protect me when the only person hurting me is you, does that make any sense" I turned around, so I could look at him.

  He reached out and stroked my cheek "I love you more than you will ever know, trust me I never want to hurt you. It kills me inside to see you in pain" I rose up on my knees and placed my hands on his shoulder "then prove it, give me a reason to stay. Kiss me."

   His eyes widen, body tensed "Jimin we can't...." I hang my head as I drop my hands backing away from him "I didn't think so" I slid off the bed and walked over to my now battered suitcase. I grabbed it and headed for the door, I looked at him one last time "goodbye Jeon." 

 A/N: ignore the tattoos, Jeon only one tat.