His Darkest Desire ||Taekook||

chapter eleven

warning chapter contains minor death scene. read at your own risk.

The tension is so high in the room that not even a knife could cut through the silence. Jungkook's rage is on another level as he swings his fist back and then forth as it collides into Heejoon's jaw causing the latter to collapse on the floor. He knew this was coming and to fuck with Jungkook was just something that couldn't come first on the list.

"Stupid bastard. Thought you could get away with stealing shit. Let me remind you of where you rank." Jungkook hisses striking another kick at Heejoon's stomach and the latter groans holding painfully towards the injured wound.

Jungkook never enters a fighting scene without knowing what the outcome would be. So he planned everything in the car ride with Jin who could see the frustration building on Jungkook as he passed through the empty streets with full temper. After they carefully entered the abandoned warehouse, it wasn't long before gunshots fired and bullets passed through each wall leaving no choice but to start a war.

Now he looks down at his enemy like a predator, eyes cold as ice as he pulls him from the collar of his shirt and glares down at him to show his dominance. Heejoon watches cautiously waiting for Jungkook's next move, but the latter could only make out a smirk forming on the tips of Jungkook's lips as he lowers near his ear and whispers.

"A coward like you can't stand a fucking chance against me. As pleasant as it is to get my hands dirty, I'd let you rest peacefully after the shit I've been through. Lucky you get to die in the hands of the mafia king."

At that Heejoon bursts out laughing showing the nasty blood covered around his teeth. It has Jungkook furrowing his brows at his behavior. Well who knew he was a lunatic and dying right now looked like some type of funny joke. He wished he could laugh too.

"You are nothing compared to your father. Last I checked he's still the mafia king. As long as he lives, you can never take his place." Heejoon chuckles and it strikes a nerve in Jungkook as he reaches into the back of Heejoon's hair and grips it tightly, almost pulling out his scalp.

"But guess what? You're going to die at my feet so I suggest you keep this in memory to never fuck with me." Jungkook's hand leaves Heejoon's hair and wraps around the males neck squeezing his throat to constrict his airways. He swings his fist and punches him relentlessly letting out all his frustration.

Jimin watches with a glint of amusement in his irises as he's leaned against the wall and shivers at his step brother's dominance. Nothing and no one stands in the way of getting what he wants. This is something Jimin envies the most from the younger male as it's always been attractive and causes his heartbeat to increase.

Once he notices that Heejoon's eyes are closed and his chest isn't heaving up and down, Jungkook let's go of the body and it falls to the ground. He gets up and looks at the blood on his knuckles and then at the dead body. Jungkook recalls Taehyung's words as they constantly ring in his ear. ‘You're a heartless monster.’ Jungkook groans pulling at his hair.

"Fucking hell!!"

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Taehyung paces back and forth in the living room, running his fingers through his disheveled silver hair while looking distressed. He’s having all these ideas stir in his mind and it has him riling up to do something. Killing Jungkook's father is what's on his mind. But there are some major setbacks.

The thought of killing Jungkook's father is highly doubted because thinking to do something so dangerous needs to be planned out before taking action. Setbacks are, that this entire house is guarded and one mistake could have his whole plan come crashing down instantly. Taehyung stops in his tracks to think.