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|"Yes coconut head, I do care about you."|

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Jimin had a strange feeling, it was as if there was something wrong. His instincts told him so, and he couldn't get it out of his mind. He had been talking with Hyora for the past few minutes, enjoying their wine. Yet out of the blue, she excused herself, as if she saw a ghost right next to him. Jimin was confused at first, the princess looked nervous and helpless and he couldn't help but to worry.

"Is something wrong?" Jimin felt a hand on his right shoulder. It was only Hoseok so he relaxed, shaking his head. 

"I feel like something is wrong but couldn't think of the reason." Jimin placed his empty glass on a table.  "Do you happen to know anything suspicious going around here?"

Hoseok shook his head in return, earning a frown from Jimin. He didn't feel right at all.

"You need some fresh air Jimin. Let's go outside, maybe you might feel better", suggested Hoseok as he pat the young lad's shoulder.

Jimin gave him a small smile. "yeah, you're right."

The two males walked, talking about the new dance show that appeared on television two days ago. Something Hoseok said made Jimin laugh but his laugh vanished when both of them saw what was happening a little far away near the greenhouse.

Someone unfamiliar was holding Hyora as you were talking to a man, whose back was facing Jimin and Hoseok. Jungkook suddenly ran to you, with a horrified look in his face as he saw what was going on.

Jimin and Hoseok rushed, but when they reached them, Jimin froze immediately. He couldn't believe his eyes and he wandered if he was dreaming. But he knew he wasn't,

"Jimin isn't that your... ", whispered Hoseok, he was speechless just like Jimin was. Jimin nodded, taking a deep breath before calling his father,

"dad?"

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"Well well Princess Y/N, I suppose Hyora already spilled everything." Lord Park smirked, eyeing the princess who was bleeding endlessly. Her gown was already stained by her blood, and her eyes were trying to stay open.

"Aren't you ashamed? Of your actions? Of your job? Of yourself?"  You spat at the older man. He was crossing the line and smirking too much. You uses to think he was a kind man, but now you could never change your mind about what he is and what he does for a living.

"How petty of Hyora to explain everything to our Y/N. Too bad now, because of her you're going to be trapped in the cell just like the other children." The man came closer, his dirty smirk still displaying on his face. His hand went all the way up to your chin, licking his lips. You were disgusted, wanting to throw up on his face. "or maybe for my other desires." His hand started to snake down, from your chin then your neck and soon to your chest.

You wanted to move, kick him probably on his face. But you were paralyzed as soon as his hand touched your skin.

"How dare you lay your filthy hands on her, you bastard!" Jungkook pulled you away quickly, hugging you to his body and not letting you go, "Don't you have any shame? How can you call yourself a father?"

"Dad?"

Everyone looked at the direction where the voice came from. It was none other than Jimin, Hoseok next to him. They were horrified by the sight and partly confused.

"What? What are you doing?" Jimin asked, his lips trembling.

"Jungkook." You whispered to the prince who was still huggung you, "Let me go."

"No."

"Do it."

"Just no."

"Let m go already, you're making me hate you more than it already is." You shot a glare at him, immediately regretting what you said. Yet, he somehow deserved a rude confession after all you have been through.

Jungkook cleared his throat, walking away from you. He stood next to Jimin and patted his back.

"Explain." Jimin demanded, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
He saw Hyora bleeding in one of his father's men and he couldn't explain how heart broken he felt right then.

"Nothing son, just my buisness."

"Hurting people? Touching them?" Jimin was already fuming in anger. "I can't believe I call you my father."

"Jimin, calm down." Hoseok whispered but Jimin didn't listen. His mind wasn't in a good state and neither was his body. The male was already shivering.

"Well to be honest, you ain't my son either." Lord Park smirked, holding the knife in his hand tightly, the one he usef on Hyora, "I was after your mother's money, and when I found out that she alread had a 3 month year old baby, I didn't care a single bit. All I wanted was fame. But what your mother had didn't please me very much."

Jimin wiped away his tears. White knuckles from clenching his fist too hard, and gritted teeth from effort to remain silent, his hunched form exuded an animosity that was like acid - burning, slicing, potent. His face was red with suppressed rage, and when Jungkook even set a finger on his shoulder, he swung around and mentally snapped.

"You did all of this for..." Jimin took a deep breath, "money?"

"Partly yes, your mother also had a great figure t–"

A punch was already thrown at his face before he could even finish the sentence. Jimin breathed heavily, running his hand through his styled blond hair.

"You crazy pervert!" Jimin shouted, seeing the man who he called his father smirking.

You were listening to them, your head aching badly from all of this. But you heard soft whimpers coming from Hyora. You quickly ran towards her, trying to take her away from the man who was holding the poor princess.

"Let.her. go." You gritted your teeth, now you were almost as angry as Jimin.

"No, sweetheart." The man shook his head, tightening his grip around Hyora's neck.

You looked at your left, a little a bit far you saw Jimin, Hoseok, Jungkook and Jimin's so called father. They weren't looking at your direction and then you knew, you had to handle this on your own.

"What about a deal?" The man spoke again, causing you to huff.
"I'll let go of this princess if you agree."

"Make it quick." You didn't hesitate to listen. Hyora needed to be treated for her injuries very quick or she might end up in a dangerous state.

The man in front of you smirked, showing of his fake golden teeth. "In exchange, you have to come with us."

You froze. This wasn't what you expected, you though he was going to ask for money. You threw a glance at Hyora, who was weakly shaking her head despite the pain she was getting from her neck.

'I don't want to be the reason why a person dies.' You thought for yourself, biting your bottom lip out of nervousness. 'I promised her that I would help her, maybe it's time.'

"Okay. " You said. You were sure hundred percent. You had hope to finish everything once and for all. But first, you needed to see everything with your own eyes.

The man let go of Hyora, causing her to fall on the ground. As her body made contact with the hard ground, she groaned, trying to endure the pain. You kneeled down to her, inspecting her injury. It was a serious one, and she only had a few time left.

"Let's go new princess." The man grabbed your wrist, dragging towards the opposite direction where your friends were.

"But we can't leave her there. She'll die, this wasn't the deal." You tried to get out of hold, wanting to help Hyora.

"Too late Princess," He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and held it in front of your nose. You could feel the sharp and the unfriendly smell entering your nose.

"No... Please. Don't let her lie there alone... " You whispered, tears slowly rolling down on your cheeks. You saw Jungkook, only him. He wasn't looking at you but he was helping Jimin. You smiled, thinking how the hell you become to fall for him.

Beneath your heels, you felt as if you were floating. It was hard to make out the details of the surrounding after the blurriness forming in your vision. You knew you would faint when your stomach gave out. It felt like your innards were being replaced by some kind of black hole. Then nausea crept from your abdomen to your head and the world went black.

"I will inform the guards and take you to the prison cell." Jungkook spat at 'Jimin's father' and took out his phone. But before he could continue, the man's laughter distracted him.

"You think it's that easy?" Lord Park smirked, looking back as he saw you were getting dragged away by one his men. "Oh look, isn't that the princess being taken away?"

Everyone looked at the direction Lord Park was pointing at. You were barely in sight and Hyora was already shivering on the ground. Hoseok, Jimin and Jungkook ran.

"Hoseok help me take her inside. Call an ambulance." Jimin carried the weak girl in his arms, his heart aching for her. "And Jungkook, you... "

Jungkook was already running after you. And he ran, like the winter breeze colliding into inanimate objects and crashing waves hitting the shore line, like eagles soaring across indigo skies and a herd of cheetahs racing through verdant meadows. He didn't know where he was nor did he know where he was heading. All he knew was he had to keep running forward. Not stopping for anything.

You were thrown harshly into the black coloured car, but you didn't feel anything for you were still unconscious. The man saw Jungkook, and he quickly sat on his driver's seat, starting his car before driving away. Jungkook couldn't run further but luckily for him, he found a motorcycle standing next to him, as if it was waiting for someone use to it.

Jungkook didn't have anytime to put on a helmet. Hence, he drove as fast as he could and following the car, making sure the man in it didn't know.

As Jimin rushed into the hospital in the ambulance with Hyora, Hoseok looked back at the spot where Lord Park stood few minutes ago.

Of course, Lord Park wasn't going to wait.

He was already gone.

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Hello!(^-^)
We're kind of near the end of this book, but there are few chapters to go. I hope you enjoyed this one :)

-Haru(~‾∇‾)~