Jungkook pov
I ignored the girl's one word question, I took angel's small hand in mine, it was so soft and warm I pulled her to me, due to sudden moment she came and rested on me, her other hand on my chest, and her face inches away from mine, her eyes red and puffy due to crying, I stood up with her
"Shh don't cry! I won't do anything nor anyone from here"
I said in very soft tone which shocked me too.. I felt her hand pushing me back but my hand surrounded her waist and pulled her flush again my hard planes, she fits so perfectly in my arms as she is just made to fit in mine
"Don't try to push me angel"
I said in cold tone, don't know why I hated the thought she pushing me away from her,
"Stop calling me angel "
I heard her voice, soft, shaky due to crying and filled with defence, I smirked, I loved the challenge she presented to me
"Then what should I call you my dear.. "
I trailed off so that she could she her name by herself
"Y/n"
A whispered came out from her lips, my gaze went to her lips, slightly parted now small heart shaped lips, just by looking at them my wild thoughts started taking control in my mind, she pushed me again, this time I did let her push me away
"Y/n "
I repeated, trying how it sounds on my tounge I glanced up at her, now she was looking around the place then her eyes landed on James, she stepped back away from me, her eyes widen in fear and shock, her friends came up to her, I heard more footsteps
My graze went to the four men coming inside of the house, two of them came and stood in front of girls and other behind them,
"Mam are you all ok? "
I heard one of the man asking them, one girl nod her head,
"Yes I think so "
She said looking at y/n, maybe my angel wasn't ok because of the view of James being tortured, I don't wanted her to see this side, but she did, it wasn't her fault it was faith , I cursed it,
"Mam let's leave now"
Other man said to them and they turned to leave, my men looking at me but I ignored them my eyes only focused solely on my angel, she looked at me at last and left with her friends
"Boss how cou--"
I silenced him by my hand, my head turned to the man who dragged y/n I took the rod from table and started hitting him, few blood fell on my face but it doesn't matter,
"HOW DARE YOU LAY A HAND ON WHAT'S MINE "
I didn't stopped beating I threw the rod away and started punching him, very being of me is filled with rage, the man lost his conscious, I heard blacky growling loud making everyone flinching hard, I got up breathing heavily, I step back looking at the man's worn out form, my head turned to side my eyes on blacky
"Take your time my son"
I said in very dangerous tone, I backed away my man brought a chair I sat on it looking blacky plunging on the man and eating him, it felt some satisfaction.. After sometime blacky turned to me and brought one hand and drop in front of my leg
"What is it blacky? "
I asked in confusion, but soon realized it was the hand which he used to slap her, a cruel smile played on my lips,
"So you want this to sent to ur mom as a small gift"
I asked him and he nod, I signaled my man to pack his hand, then I saw tae walking inside
"No bro! Don't send this one as gift what if she gets scared and started hating you, it would be problem in making her yours!! "
He said, I hummed and looked at tae
"Yes, she is already scared, if I sent this too she will be more scared and might hating me too, hmm.. "
I trailed of thinking, what to take as sorry gift, but then
"Don't worry send her some white roses bouquet, she likes them"
I heard tae voice, I raised my brow at him
"How do you know she like white roses? "
I asked him, my tone was filled with little confusion and jealousy
"Well you asked me to get her information of her, so I got it"
He said, I hummed in response
"So.. Tell me about her"
Tae gave me a file I opened it there are some pictures of with small puppy, her friends and maybe her parents too, she is beautiful, I was soo lost in her pictures, I felt someone tugging at my hand, I looked at saw blacky looking at my angel
"Your mom is beautiful isn't she? "
I asked, and he nod, I flipped the page to see the information
Name- 𝙔/𝙉 𝙑𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙖
𝙖𝙜𝙚-20
Nationality - 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣
-𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩, 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧,
-𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧
-𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙣
-𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚
-𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙝𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝
My eyes turned red at the thought of physical touch, did someone tried to touch her, I gritted my teeth,he wants to face my wrath he would be the worst person alive who would wished that he wasn't born but I heard tae voice
"Don't worry no one touched her, she just don't like being touched by anyone except her friends and her parents"
Relief washed over me, I got up, I looked at my man
"Get ready hundred white roses bouquet "
I ordered
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