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Love Candidate - The Brothers - Chapter 7

I was walking home alone after my late shift when I heard footsteps rushing toward me from behind, but before I could turn- I felt a firm grip over my mouth. My eyes grew open in panic when a few men dragged me down the empty street, so I thrashed wildly and tried to scream, but it was useless because I was outnumbered. My heart started pounding in fear as they dragged me into a van and slammed the door shut after shoving me inside.

"HELP- LET ME GO! WHO ARE YOU-" I tried to unlock the door, frantically turning to the other door, but halted in shock when I found... my mother? Sitting on the seat next to mine. I panted with sweat beads on my forehead as I stared at her composed reaction. She was smoking in the van in her flaming red dress with a sunglasses on her nose tip.

"Why are you screaming?" She dawdled after putting out the cigarettes and took off her sunglasses before crossing her legs.

"I'm getting kidnapped- Of course, I had to scream! Open the door!" I seethed at her and tried to unlock the door again, but it wouldn't budge, so I turned to glare at her in frustration.

"What happened to Kim Seokjin?" My mother questioned. I fired her a spiteful glare and leaned back against the car seat in frustration.

"Why are you asking me if you already know the answer!" I grimaced and glanced out the tinted car window to find her men guarding the door.

"Did I not make it clear? I told you your father-"

"HE'S NOT MY FATHER!" I screamed at her face in frustration. Eomma scoffed at my attitude in disbelief, turning to glare at me with her furious gaze.

"He gave you everything-"

"No, he didn't! Whatever he gave me came with a cost! Don't call him my father! Appa died years ago! And you- you took me away from him!" I glowered at my mother in tears. My mother gripped her fist and glanced out the window with an upset expression after hearing my words.

"I won't argue with you. The Kim's middle child has returned, and he's not as lenient as Kim Seokjin. Kim Namjoon will ruin Jaehyun's project if he overpowers Kim Seokjin," Eomma grimaced at me as she rubbed her temple.

"Overpower Kim Seokjin?" I turned to look at eomma in confusion.

"Kim Seokjin might be the oldest, but Kim Namjoon is more competent than him. Jaehyun needs the Kim's authority to proceed with his project. But I fear Kim Namjoon will convince his father to retreat from the deal," Eomma exhaled restlessly.

"Why don't you expose the Kim's youngest son? He's a drug lord-"

"Everyone knows that. The government will never bat an eye at Kim Taehyung's illegal cult. And it is Kim Taehyung we should fear. Not Kim Seokjin or Kim Namjoon. That little brat. He will wipe out all of his parent's rivals with a single strike," Eomma turned to glare at me. Kim Taehyung? He's the biggest threat?

"And if the Kim is against us, then why won't they wipe you out?" I questioned. I might not know the details about whatever illegal project my stepfather is operating... but it seems like this project will cripple my parents if they fail.

"Because of the Jung. They're against Jaehyun's project, but they're the Kim's biggest threat," Eomma explained.

"Whatever. I'm out of this. Take your money back. I don't care about your-"

"HWANG JIYOUNG!" Eomma suddenly gripped my forearm with all her might after I shoved the money envelope into her hands.

"I don't care about your husband's project-"

"Do you think you can avoid Jaehyun forever? I'm secretly meeting you without his knowledge because I'm trying to help you! He will drag you back to the villa if you ruin his project! And he will make you marry Jeon Jungkook! By force. I'm sure Jungkook already spoke with you about the situation, right? And your boyfriend... Jaehyun will kill him if you keep testing his patience. So if you want to avoid all the troubles... make sure Kim Seokjin favors us," Eomma seethed at me with her angered eyes. I gulped in fear after hearing her threatening words.