"𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩" Mr Jeon's word lingered on my skin and ignited me.
The feeling that comes when you know the risks, when you know one move and everything would go downhill, yet you're ready to risk...
A/n: this is a double update for you all. We have completed 100k reads on dpj and it's all thanks to your support and love. Pardon me for being a bit late for posting, I'm in the middle of the admission process of my college and it's keeping me occupied. I'm not putting any goals to these two chapters. But I hope you vote and comment on it.
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J U N G K O O K
When I heard her voice, I opened the door ajar hoping to find her just like a ray of sunshine she had always been for me. But my eyes met with a dimly lit, abandoned room with dark concrete walls that exuded an eerie atmosphere.
And a sinister light seeped into my eyes behind the door and what I saw next stopped me dead in my tracks.
Y/n, bound and gagged, lying on the worn out wooden table. Her eyes were filled with terror, and her face was battered and bruised. Blood trickled from her lip, staining her shirt.
The ominous silhouette of that guy, Jaehyun, standing over her, beside the table, choking her neck with a cruel grip. Y/n gasped for breath and struggled to free herself from his iron grip.
My eyes widened with horror as I took the sight. "Y/n…" I didn't even realise when her name came out of my mouth. I didn't want to see her like this now. For fucks sake I never ever wanted to see her like this.
Her teary eyes fell over me,
"Mr…Jeon" she whispered, weakly.
As if every chain bounding me broke at the moment she called my name.
Without wasting another breath, I rushed forward and crashed into Jaehyun, sending him sprawling to the floor. Rage boiled within me as the glimpses of y/n's wounds on her fragile body came into vision and completely blinded me with fury.
She gasped for air, tears streamed down her face. Jaehyun, who landed on the floor, tried to get up, but I wasn't finished with him yet.
I rained down blows on his face with a fury that nearly scared me. I never had gotten on the anger side of me. But my calm demeanour shattered by the sight of y/n's suffering.
My fists connected with his face with relentless fury, each blow was a release of the pent-up anger I had held back. The images of y/n's tears flashed before my eyes,
How dare you lay your hands on my girl?
This intensified my assault on him.
I was no longer recognisable as the calm and composed professor I once was. I couldn't help taking away the sight of every bruise and injury I only saw in a glimpse on y/n's body, just a fucking glimpse. What if I see her completely and find more cuts and wounds on her body?
Blood splattered on the concrete as Jaehyun's face became an unrecognisable mess of bruises and cuts.
Jimin came rushing inside as he must have heard my roars and y/n's little cries as she was trying to stop me. I was not even thinking about leaving a land for him to bury after his death and she thought I would leave him alive after he touched what he shouldn't have.
Another guy came inside from the other door and as he saw the condition of this fucker under my fist, he ran towards me taking a wooden ledge that i supposed was a broken part of a furniture. I quickly straightened my back and pushed y/n far away from me as she was standing right next to my frame.
The moment I pushed her, that wooden ledge landed on my arm. I didn't budge, just a little sting felt on my skin but that was nothing in front of my fury for this new guy who might have harmed y/n right now. Or it could be the possibility he had already dared to touch her.
I glared back at him, still being crouched near the half dead figure of his friend. His face turned pale and he turned back to run away. Jimin was fast enough to hold him down on his knees as Charles too held him down.
Jaehyun tried to get up but my fist landed fastly on his face once again. I'm not done with you.
Y/n held my shoulder pulling me backward..
"Mr Jeon, that's enough…stop it…you are going to kill him!" The weakness in her voice added more fuel to my fury. And I charged my fist more forcefully on his face.
She started crying behind me and her voice finally pierced through my violent haze. I paused, my chest heaving, and my knuckles covered in blood. Jaehyun was groaning weekly lying on the floor.
I slowly backed up and regained some control over myself. I turned around to face y/n, her eyes were filled with tears and a mix of fear in them. My hands reached for her, gently rubbing the cut on her lip.
"Did I scare you?"
She shook her head as her tears started flowing like running water and her sobs were tearing me apart. "M…MAYA…MAYA!" She tightly held my palm and rested her chin on it, crying Maya's name and then I looked at the direction her finger was pointing.
A lifeless figure, with golden hair and blood splattered around her body. Maya was lying in a corner of the room, her cuts and bruises were enough to make me tremble.
I ran frantically towards her and picked her up immediately. She needed to be put into the hospital, "Jimin, Charles I'm taking the girls to the hospital. Take care of them and call the police. Lia, come with me."
