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world of sinners iv | sim jaeyun

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: your parents are the head of one of the nation’s most lucrative syndicates and your older brother is heir to the throne which leaves you free to leave this world of evil behind. you’ve been waiting for this day for twenty years of your life, you can practically taste the freedom. what will you do, however, when your parents arrange a marriage for you to bind together their empire with the lee’s to stop a full on gang war?

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: sim jaeyun x f!reader ft lee heesung

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: mafia!au, arranged marriage!au

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 7.0k

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: dark themes, mentions of drugs, mentions of violence, vulgar language, mentions of death and murder, forced marriage, corruption, possessiveness, dirty talk, oral (f + m receiving), rough sex, penetrative sex, vaginal sex, slight nipple play, praise kink, orgasm denial, fingering (f receiving), dom!jake, sub!reader, degradation, unprotected sex, slight daddy kink, slight cum eating, use of the words whore and slut, sex by a fireplace, riding.

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"I can't lose you," he whispers against your lips.

"You won't," you assure him, your voice equally breathless. "We're in this together, remember?"

Jake nods, his forehead resting against yours. "Together," he repeats, his voice filled with an emotion you can’t quite place.

The kiss resumes, this time even more fervent. Your body presses against his as his hands roam your back, exploring and memorizing every curve. The passion between you is undeniable, a testament to the bond you share.

As the intensity builds, you pull back slightly, looking into his eyes. "Jake..."

He looks into your eyes, desperately searching them for any sign of discomfort.

“I want you.”

Jake’s eyes rake your body, desire burning in his irises. He shifts his eyes to stare at your lips and begins to lean in. He takes his time, giving you the opportunity to pull away but you don’t. You want this.

He leans forward and allows his lips to graze yours, the faintest of touches. “You can pull away.” He murmurs but you shake your head and push forward allowing your lips to touch. He groans once your lips make contact. You’re unable to focus on anything other than the feeling of his lips on yours.

You can faintly taste the scotch he had with Jay while the two were brainstorming strategies on how to find the shipment. He sucks harder on your lip and brings one hand down to the zipper on your dress before pulling it down leaving you in your underwear.

He lets his eyes drink in the sight of you before leaning down to pick you up. You let out a yelp and grasp onto his shirt for protection, “W-what are you doing?” You sputter.

“I can’t fuck you properly on the couch princess.”

You blush at his words and bury your face into his chest, after a few more steps he sets you down on the carpeted floor in front of the lit fireplace.

He gets onto his knees and straddles your hips before reaching out to unhook your bra. You breathe in deeply savoring the way he feels pressed against you. The feeling of his warm fingers moving across your back. He removes your bra off of your body and tosses it across the room. You feel a stirring down below, a hot ache that’s begging to be satisfied.

He then leans back in and places his lips on yours yet again. He trails kisses down your jaw to your neck, his teeth brushing over your skin and making you shiver regardless of the heat being provided by Jake’s skin pushed up against yours and the fireplace. You close your eyes and relish in the feeling.

With his lips still pressed against your neck, he whispers, “What do you want princess?”

Your eyes flutter open as he slowly pulls away to look at you.

“I won’t do anything until you tell me what you want.” He reiterates before placing his lips back onto your neck, biting down making it harder for you to form a coherent sentence.

“I-I don’t know.” You say breathily but he chuckles in your ear, “Yes you do ____, tell me what you want so I can make you feel good.” He says as he gently tugs at your underwear, you whine and raise your hips off the floor to allow him to take it off faster. He tisks, “I need to hear you say it.” You look up at him to meet his gaze, “I want you to eat me out Jake.”

His gaze hardens, “Spread your legs princess.” He orders.

He shifts his position and allows you to spread your legs before slotting himself in between them. He taps his fingers against your hips silently asking you to raise them. You lift them to the best of your ability and let him pull them off of you, your arousal clinging to your underwear and clit.

Once you’re completely naked, he brings his lips to your chest and roughly kisses your skin, his tongue probing at your nipple. You whimper when he bites your left nipple, the feeling overwhelming. He pulls back and looks at your bare body.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful.” He murmurs before leaning down to toy with your pussy.

“Shit you’re so wet. Did our kissing turn you on so much, princess?” Jake asks, smirking down at you. Your face heats up at his words but you don’t respond. He looks back down at your pussy and shifts his position so he’s laying down in front of your pussy. He lets his pointer finger circle your clit for a little before running it along the slit of your folds. You let out a mewl at the feeling wanting more. “P-please Jae..” You moan.

“Patience princess.”

He dips one finger into you and you hiss at the feeling. It’s been a while since you’ve been touched down there by anyone and you’re extremely sensitive. “You’re so tight,” he says, pushing his finger deeper until the entire digit is buried snuggly inside you. You close your eyes and tug at the carpet, loving the feeling of him fingering you.

He slowly pulls out his pointer finger and adds his middle finger as well, stretching you out deliciously.

“O-oh my Gosh.” You cry as you feel him kiss the inside of your thighs. He trails the kisses upwards until he’s face to face with your pussy and places a soft kiss on the nub before sucking on it, his tongue flicking around. He pulls his pointer and middle finger out so he can eat you out freely.

He licks the slit of your folds and firmly grips the flesh of your thighs most likely leaving marks. Marks that will remind you of this moment later on.

He continues to work you with his hand while simultaneously placing kisses on your clit, his fingers are deep within you and his thumb brushes over your clit, eliciting a rough moan from you.

You rake your hands over his scalp, fingers tangled in his hair, and your hips shake after another suckle of his lips on your clit.

“I think I-I’m gonna cum.” You hiccup

He stops eating you out to look at you sternly, “Hold it.” He simply states.

He watches you intently to see if you’ll listen and replaces his mouth with his fingers, lazily pumping them in and out of you.

“Nghhh, I can’t!” You whine as you squeeze your eyes even harder trying to fight off your orgasm. Right when you feel as if you’re about to explode Jake places one last kiss on your clit before pulling away and sliding his slick covered fingers out of you.

You cry out at the loss of your orgasm and open your eyes to glare at Jake who’s only smirking at your misfortune. You watch him raise the hand that he had used to finger you and sticks the two fingers into his mouth to lick away your slick. You feel your pussy clench around nothing at the lewd sight

“W-why did you do that, I was going to-”

“Cum?” He asks cutting you off. He gets on his knees in between your legs and plays with the strings of his slacks. “You don’t get to cum unless it’s on my cock. You want to come don’t you princess? Beg me like a good girl.”

“Please Jake. I want your cock.” You reply without hesitation free of embarrassment. You don’t wait for him to take his slacks off himself, you sit up and reach out to push them down along with his underwear to let them pool around his knees. Your mouth waters at the sight of his cock. He’s fully hard and fairly big plus extremely thick, precum leaking from the tip.

You take his dick into your hands and slowly pump him eliciting a moan from his plump lips.

“You don’t have to, baby.” He grunts as you pick up your pace.

“I want to,” You insist.

You gulp before leaning in and placing a gentle peck on the base of his veiny cock, Jake hums in satisfaction, watching you contently.

You swipe your thumb over the head and he hisses above you. When you look up at him, his eyes are dark and focused on your movements, teeth gritted. You continue to pump his length, working up the courage to take him into your mouth.

You lean forward and Jake moves his hands from the side of his body to grip at your shoulder to steady himself.

You wrap your lips around his tip, sucking him slowly. “Fuck. Just like that princess.”

He pushes himself forward and forces you to take more of him in your mouth, you gag at the motion and tears flood your eyes. You try your best not to let your teeth graze his dick, your right hand pumping what doesn’t fit in your mouth.

Jake releases his hold on your shoulder and moves to grab the back of your head to take control of the speed, he starts bobbing your head faster causing the head of his cock to continuously hit the back of your throat.

“Look at you choking on daddy’s cock like the dirty slut you are.” He grits out biting back a moan. You continue to choke on his cock sending vibrations to his dick. His hips stutter and he lets out a loud moan.

Tears roll down your cheeks incessantly, the air in your lungs dwindling the more you try breathing through your nose to accommodate for his large length. You repeatedly sink back down on him as sloppy sounds escape your own throat, reveling in the way he curses and moans your name, gripping hard on your hair.

“Fuck, ____. I’ll fucking fall in love with you if you keep doing that.” His confession surprises you, allowing it to boost your ego and deep-throat him as hard as you can, not a single care for how much it’s hurting your throat.

“Shit, I’m going to come.”

The warning comes a few seconds before he busts his load in your mouth. His hips stutter and he holds your head down not allowing you to pull back until he’s done releasing.

When he’s done cumming, he releases his grip from your neck, allowing you to pull away to breathe. You cough once your mouth is off of his dick and try to catch your breath making the cum dribble out of your mouth.

Jake gently grasps your chin and tilts your head up to look at him. Your eyes are red and your face is overheated, you’re sure you look like a mess but he looks at you as if you’re the most beautiful thing in the world. He leans down and kisses you softly, licking away the cum that is on your lips. You’re the first to pull away.

“I need you Jake,” You whimper.

He grasps your face with his hands and your lips meet, passionate and urgent.

“Jake…” You say against his lips breathlessly.

“Call me Jaeyun.” He says before pulling away. He switches positions with you and gets on the floor before laying on his back. He grabs your hips and pulls you closer to his dick.

“Will you ride me like a good girl?”

You bite your lip and nod before placing your hands on his toned chest and carefully sliding yourself down onto his fully erect dick. He enters your fairly easily, your pussy still very slick with your arousal but he’s very thick and it causes you slight discomfort.

When he’s bottomed out inside you, you both let out moans enjoying the feeling. Jake shifts slightly and waits for when you’re ready to begin moving. When you grow accustomed to the feeling of his cock you start to bounce yourself up and down.

You cry out when Jake lifts his hips to meet your bounces, his balls hit against your ass with the force behind his thrusts. He tightly grasps your hips to control the pace and thrusts his hips up into you to make it a bit easier for you. The sound of your bodies slapping against each other plus your loud wanton moans and the cracking from the fire is all that can be heard reverberating around in the home.

“You’re such a good girl.” He grits out.

You cry out when he thrust even harder than before and fall onto his chest no longer being able to keep yourself upright, you feel his body tense under you.

Jake grunts slightly and continues slamming his hips into yours as you let out a groan at the feeling of his tip resting against your cervix. You feel so unbelievably full.

He slips out and curses under his breath, you pause your movements and reach down for his cock, giving it a squeeze before placing him back inside you. You both loudly moan. You dig your fingers into his shoulder and grip on to him tightly.

Jake moans and throws his head back as your walls clench around him. He adjusts his grip on your hips and picks up his pace as he bucks his hips up into yours as hard as he can. Your breasts bounce from the force.

He thrusts two more times, his hips stuttering before he chokes out, “mm gonna cum.”

You scratch at his shoulder blades and bite your lip to suppress your moan, “m-me too.”

“You can cum princess,” Jake coos. He wraps his arms around you and hugs you closer to his body, the feeling of your chest pressed against him and his dick pounding into you is enough to send you over the edge.

“I’m cumming!” You mumble into his skin. Jake groans at the feeling of you cumming on his dick before his hips still and he comes inside you. You ride out your orgasm before slowly lifting your upper half off of his chest.

Gingerly, he pulls you off of him and lays you down next to him right in front of the fireplace and wraps his arms around your waist. Your eyes begin to droop, too tired from what just took place.

The early morning light streams through the window, casting a warm glow on the floor by the fireplace. You stir awake, feeling the comforting weight of Jake's arm draped over you. Your cheeks heat up as you remember the events of the night before: the heated kisses, the urgency of your touches, and the way you both ended up naked and entwined on the plush rug.

You shift slightly, and Jake's eyes flutter open, his gaze immediately softening as he looks at you. "Good morning," he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep.

"Good morning," you reply, your cheeks still flushed. "How are you feeling?"

Jake chuckles softly, his hand gently tracing patterns on your back. "I should be asking you that. Are you okay?"

You nod, a small smile playing on your lips. "A little sore, but I'm okay."

Jake's eyes sparkle with amusement and affection. "I'm glad to hear that." He leans in and kisses your forehead before gently pulling you up with him. "Let's go shower and get dressed."

You follow him to the bathroom, feeling a mixture of contentment and slight embarrassment. The shower is a welcome refreshment, and you both take your time, enjoying the intimacy of the moment. The warm water cascades over your bodies as Jake gently washes your back, his touch tender and caring. You close your eyes, leaning into his touch, feeling a deep sense of connection. It's in these quiet moments that you realize how much you're starting to fall for him. Despite the danger, despite everything, Jake has become a source of strength and comfort for you.

Once you are both clean and dry, you realize you don't have any clothes at the safe house. Jake hands you an old band tee and a pair of sweats, both of which are a bit too large for you. "Here, wear these," he says with a teasing grin.

You laugh, slipping into the clothes. "Thanks, Jaeyun. I guess I'll have to borrow your wardrobe for now."

He watches you with a fond expression. Happy to hear you finally address him by Jaeyun rather than Jake. "I don't mind. You look good in my clothes."

Once you’re both dressed, Jake takes your hand and leads you to the car. You notice the car looks as good as new, with no signs of the damage from the previous night. Jake catches your curious glance and explains, "Sunoo came over after you fell asleep to repair it."

You nod, impressed by how quickly things were handled. As Jake drives, you can't shake the feeling of unease. "Is it safe for us to go back home?" you ask, your voice laced with worry. "Knowing someone is out to kill us?"

Jake's grip on the steering wheel tightens slightly, but his voice remains calm. "I had Jay and Sunghoon sweep the whole area. There's extra security on the grounds to prevent anything from happening."

His reassurance helps, but you can't completely quell the anxiety bubbling within you. As you arrive at the gate of your home, the security guard, Soobin, approaches. "Mr. Sim, there's a cop car waiting in your driveway."

Jake's brow furrows in confusion. "When did they arrive?"

Soobin checks his watch. "Just a few minutes ago."

Jake nods, a serious expression on his face as he pulls off toward the house. You look at him, concern etched into your features. "Do you think it's about the shooting last night?"

Jake shakes his head, genuinely at a loss. "Jay cleaned up the scene and had Jungwon scrub all the CCTV in the area. It shouldn't be related."

When Jake parks, the two officers leave their car and walk towards you. Jake's demeanor shifts to one of politeness, ready to cosplay the ever perfect CEO his PR team created for him to follow. You follow suit and plaster on your perfected doting innocent wife act. "Good morning, officers. What can I do for you?" Jake asks.

The officer closest to you, Kang Taehyun, speaks up first. "We're here to investigate the disappearance of the chief of police. We would like to take your wife down to the station seeing as we have a few questions for her."

Your heart seizes in your chest with worry, but you conceal it with a practiced nonchalance. Jake places a protective arm around your waist. "Is she under arrest?" he asks, his tone calm but firm.

The other officer, Yeonjun, cuts in. "No, we came here as a formality and would prefer not to have to obtain a warrant."

Jake's eyes narrow slightly. "If you have anything to ask her, you can do it here. But without a warrant, she has nothing to say."

Taehyun's expression hardens. "Mr. Sim, don't make this more difficult than it needs to be. We can obtain a warrant if necessary."

Jake doesn't back down. "Goodbye, detectives." He turns and leads you away, his grip on you firm and reassuring.

Inside the house, you pace the foyer, worry gnawing at you. Jake stands by the door, watching the officers leave. Once they’re gone, he turns to you. "They're gone."

You stop pacing and look at him, frustration and anxiety bubbling over. "What the fuck, Jake? What’s going on?"

Jake sighs, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know. But we need to be careful. I'm going to meet with Sunghoon and Jungwon to see what we can do about the police. I don't want you leaving the house at all today."

Your anxiety spikes at the thought of being alone, but Jake quickly continues. "I've also hired a bodyguard for you. His name is Niki. He'll be stationed outside the home and will only come in if called."

You nod, trying to steady your breathing. The last twenty-four hours have been a whirlwind of fear and confusion, and the weight of it all is starting to bear down on you. You glance around the foyer, memories of quieter, simpler times flashing through your mind.

You sink into a nearby chair, your mind racing. This is not the life you had envisioned when you married Jake. Sure, you knew about his business and his world, but being directly in the line of fire is a different reality altogether. Despite the danger though, there is a strange comfort in knowing Jake is there, protecting you, standing by you. It’s more than you’ve ever had.

Your thoughts drift back to your relationship with Jake. It started with an arranged marriage, a merger of powerful families. But over time, things have shifted. You’ve seen glimpses of the real Jake, the man behind the cold, calculated exterior. The man who can be tender and protective, who will go to great lengths to keep you safe. You find yourself caring for him more than you had expected.

Jake comes over and kneels in front of you, taking your hands in his. "Hey, look at me," he says softly. "We'll get through this. You’ll be okay, I promise."

You meet his gaze, the intensity of his eyes grounding you. "I know. It's just..."

"I get it," Jake says, squeezing your hands. "But remember what I said? I won’t let anyone hurt you."

You nod, drawing some strength from his words. "Okay."

Jake stands up, pulling you with him. "I need to go now, but please make sure you have Rose make you something to eat."

You nod and give him a hug goodbye before sinking back into the couch. As soon as he leaves, the reality of everything you've been holding back crashes over you. Your heart races, and your breathing becomes shallow. Desperate for comfort, you reach for your phone and call Haru. The moment you hear her voice, you break down, all the emotions and fears you've been bottling up spilling out in sobs.

"Haru," you manage to choke out between tears, "I can't... I can't do this. It's all too much."

"Hey, hey," Haru’s voice is soothing, but you can hear the concern in it. "I'm coming over right now. Twenty minutes, okay? Just hang in there."

You nod, though she can't see you, and hang up. For the next twenty minutes, you sit on the couch, hugging a pillow to your chest, trying to calm your racing heart. Finally, your phone rings again. It's Soobin.

"Ma'am, a Lee Anton and Kim Haru are here to see you. Should I let them in?"

"Yes, please," you say, relief flooding your voice.

You walk to the front door and find Niki standing beside it, as still and imposing as ever. When you open the door, Anton and Haru look from the tall bodyguard to you, their concern evident. Without a word, they step inside, and you shut the door behind them. As soon as it's closed, Haru pulls you into a tight hug.

"What the heck is going on?" she asks, her voice muffled against your shoulder.

Anton stands back, looking uncharacteristically awkward. "And who’s the guy outside?"

Taking a deep breath, you pull away from Haru and tell them everything—about the danger you're in, the shooting, the extra security measures, and the police out to arrest you. As you talk, Haru's grip tightens, and Anton's expression grows more serious.

"Oh my gosh," Haru whispers, hugging you again. "This is insane."

Anton stands there, looking uncomfortable. "Are you sure you’re safe here?"

You nod, but the anxiety doesn't completely dissipate. "Jake has done everything he can to make sure we're safe, but it's still terrifying."

Anton looks at you with concern. "Have you eaten anything today?"

You shake your head, feeling a little guilty for neglecting yourself in the midst of all this chaos. "No, I haven't."

Haru's expression softens. "Let's cook you breakfast."

At that moment, Rose enters the room, her apron slightly stained from cooking. "No need, ma’am. I have pancakes on the stove, porridge if you prefer that, and I'm cutting up some fruit as well."

You smile gratefully at Rose. "Thank you, Rose."

The three of you sit down at the dining table. The smell of pancakes and fresh fruit fills the room, providing a temporary respite from your worries. Rose serves the food, and you start eating together. Anton seems out of it, pushing his food around on his plate more than actually eating.

You reach out, placing a hand on his arm. "Anton, are you okay?"

He forces a smile, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. "I'm fine. Just a lot to process."

Haru looks between the two of you, sensing the tension. "You can't stay cooped up in this house. It's not healthy."

Anton immediately objects. "Did you not hear her say someone is out to kill her?"

"I know," Haru replies, her tone firm. "But she has a bodyguard taller than both of us combined, plus us. We'll be in public. What could really go wrong?"

Anton scoffs and mumbles under his breath, “I’m taller than him.”

You hesitate, feeling torn. "Jake told me not to leave."

Haru's expression softens. "I understand that, but you can't let fear control your life. We won't go far, just somewhere public and safe. Just to keep your mind occupied and off of what’s going on right now."

Her words resonate with you. You've been feeling trapped, and a part of you longs for some semblance of normalcy. "Okay," you finally say. "I'll change after breakfast."

You continue your breakfast, the food providing some comfort. As you sit back and chew, your mind drifts to Jake and everything that's happened. Your relationship with him has been complicated from the start, but recently, you’ve started to see a different side of him—a side that makes you want to stay, to build a future together despite the dangers.

Once breakfast is over and you’ve all thanked Rose, you head upstairs to change into a hoodie and jeans. When you come back down, Niki is waiting by the door, ready to follow you wherever you go. You give him a small nod, appreciating his silent presence.

Niki follows you silently, climbing into the backseat with you. The car ride is a little awkward, the three of you not used to having someone else intrude on your outings. Haru tries to break the tension, but Niki remains stoically silent.

You pull up at a bustling shopping district filled with people. As you start walking, Niki stays a few paces behind you. Haru links arms with you, trying to lighten the mood.

"So, how do you feel about Jake now?" she asks, a playful glint in her eye.

Anton shoots a glare her way, “Seriously? I thought you wanted to take her mind off of things?”

Haru shrugs, “what? I asked about her feelings for her husband, not about…you know.”

You consider her question carefully. "I think... I might be falling in love with him."

Haru squeals, making Anton and a few passersby glance at you. "Is he romantic? Is he the guy you always dreamed of?"

You laugh softly, shaking your head. "He’s not what I always imagined for myself but there's something about him that makes me want to stay forever."

Haru pokes Anton, who was silently listening. "Looks like our running bet about you guys getting married once we go to Paris is never happening now."

Anton winces and blushes furiously. You laugh awkwardly, memories flooding back. You and Anton grew up together, always close, always a part of each other's lives. There was always an unspoken understanding that maybe, one day, you two would end up together. But neither of you ever made a move, and now, it seems that possibility has faded.

"So, how are the preparations for Paris coming along?" you ask, changing the subject.

Haru sighs dreamily. "We found a home on the coast. All that's left is to buy the plane tickets."

You're genuinely happy for them, even if it stirs a pang of longing. For the longest time, Paris was all you ever wanted. But now, all you find yourself craving is Jake. You're not bitter about not going with your friends; you're happy they get to find their joy.

You turn to Anton. "Are you ready to leave Korea behind?"

He seems a little out of it, and you can tell something is up. "Anton, are you okay?" He stares between you and Niki, causing your concern to rise. “Anton? You’ve been acting weird all day.”

He rushes out, "It's not too late to change your mind. You can still come to Paris with us."

You shake your head, smiling gently. So that’s why he’s been out of it. "I'm fine where I am."

Anton looks anxious. "Have you spoken to Sungchan recently?"

You're a little lost. "No, why?"

He avoids your gaze, making you feel a sudden chill. "What do you know?"

Anton sighs, finally meeting your eyes. "Sungchan called me last night and told me to make preparations for you to go to Paris too."

You're stunned, a new wave of worry crashing over you. "Why would he do that?"

Haru looks just as confused. "What exactly did he say?"

"That's all he said," Anton replies, shrugging helplessly. "He hung up right after."

You feel your world tilt even more. Your brother might be involved in more than you thought, and the implications are terrifying. Haru tries to comfort you, but her words are drowned out by the noise in your head.

As you walk in silence, your thoughts race. Sungchan's phone call changes everything. If he's worried enough to try and get you out of the country, things are far worse than you imagined. This proves to you he knows what happened to the chief. What you can’t understand though is why. Why put you in a position to be framed? Why go after the chief knowing the connections he has with your inlaws. Why put you in danger? You're lost in your thoughts, barely registering your surroundings, until Haru's voice breaks through.

"You need to talk to Jake about this," she says firmly. "He needs to know."

You nod, your mind made up. "I'll call him as soon as we get back."

Just as you start to walk back to the car, a large TV screen overhead in the mall blares with breaking news. The image of the chief of police flashes on the screen, accompanied by the grim headline: "Chief of Police Found Slain."

You curse under your breath, the situation hitting you like a freight train. You’re royally fucked. Anton and Haru share worried looks, their concern for you deepening. Niki, sensing the shift, reaches out to grab your shoulder, steering you in the opposite direction. But before you can make your escape, two familiar officers step in front of you.

The sight of Taehyun and Yeonjun makes your heart sink. It feels as if a bucket of ice has been dumped over you. Niki stands protectively in front of you, not allowing the officers to touch you. Anton grasps your right hand, his eyes darting around, looking as if he's ready to run off with you.

Taehyun speaks up, his voice cold and authoritative. "You're under arrest for the murder of the chief of police."

Gasps and whispers ripple through the nearby crowd. People start to recognize you as the daughter of the CEO of Nexa-Corp and the wife of the new CEO of Veridian Global. The whispers become a roar in your ears.

"This is ridiculous," Haru interjects, her voice rising in panic. "You can't arrest her."

Yeonjun steps forward, his gaze hard. "Step aside."

Neither Anton nor Niki move. Anton's grip tightens on your hand, and Niki's stance becomes even more solid, his eyes fixed on the officers.

"Step aside, or we'll arrest you both for obstruction," Yeonjun threatens, his patience thinning.

When Taehyun grabs your other hand, Niki pushes him off forcefully. Taehyun scoffs, immediately putting Niki in handcuffs.

"Now you're under arrest for the assault of a police officer."

Panic sets in as they move to cuff you. "You need a warrant for this." You bark out.

Yeonjun smirks and pulls a folded piece of paper from his pocket, holding it out in front of you. "We have one this time."

Anton snatches the paper from Yeonjun’s hand, scanning it quickly. His face falls as he realizes it’s legit. He turns to you, anger and frustration in his eyes. "There’s nothing we can do."

The cold metal of the handcuffs bites into your wrists as they secure you. The officers start reading you your rights, but their voices fade into the background as your thoughts take over.

The chief of police is dead. This isn’t just some random attack; this is a message. Sungchan knew this was coming but why didn’t he tell you himself? Why did he go through Anton? Fear gnaws at your insides. You knew just how dangerous this life could be, knew you would make enemies who would stop at nothing to see the end of you but your mind never registered the fact that you could get caught in the midst of others crimes and go down for them.

You look at Niki, now in handcuffs, his face stoic. He's just doing his job, protecting you. And now he's paying for it. You can’t help but think about what Jake would do if he were here. He'd probably be as calm and collected as ever, ready to fight anyone who dared to touch you.

The officers drag you towards their car, and the noise of the crowd follows you, a mix of curiosity and judgment. Your mind races, thinking of what you should do next. Jake has always been one step ahead, but will he be able to fix this?

You're shoved into the backseat of the police car, the door slamming shut with a finality that makes your heart pound. Anton stands at the side, his phone already out, dialing Jake's number. Haru is still crying, her hands covering her face, the image of helplessness.

The police car pulls away, and you watch through the window as Anton and Haru become smaller and smaller. Niki sits in the front seat, his eyes meeting yours in the rearview mirror, a silent promise that he won’t let anything happen to you if he can help it.

The car ride to the station is a blur. Your mind is still reeling from the news, the arrest, the implications of everything. Sungchan’s call to Anton now feels even more ominous. Why didn’t he come to you directly? What is he involved in that’s making him so cautious?

When you arrive at the station, you’re processed and led to an interrogation room. The sterile environment, the harsh fluorescent lights, the cold steel table—all of it feels like a nightmare you can’t wake up from.

The officers sit across from you, their expressions unreadable. Taehyun begins to speak, but his words are distant, muffled by the overwhelming fear and anxiety coursing through you.

What will Jake think when he hears about this? He’ll come for you. You know that much. But can he fix this? Can he make this go away?

You think back to your night together, the intimacy of the shower the morning after, the way he held you, kissed you. For a moment, you were just a man and a woman, stripped of all the complications of your world. You crave that simplicity, that closeness. But now, you’re here, accused of murder, with your life spiraling out of control.

You also think of Sungchan’s call and how it was a warning. He wanted you out of the country. What does he know that you don’t? And why didn’t he think Jake could protect you? You need answers, and you need them now. But first, you need to get out of this mess.

You focus back on Taehyun, his eyes studying you carefully. "Do you understand the charges against you?" he asks.

You nod slowly, remembering Anton’s advice. "I want a lawyer."

Taehyun’s lips press into a thin line, but he nods. "Very well. You’ll get your lawyer. But until then, we’ll have to keep you here."

You’re escorted to a holding cell, the clang of the bars locking you in reverberating in your bones. Sitting on the cold bench, you take a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves.

Time passes slowly, each minute feeling like an eternity. Finally, the door to the holding area opens, and you look up, hope flaring in your chest. It’s Anton, accompanied by Haru.

Their faces are tight with worry. Haru rushes to the bars, gripping them tightly. "Jake knows," she says, her voice trembling with a mixture of relief and fear. "He’s on his way."

Anton nods, slipping a hand through the bars and placing it reassuringly on your shoulder. "We’re here to comfort you until he gets here."

You exhale shakily, feeling a bit more grounded with your friends beside you. "Do you think Sungchan is behind this?" Anton asks, his eyes searching yours for answers.

You shake your head vehemently. "There's no way he would frame me for murder and then try to get me out of the country. It’s not adding up."

Haru frowns, biting her lip. "But why would he tell Anton to get you out if he didn’t think you were in danger?"

You sigh, frustration and confusion warring within you. "I don’t know. Something else is going on here."

As you’re trying to piece together the puzzle, Heeseung strolls into the police station. His eyes immediately lock onto you behind the bars, and a smirk plays on his lips. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" he drawls, sauntering over.

You glare at him, trying to keep your composure. "I’m being framed," you say through gritted teeth.

Heeseung’s brow shoots up in mock surprise. "Really? And does your dear Jaeyunie know?"

"Yes," you reply curtly. "He’s on his way." You wait a beat, then ask, "Why are you here?"

His smirk widens. "I’m here to cash in a favor owed by the lieutenant."

You nod not keen on saying anything more.

Heeseung surveys the bars you’re behind and jokes, “who would have thought you’d end up here before me.”

"If you’re not here to help, you should attend to your own business," Anton says sharply, his protective instincts flaring.

Heeseung holds his hands out in mock surrender. "See you around, dove," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

A chill runs down your spine at the use of the word ‘dove’ and you watch his figure disappear from sight.

Haru looks at you, concern etched on her face. "He seriously creeps me out."

You nod your head, feeling more unsettled than ever. "Yeah, me too."

Anton steps closer, his face riddled with stress. "We need to figure out what's really going on."

You nod. "Jake will be here soon. We’ll figure everything out."

Minutes drag by like hours until finally, the door to the holding area opens again. This time, Jake strides in, his face a mask of controlled fury and concern. He goes straight to the bars, his hands cupping your face gently.

"Are you okay?" he asks, his voice low and intense.

Tears spring to your eyes, but you nod. "I’m okay. Just confused and scared."

"We’ll get you out of here," Jake promises, his voice resolute. "I’ve hired the best lawyer in the city. We’re going to fight this."

Said lawyer steps forward, a confident, sharp-eyed woman who immediately starts discussing your case with Haru and Anton. As they talk, you notice the officers watching from a distance, their expressions a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

You lean into the bars, whispering to Jake. "Heeseung was here."

Jake’s eyes darken. "What did he want?"

"He said he was cashing in a favor from the lieutenant."

Jake’s jaw tightens. "We’ll deal with him later. Right now, you’re the priority. We need to get you out of here."

Your lawyer finishes her discussion with the officers and returns to you. "They have some questions for you, it’s their right to ask but you don’t need to answer. I’m working on getting you out on bail.”

You nod, taking a deep breath. "Okay."

Taehyun and Yeonjun approach, and Taehyun speaks up. "We're moving you to an interrogation room for questioning."

You feel a surge of anxiety, but you keep your expression neutral. "Alright."

Jake stands aside as they let you out and squeezes your hand before they lead you away. “I’m going to meet with Sunghoon and Jay. Listen to what Stella tells you, okay?”

You nod, “okay.”

As you're led down the hallway, you can't shake the feeling of dread settling over you.

Stella, your lawyer, walks beside you, her expression calm and determined. "You’ll be fine," she reassures you. "Just follow my lead.”

Taking a deep breath, you resolve to do just that. This is far from over.

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