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✨️Life Endures✨️

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One day, a girl named Eisu went to a nightclub, exhausted and sobbing uncontrollably. Her sobs grew louder as she tried to walk.

Her steps were unsteady because of her heels.

She was with her friend, Jeon Jiyeon, who was 20 years old.

Eisu stopped and went to her friend, Jeon, hugging her while crying.

Jiyeon didn't know what had happened and wanted to comfort her.

Her hysterical reaction was that Eisu didn't enter the nightclub. They sat at a table where there were many types of alcohol.

Jiyeon's curiosity was piqued, and she was about to burst into tears to find out the truth.

She blurted out,

"Jiyeon: What happened, Eisu? Please tell me!"

She was sobbing and wiping away her tears.

"Esu: I had a fight with the surgeon."

Jiona's eyes widened.

"Jiona: What? Why? What happened?"

She looked at her as she told her story.

Esu: The story is, after I got home and we finished our studies, my father took me and said I was going to marry someone soon. I really believed him. I don't know him at all, I don't even know his name. He's forcing me to do this, and I don't want to.

I got very upset and refused more than once until I was overcome with anger and shouted loudly, "I don't want to!"

My father slapped me the first time. He slapped me in Florida. I screamed that I didn't want to. He doesn't know anything.

He only told me that he's Ying-soo, and that he's in his thirties. My father is marrying me off to a man in his thirties whom I don't even know.

She was sobbing and crying uncontrollably.

Jiona's heart clenched with worry and concern for her friend.

"Jiona: Why has your father changed towards you, and how did he choose him?

I know he's changed, but not to this extent. Why are they shouting and demanding that you marry him?"

Eisu grabbed a bottle, banging it against the wine in the kitchen, her voice loud, but she didn't break it.

She exhaled sharply, wiping away her tears, gripping the bottle so tightly it ached at her joints, which were already aching by midnight.

She muttered,

"Eisu: He must have given him money, a job, or something else. I'm so tired, Hyuna, so tired. Why are you doing this to me? And my stepmother, of all people, she's definitely a problem. Ever since she married her, my father has been a burden to me. From the way he speaks to his legitimacy, to everything else, he's not the father I knew. After my mother died, he wasn't like that. He used to treat me with kindness and gentleness, respecting my thoughts and desires, doing what I wanted. But after Hyuna got married, everything was ruined by that fool, my stepmother.

She completely destroyed my life every time I did something wrong. But in front of my father, she treats me with affection... Every time I complain to him, he doesn't believe me and believes her, that whore. I hate my life. Don't go on like this."

She breaks down in tears, and Juna hugs her until she calms down.

-Isu tightens her embrace, bursting into tears and sobbing, holding on tighter.


"I've had enough... I can't mean to insult her this much!"

Jiuna pats her back, feeling deep sorrow for her friend.

"Jiuna: 'Calm down. I don't know what to say to you, Isu.

But it's never fair that she did this to you."

"Isu: Jiuna, I don't want to stay here, and I don't want to die. It's broken me, broken me so much."

"Jiuna: Don't say that, my dear. I have no one but you."

"Isu: You'll leave this world soon."

And she writes her mind to the people who are on the phone and drinking.

And others who are dancing.

And there are those who are looking for a girl to relieve their erection.

And those who are crying and in pain like Isu.

A glass, a glass, and she, the embodiment of alcohol, drinks it all in one gulp, finishing her off.

-Giona to her friend

She doesn't know what to do for her except hold her shoulder and pat her gently, listening to her troubles, complaints, and painful words.

-Eisu drinks heavily and becomes completely intoxicated.

She feels dizzy and wishes for a time when she can leave this place and feel free.

She can't forget the pain of the trait she inherited from her father.

She takes the glass and brings it to her lips, drinking it all, filling it completely, in complete silence.

-Giona drinks too, surrendering to her fate.

What can she do?

I want him to end his failures too.

Each of them takes a bottle and finishes it.

They both get drunk and speak incomprehensibly, laughing unconsciously. The alcohol always controls their minds.

Despite the tears of sadness on Eisu's face,

She laughs with her, but she repeats her words more than once, crying and revealing scandalous secrets without stopping. Giona is in her own world.  They pretend to be others, but they continue drinking, and this is hers.

-Giona stands up.

She distracts Eso and looks at her, her voice tired.

"To the eye... I didn't finish what I was saying, girl."

"To the bathroom... I'll be back."
She walked drunkenly, her vision blurred. A faint fog appeared in her eyes. She put a hand to her eyes, wiping her face.

Unaware, she bumped into the back of a large man.

His hair was jet-black and glossy, and he was tall. She almost fell, but he turned just in time, catching her by the waist and pulling her close, afraid she would fall. He stood still, holding her, looking into her eyes.

Jiona looked at him intently, closing and opening her eyes in disbelief, astonished by the beauty of his green eyes.

"...: Watch out, girl."

"Jiona: I...I'm sorry, I didn't...mean to."

"...: It's alright, I'm fine too. Watch out next time."

She hummed in response, clutching her head drunkenly and clutching the raven-colored suit of the man.

"...: Are you alright?"

She focused on him and began to stammer.

"Jiona: Um...no...I don't know."

He studied her features, inhaling her scent.

"...: Have you been drinking?"  "A lot."

Giona hummed to him, her hand on his shoulder, moving closer, but her body was weak; she couldn't move.

Her reverie was interrupted.

"...What's your name?"

She looked into his eyes.

"J...Giona."

He smiled at her manner and behavior. He knew she was unaware, so he decided to take advantage of her.

"I'm Ethan. I'll drive you home so you can rest, okay?"

Jiona groaned, clearly exhausted.

Ethan pulled her to his chest, and Jiona snuggled against his waist, falling asleep on his chest.

Ethan held her close, playing with her hair.

- Isu looked at the table, repeating her endless thoughts about the forced marriage, her voice thick with intoxication.

She glanced at Jiona and saw her in someone's arms. Trying to process what was happening, she clutched her hand.

She stood up and hurried to Jiona, her steps faltering and unsteady.

Her white heels caused her ankle pain, and she let out a soft groan, not realizing what was happening.

She bumped into someone.

He had just gotten up from the floor, but he couldn't continue because of the girl who fell onto him, her lips on his.

Her lips were touching his.

She quickly pulled away, saying,

"Isu," nervously, "I...I'm sorry."  "No...no..."

"He interrupted her...: No need, beautiful, no problem."

He grabbed her waist, pulling her off him, then stood up, taking her hand to help her to her feet. He held her waist and adjusted her posture.

Aisu looked at him, but didn't know what to say because of her drunkenness and lack of focus.

-He said, "...: You're so delicious, beautiful."

Aisu looked around suspiciously and then back at him.

"Aisu: Are...are you talking to me? Really!"

He smiled, tightening his embrace around her waist, feeling her thighs against his as he whispered,

"...: There's no one else here in front of me... Can I have another one?"

He leaned closer, kissing her lips lightly.

Eisu didn't understand what was happening, but she felt incredibly comfortable because of him. The warmth of his chest against hers was like a comforting embrace. She reached out and grasped his shoulders, drawing closer.

She looked at him, trying to see him clearly, her other hand resting on her shoulder.

"...: What's your name, beautiful?"

Her deep voice broke her reverie as she touched his face. She blurted out unconsciously, gazing intently at him,

"I'm...Eisu."

He smiled, answering her while still holding her breast.

"...: You're very beautiful, Eisu... I'm Jungkook."

Eisu stared at him intently.

"Jungkook... you're really handsome."

Jungkook smiled back, revealing his bunny teeth. Eisu smiled back, unconsciously.

"Even  "Your smile is beautiful."

He stroked her cheek, murmuring,

"Jungkook: Hmm, you're even more beautiful, my love. Can I have another one?"

"Esoo: Hmm, uh...okay."

She was oblivious.

Jungkook hummed, smiling triumphantly, finally getting his chance. He moved closer to her lips, pressing his own to hers deeply. He murmured,

"You're so delicious, Esoo."

He spoke as he kissed her, playing with her hair.

Esoo returned his kisses unconsciously.

Her legs felt weak and aching. She wrapped her arm around his neck as he held her waist with one hand and possessively placed the other on her back. There was no distance between them; each felt the other's every detail. He was captivated by her beauty. After a while, he broke the kiss as she gazed at him.

She looked intently into his eyes. She moved closer, but couldn't bear it. She closed her eyes and clutched her head in pain.

This made him feel uneasy. He leaned closer, looking at her.

"Jungkook: Do you..."  "Are you okay?"

She reached out and placed her hand on his chest, looking at her fingers.

"Esoo: No, I'm not."

Tears welled in her eyes, her face flushed, as she continued,

"I don't want to..."

Jeon looked at her curiously and whispered,

"Don't want what?"

He looked into her eyes.

"Esoo: I don't want to marry him. He's forcing me to do something I don't like."

She began to cry. Jungkook felt a pang of sadness for her; his heart ached with emotion. He pulled her to his chest, holding her tightly.

"Who forced you?"

"My father is forcing me to marry a man in his thirties whom I don't know, and I don't want to. Please don't send me back to him. It's enough that he slapped me.

He's never slapped me before."

She burst into tears, clinging to his warm embrace.
Jungkook stroked her hair, looking at the ground, lost in thought.

"Jungkook: Why is he doing this?"

She tried to stifle her sobs and answered him.

"Isu: I don't know, I really don't know."

She cried in his arms, which were so warm, as if she were in her own bed. She cried on him until she fell asleep.

He looked at her, who had stopped crying, and lifted her head to see her face. He stroked her hair, holding her in his arm, and felt a strange sensation, as if he had fallen.

He whispered,

"Don't worry, my sweet. No one can touch you."

He murmured, smiling slightly, burying his face in her neck, inhaling deeply and continuously.

Jungkook carried her in a wedding-like pose.

He gazed intently at her face.

"You poor thing. You will be mine. I won't let anyone near you or touch a hair on your head, I promise."

He moved closer to his brother and looked at him.

"Brother Ethan, I'm going to the palace, okay?"

Ethan looked at him, somewhat shocked by the girl he was carrying.

"Ethan:  "Okay, but who is this?"

Jeon looked at him coldly.

"Jungkook: She's a tired girl, just like she's holding a girl too."

Ethan sighed, holding Jiyeon, who had fallen asleep on his chest, tightly.

"Ethan: Okay, take me with you."

Ethan carried Jiyeon, placing her in a wedding dress, and left the club with Jungkook.

Everyone went to their own car.

They got in.

Jeon placed Iso on his lap and drove.

After a short while, he arrived in front of his mansion.

He looked at the beautiful woman on his lap.

He brushed her hair away from her face and bit his lower lip.

He was so aroused by her short, sexy white dress, her chest, and her flawless white neck.

He focused most intently on her rosy, plump, soft lips, wanting to bite them.

He couldn't resist kissing her lips again, deeply, crushing her lower lip with a mouthful, followed by her upper lip.  He sucks on her with addiction.

He feels her softness between his lips, a feeling of bliss and light.

He pulls away, finding her lips red as blood from the force of his kiss, but she's fast asleep.

"What the hell, Isu? What have you done to me, Jesus..."

He places one hand behind her back and the other beneath her thighs, lifting her up. He gets out of his car, locks it, and enters the mansion.

He finds his brother, Ethan. Ethan looks at Isu curiously as he carries Jiyeon on his shoulder.

"Ethan: Why did you take her?"

Jiyeon looks at her lovingly, but his voice is cold.

"Jiyeon: She's just tired."

Ethan notices her tears and raises an eyebrow curiously.

"Ethan: Was she crying?"

Jiyeon looks at him impatiently.

"Jiyeon: Yes, I'll tell you later, and we'll take care of them."

Jungkook goes towards his room, climbs the stairs, and enters, placing her on the bed.  The bed, carefully.

He gazes lustfully at her neck, drawing closer, but pauses.

He shakes his head, trying to banish the hurtful thoughts from his mind so he won't harm her.

He gently caresses her cheek, wiping away the dried tears that cling to it, then kisses her cheek tenderly.

"She's so sweet. I want her. I want to marry her. That beauty... I can't resist... Will I take her into my world after we're married?!"

He murmured between his lips, his tongue licking his lips and the inside of his cheek.

He removed her high heel, but she let out a soft moan as he grasped one of her feet.

He moved closer, taking her left foot and moving it from side to side, eliciting another moan. He noticed a frown between her eyebrows, realizing her foot was hurting or something was wrong.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, his vision shifting. He saw her entire body.

He could see what lay hidden beneath her clothes.

Not just her body, but her internal organs.

He could see her heart beating regularly. He could see her lungs; her respiratory system was functioning properly. Her stomach was full of alcohol.

Her cheek was burning.

He looked down at her feet. He noticed her ankle was swollen, as if it had been twisted so badly it was about to break.

It was very swollen.

He reached for a white container, opened it, took out the ointment inside, and gently rubbed it into her ankle.

He took one of the bandages from the table and wrapped it around her foot.  Until she heals.
After he finishes, his vision returns to normal.

He looks at her feet, caressing her toes, which makes her move them in annoyance. He smiles unconsciously.

This is very sweet to him. He moves closer to her face and removes her long earrings, sitting beside her.

He looks at her body, every movement, every tremor, every whisper, every moan as she sleeps. It drives him mad.

He can't control himself as he clutches her sculpted waist.

He caresses her breasts, squeezing them with his hand, moving closer to her, burying his face in her neck, inhaling her scent.

He can't resist. Without thinking, sharp fangs emerge from his teeth.

He bites her neck, making two puncture wounds, and sucks her blood ravenously, possessively holding her waist.

He drinks until he is satiated.

He licks her neck, wiping away the traces of blood.

He looks at her, licks his lips, and wipes the remaining blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

He looks  His angelic, alluring face was kissed repeatedly, his lips, cheeks, neck, and every inch of her face kissed as if she were his beloved, whom he adored and never wanted to let go of.

"How sexy and sweet she is. I truly love her. I want her to wake up. When will she wake up... Come on, my human."

Esu trembled and stirred, moving closer to him in her sleep, her hand encircling his waist.

Jungkook smiled, playing with her hair and placing the blanket over her small body. She tightened her embrace around his waist and fell asleep on his chest.

He massaged her scalp, kissed her, and caressed her as she slept.

He wanted to devour her, and his intense desire to do so made him unable to resist. He embraced her body.

Happy to have her, he sang beautiful songs in his sweet voice, which drifted into her dreams as she smiled in her sleep.  ...

Ethan and Giona

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To be continued...
Part Two

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