《THE CURSED KING // TAEKOOK ✔️》39 💦
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The omegas were already summoned to the common room when he walked in. They definitely know what he called them for.
Jungkook didn't really have to to do this, he's a king, they are people that can do this and send them away. But he feels he owes them atleast this, especially those he hasn't seen since he brought them here.
Jungkook takes in the faces of omegas he's not seen in years, months.. he doesn't even know... remember half their names.
Those sitting stood up, they all bowed. Jungkook can see anger, dissapointment and fear swimming in their eyes.
"I know you know why I'm here" Jungkook stare at them. Few nods others just kept their head down not making a single sound. Jungkook sighs. "I'm shutting down Harlem"
Jungkook raised his hand to silenced the mummering.
"This is the end for this, I didn't come here to ask for your opinion or complains, I'm telling what is going to happen in three days"
Gasps follows his words.
"I know some of you don't have any where to go which is why I'm going to be compensating and try to help as much as I can."
Jungkook motion for Namjoon to step forward. The male did.
"Namjoon here will meet with everyone of you, one on one. You're going to tell him where you want to live, what you want to do. He'll make sure to take care of it."
"The moment you leave here you have no ties to me anymore. The only way you'll remain tie to me and Achena is if you decide to stay in Achena, I'll remain your king."
Jungkook let his eyes swim all over their faces. Some of the reaction he's seeing he definitely expected it. Jungkook knows if he wasn't a king they would have been screaming at him or something.
The more he stares at them the more he realise he's doing the right thing.
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"Goodbye" He turned his back to them.
Loud screams and shouts echoes inside Harlem as Jungkook walks out.
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Joda really was already waiting for him when he walked into her chamber.
Jungkook stare at the naked woman on the bed, her eyes conveys her fear and desperation.
Jungkook watch as she moves towards him gracefully, completely naked.
"Your highness" she greets putting her hands on his chest, then she take his hand with hers to place on her breast
Jungkook watch silently as Joda tries to seduce him
Jungkook didn't react, he didn't even feel aroused... Strange.
Maybe because
The only thing he could think about right now is what happened at Harlem few hours ago.
"Your highness"
Jungkook turned to see an omega he doesn't even remember run to him.
"Forgive me your highness"
Jungkook nods turning to give her his attention.
"My name is Juhun your highness"
Jungkook feels guilty for not even remembering where he met him.
"The omega still had his head down."
"Is there something I can help you with" Jungkook decided to say he has some many things to take care of today.
The omega lifts his head a little but drop it down immediately.
"It is not my place your highness but Taehyung is my friend so I guess-
Jungkook lift his brow at the mention of Taehyung.
"Joda is a threat to your son and Taehyung, please your highness kick her out. I've been a victim of her cruelty, I know what she's capable off"
"What are you talking about?"
The omega finally lift his head to look at him.
"I was the omega she sends your guards to beat up cause I didn't address her as the queen of Achena"
Jungkook remembers that incident.
"She's vicious and evil and shouldn't be allowed near the prince and Taehyung that she hates even more than me."
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He listens carefully as the omega told him things Joda has done, giving him the reason Joda should be thrown out of the palace.
Jungkook pulled out of his thoughts to see Joda on her knees in front of him. Jungkook used to love how Joda handled his dick with her mouth and hand but right now he couldn't feel anything.
Taehyung had accused Joda of trying to poison him when he was pre- he let out a sharp breath.
Joda used to be a really sweet girl, ambitious and possessive yes but-
Atleast that's what he knows
"Your h-highness" Joda called her confused. Jungkook knows she's confused of his body not reacting to her touch.
He hold her wrist to pull her up
She let her a loud yelp, wide eyes staring at him
Jungkook fixed himself properly.
"I don't know what you are trying to accomplish, stop...it's of no use"
"Your highness"
"I want you out of my palace Joda"
She froze
"My king"
"Joda it's time for you to move on"
Jungkook can feel the anger drip off her
"You will do this to me your highness because of that whore"
Ok Jungkook was actually feeling a little bit sorry for Joda at first but not anymore.
looking at her and knowing the kind of person she really is, he knows he's doing the right thing. Jungkook need to keep people like this away from his son and Taehyung.
If it's true-
He knows he can't just ask her, she definitely will deny if she's guilty
God Jungkook would have head
"I forbid you to talk about him like that"
"Your highness"
"Enough! I have given you enough gold and gifts to make you leave off somewhere as a princess for the rest of your life, use it well"
"But I don't want that your highness" Joda cried. "I have loved you for long, it is your love that I want your highness"
"Goodbye Joda"
Jungkook walks towards the door before turning to her.
"If I ever find out you sent those fruits, if I ever find out you tried to kill my son"
He eyes her frozen form
"You better run joda"
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Taehyung was so happy Harlem was getting shut down. He was just back from helping Juhun moved to his mate"s place, he was happy for him,as for the others they can go continue their fighting outside the palace.
Taehyung also knows Joda is leaving, he was happy very happy, call him selfish but he didn't want to share the king plus he didn't want someone so dangerous close to his son.
He's heard of the horrible things Joda did to other omegas in Harlem, she's honestly a horrible person.
Ok Taehyung is not a saint but he will never think of hurting anybody physically or even wishing anybody death.
He shook his head.
Taehyung response to the palace guards greeting with a smile as he makes his way to the king's quarter.
The king still hasn't talk to him yet and Taehyung won't be having it anymore. Today that ends, Jungkook deserves some kind of reward for making him happy.
He smiles
They round a corner that has two long never ending hallway, one leads to the throne the other lead to another hall that will lead to another long hall before the king's quarter.
He was absolutely not expecting what happened next
It happened fast, something was thrown at him a guard moved so fast in front of him, Taehyung lift his hand to protect his face.
It's when the guard that ran in front of him fell on the floor screaming that Taehyung saw who threw something at them .
Joda.
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Y'all really think I was gonna let her leave with all that wealth and go live somewhere as a princess... Naaaahhh
She's gonna use her own hand to destroy herself 😏
Also ... Prepare your hearrrrrtt 🎶🎤
Stay safe y'all... please
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