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Chapter 104: The Eight Heartbeat

Jimin’s POV

I am not okay.

I’m standing in my apartment, shirtless, two fingers hovering over the rim of my coffee mug like it’s the only thing tethering me to reality, and I’m not okay.

Because last night, I kissed a man I’d never met before.

Not just kissed—devoured.
Let him devour me.

I kissed him like I’d known him in a thousand lifetimes and missed him in each one.

And the worst part?
It wasn’t just the kiss.

It was him.
It was Kim Seokjin.

Jia’s brother.

The infamous, undefeated criminal lawyer.

Korea’s golden boy of power and scandal and brilliance—and he kissed me like he owned the air in my lungs.

And I let him.
Worse—I needed him to.

I sit down on my studio couch, the city light bleeding through the curtains, warm and indifferent. My coffee goes cold in my hands.

“What the fuck was that,” I murmur.

My voice is hoarse. Still raw from the things I didn’t say. From the things I felt.

Because I don’t flirt like that.
I don’t kiss strangers.

And I especially don’t get weak in the knees for someone I just met—someone who happens to be the brother of someone I’ve known for years.

But there was something about Jin. Something behind that devastating confidence and courtroom charisma.

A softness. A sincerity. A sense of belonging I’ve never felt from anyone before.

“You belong with us, baby,” he said.

And my world—my carefully composed, perfectly disciplined, art-first universe—split open like a cracked stage light.

Us.
Who is us?

And why the hell did it feel like I’d known him forever?

I lean back, rubbing my face.

My phone buzzes somewhere between the cushions, and I grab it blindly, praying for distraction.

Instead, I see his name on my calendar.

Taehyung.
Meeting with Kim Taehyung in 3 days.

I blink at the reminder like it’s taunting me.

Oh right. That’s real.
That’s actually happening.

I’m going to meet him.

And suddenly my breath catches all over again.