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**INT. JUNGKOOK'S OFFICE - NIGHT**

SOUND of rain lashing against the windows

JUNGKOOK, mid-thirties, sits behind a massive mahogany desk. The room is opulent, but stark. Minimalist art hangs on the walls, casting long shadows in the dim light. He's dressed in a tailored black suit, a stark contrast to his pale skin. His eyes, dark and intense, are fixed on a file.

> (Into the intercom)

> Bring him in.

A beat. The heavy oak door opens. Two GUARDS shove TAEHYUNG, early twenties, into the room. Taehyung stumbles, nearly falling. He's dressed in a flowing, gender-neutral dress, patterned with delicate floral designs. His face is bruised, his eyes wide with fear.

> Leave us.

The guards exit, the door closing with a resounding thud. Taehyung flinches.

> (Calmly, almost a purr)

> Come closer.

Taehyung hesitates, then slowly shuffles forward.

> W-what do you want?

Jungkook leans back in his chair, studying Taehyung with predatory eyes.

> I want to understand. They say you have information. Information that belongs to me.

> I don't know anything. I swear.

Jungkook chuckles, a low, menacing sound.

> Everyone knows something, Taehyung. The trick is finding out what.

He rises, circling Taehyung like a wolf assessing its prey.

> You work at the docks, don't you? See things. Hear things. Things that shouldn't be seen or heard.

> I just load crates. I don't pay attention to what's inside.

> (Stops, inches from Taehyung's face)

> Liar.

Taehyung shrinks back, tears welling in his eyes.

> Please… I have nothing to give you.

Jungkook reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of Taehyung's jaw. Taehyung trembles.

> Everyone has something to give. It's just a matter of finding the right… leverage.

He drops his hand, turning away. He walks to the window, looking out at the rain-soaked city.

> Tell me about yourself, Taehyung. Distract me.

> There's nothing to tell.

> Everyone has a story. Tell me yours. Or… perhaps I should find it out myself?

Taehyung looks down at his hands, twisting the fabric of his dress.

> I… I grew up in Busan. My parents… they were fishermen.

> Were?

> They died when I was young. A storm. I came to Russia looking for work.

> And you found it at the docks. A dangerous place for someone so… delicate.

> I needed the money.

> For what?

Taehyung hesitates.

> To survive.

Jungkook turns back, his eyes piercing.

> Survival is a luxury, Taehyung. One you can no longer afford.

He steps closer, invading Taehyung's personal space.

> Tell me what I want to know, and maybe… just maybe… I'll let you live.

> I don't know anything! Please, you have to believe me.

Jungkook grabs Taehyung by the throat, his grip tight but not crushing.

> Belief is for fools and children. I deal in facts. And the fact is, you're here, and I'm not known for my mercy.

Taehyung gasps for air, his eyes wide with terror.

> I… I saw something. A shipment… last week. It was labeled "medical supplies," but…

> But?

> But the crates… they were too heavy. And the men guarding them… they weren't dockworkers.

> What else?

> I heard them talking. About… about weapons.

Jungkook releases Taehyung, a flicker of satisfaction in his eyes.

> Weapons. And who were these men? Did you recognize them?

> No. They were… foreign. Speaking a language I didn't understand.

Jungkook paces, his mind racing.

> This is… interesting. Very interesting.

He stops, turning back to Taehyung.

> You've been… helpful. More helpful than I anticipated.

> Does this mean I can go?

Jungkook smiles, a chilling, predatory smile.

> Go? No, Taehyung. You've only just arrived.

He snaps his fingers. The door opens, and the two GUARDS reappear.

> Take him to the guest room. See that he's… comfortable.

The guards grab Taehyung, who struggles weakly.

> No! Please! I told you what you wanted to know!

> And now you're mine.

The guards drag Taehyung out of the room, his cries fading as the door slams shut. Jungkook stands alone, staring out at the rain.

> Mine.

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**INT. GUEST ROOM - LATER**

The guest room is opulent, but sterile. A large bed dominates the space, covered in silk sheets. Taehyung sits on the edge of the bed, trembling. He's changed into a simple white nightgown.

SOUND of the door opening

Jungkook enters. He's shed his jacket and tie, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar.

> What do you want?

> I told you. I want you.

> I'm not a toy.

> Everyone is a toy, Taehyung. Some are just more… entertaining than others.

He walks towards Taehyung, who shrinks back against the headboard.

> You're beautiful, you know. In a fragile, delicate way. Like a flower that could be crushed with a single touch.

> Please… just let me go.

Jungkook reaches out, stroking Taehyung's cheek.

> I can't do that. You know too much. And besides… I'm starting to enjoy your company.

He leans in, his lips hovering over Taehyung's.

> Don't be afraid. I promise… I'll try to be gentle.

He kisses Taehyung, a slow, deliberate kiss. Taehyung doesn't respond, his body stiff with fear. Jungkook pulls back, a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

> Relax, Taehyung. This will be much more enjoyable if you cooperate.

He kisses Taehyung again, this time more forcefully. He pushes Taehyung back onto the bed, his body pressing down on him.

> No! Stop!

Jungkook ignores him, his hands moving over Taehyung's body. He pulls at the nightgown, tearing it open.

> Please… don't do this.

Jungkook looks down at Taehyung, his eyes cold and calculating.

> You have something I want, Taehyung. And I always get what I want.

He lowers his head, kissing Taehyung's neck. Taehyung closes his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

(Detailed description of the sexual encounter follows, focusing on Jungkook's dominance and Taehyung's fear and resistance. The scene includes explicit language and details of intimate body parts and actions.)

**INT. JUNGKOOK'S OFFICE - MORNING**

Jungkook sits at his desk, reviewing documents. He looks tired, but satisfied. The door opens, and a GUARD enters.

> Sir, the shipment… it's been located. Just as the boy said.

Jungkook smiles.

> Excellent. See that it's… taken care of.

> And the boy, sir?

Jungkook pauses, considering.

> He stays.

> Sir?

> I find him… useful. And… he amuses me. See that he's given whatever he wants. Within reason, of course.

> Yes, sir.

The guard exits. Jungkook leans back in his chair, a strange expression on his face.

> Amusing.

**INT. GUEST ROOM - DAY**

Taehyung sits by the window, staring out at the city. He's dressed in another flowing dress, this one a deep blue. He looks lost and broken.

SOUND of the door opening

Jungkook enters.

> What do you want?

> I came to see how you were.

> How do you think I am?

> I don't know. Tell me.

Taehyung turns away, his voice barely a whisper.

> I hate you.

Jungkook steps closer, his voice soft.

> I know.

> Why are you doing this?

> Because I can. Because you're mine now.

> I'll never be yours.

> We'll see.

He reaches out, touching Taehyung's hair.

> You're stronger than you think, Taehyung. You'll survive this. You'll adapt.

> I don't want to adapt. I want to be free.

> Freedom is an illusion. Everyone is a prisoner of something.

> You're wrong.

Jungkook smiles, a hint of something genuine in his eyes.

> Maybe. But I doubt it.

He turns to leave.

> Rest, Taehyung. You'll need your strength.

He exits, leaving Taehyung alone once more. Taehyung looks out at the city, a flicker of defiance in his eyes.

> I'll find a way.

**INT. JUNGKOOK'S OFFICE - NIGHT**

Jungkook sits at his desk, staring at a photograph of Taehyung. He looks thoughtful, almost… vulnerable.

SOUND of the door opening

A WOMAN, elegant and dangerous, enters.

> You're obsessed with him, aren't you?

Jungkook doesn't look up.

> He's useful.

> He's more than that. I've seen the way you look at him.

> You see what you want to see.

> Don't lie to me, Jungkook. I know you better than anyone. You never let anyone get close. Until now.

Jungkook slams his fist on the desk.

> He's a distraction. Nothing more.

> Distractions can be dangerous. They can make you weak.

> I am not weak.

> Prove it. Get rid of him.

Jungkook hesitates.

> Or he'll be your downfall.

Jungkook looks back at the photograph of Taehyung.

> I don't think so.

**INT. GUEST ROOM - NIGHT**

Taehyung lies in bed, unable to sleep. He hears a noise outside his door. He sits up, his heart pounding.

SOUND of the door opening

Jungkook enters, carrying a tray.

> What are you doing?

> I brought you something to eat. You haven't touched your food all day.

> I'm not hungry.

> You need to eat. You're too thin.

He sets the tray on the bedside table.

> It's just soup. Try it.

Taehyung stares at him, suspicion in his eyes.

> Why are you being nice to me?

> Am I not allowed to be nice?

> Not you.

Jungkook sighs.

> I don't know, Taehyung. Maybe… maybe I'm starting to care about you.

Taehyung scoffs.

> Don't lie to me.

> I'm not lying. I know I haven't been… kind. But I'm trying to change.

> It's too late.

> It's never too late.

He picks up the spoon, offering it to Taehyung.

> Please, just try it.

Taehyung hesitates, then opens his mouth. Jungkook feeds him the soup, his eyes fixed on Taehyung's face.

> Is it good?

Taehyung nods, surprised.

> Yes.

Jungkook smiles.

> Good.

He continues to feed Taehyung, the silence broken only by the clinking of the spoon.

**INT. JUNGKOOK'S OFFICE - DAY**

Jungkook is on the phone, his voice cold and businesslike.

> I want them gone. All of them. No loose ends.

He hangs up, turning to see Taehyung standing in the doorway.

> What are you doing here?

> I heard you. Who do you want gone?

Jungkook sighs.

> It's none of your concern.

> It is my concern. I don't want you killing people.

> It's what I do, Taehyung. It's who I am.

> You can change.

> No, I can't.

> Yes, you can. I believe in you.

Jungkook stares at Taehyung, his expression unreadable.

> Don't.

> Don't what?

> Don't believe in me. I'll only disappoint you.

> I don't care. I'm not giving up on you.

Jungkook turns away, his voice rough.

> Get out.

Taehyung doesn't move.

> No.

Jungkook turns back, his eyes blazing.

> I said get out!

Taehyung flinches, but stands his ground.

> Make me.

Jungkook grabs Taehyung, pulling him close.

> Don't test me, Taehyung. You don't know what I'm capable of.

> I think I do.

Jungkook kisses Taehyung, a desperate, almost angry kiss. Taehyung responds, his arms wrapping around Jungkook's neck.

(Detailed description of the sexual encounter follows, focusing on a mix of passion and conflict. The scene includes explicit language and details of intimate body parts and actions.)

**INT. GUEST ROOM - NIGHT**

Taehyung lies in bed, asleep. Jungkook sits beside him, watching him. He strokes Taehyung's hair, his expression soft.

> What have you done to me?

He leans down, kissing Taehyung's forehead.

> I'll protect you. I promise.

**INT. JUNGKOOK'S OFFICE - DAY**

Jungkook is meeting with the WOMAN from before.

> You haven't gotten rid of him.

> I don't have to explain myself to you.

> You're making a mistake, Jungkook. He's going to be your undoing.

> I can handle him.

> Can you? Or is he handling you?

Jungkook glares at her.

> Get out.

> You'll regret this.

She exits, leaving Jungkook alone. He looks out the window, his face troubled.

**INT. GUEST ROOM - DAY**

Taehyung is looking at himself in the mirror. He's wearing a new dress, a vibrant red. He smiles, a genuine smile.

SOUND of the door opening

Jungkook enters.

> You look beautiful.

Taehyung turns, his smile widening.

> Thank you.

Jungkook steps closer, taking Taehyung's hand.

> I have something to tell you.

> What is it?

Jungkook takes a deep breath.

> I'm… I'm getting out.

Taehyung stares at him, stunned.

> Getting out? What do you mean?

> I'm leaving the business. I'm done with it.

> But… why?

> Because of you. You've shown me there's more to life than this. I want to be with you, Taehyung. I want to be a better man.

Taehyung's eyes fill with tears.

> You really mean it?

> I've never been more serious in my life.

He pulls Taehyung close, holding him tight.

> We'll leave Russia. We'll go somewhere far away, where no one knows us. We'll start a new life. Together.

Taehyung clings to Jungkook, his heart overflowing with hope.

> I love you, Jungkook.

Jungkook smiles, a genuine, heartfelt smile.

> I love you too, Taehyung. More than you know.

**EXT. COUNTRYSIDE - DAY**

Jungkook and Taehyung are walking hand-in-hand through a field of wildflowers. They're far away from the city, far away from the violence and the darkness. They're finally free.

FADE OUT.

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