[ Angst, Dark, Mafia Romance, Love Triangle, Obsession]
❝ Her love can turn a blood thirsty monster into a lovable men,
And,
Someone's obsession for her can turn that person into a boundless monster... ❞
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In which two individuals complet...
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(Following chapter may contain violence against women. Might be sensitive for some readers)
(Neum's POV)
"Momma fried egg please!"
From the kitchen I heard Seungyo's high pitched voice demanding for another fried egg. I huffed in exhaustion, this is the third time, he asked for another fried egg and why not, egg and milk are dear to his heart.
Just like Jungkook...
"Here you go baby."
Seungyo clapped his chubby hands together in pure joy while I served egg on Seungyo's plate directly from the frying pan. He squealed in excitement digging forks on his dear food.
"Thank you mamma~"
I smiled watching my son. I can clearly say my son loves food more than his mom. I chuckled shaking my head and started eating my own breakfast.
"Good morning dada!" Seungyo's voice made me look up the see Taehyung walking down the stairs while adjusting his rolex watch. Taking a seat near me, he hummed on Seungyo's greeting and looked at me with a warm smile. I gladly ignored him and continued my breakfast.
I have no interest in engaging in any conversation with this man and spoil my whole day.
Finishing his milk, Seungyo looked at Taehyung with his round sparkling eyes.
"Dada in school we will be having annual function. I have been chosen to deliver a poem on the stage. Everyone's parents will come." said Seungyo, his big doe eyes looked at his so called dad with love and admiration. I lowered my gaze feeling guilt. The way I'm playing with my child's feeling by letting him think this monster to be his real dad, I just couldn't forgive myself for that.
Taehyung looked at Seungyo then at me. Smirking he put down his phone said,
"I'll think about that later. "
Seungyo seem little bit dejected by Taehyung's response and pout his lips.
"But dada-"
I cut Seungyo off and lifted him, making him sit on my lap.
"You have your momma right? I'll come to see my precious little prince delivering his poem. " I said trying to convince my son but he just shook his head stubbornly.
"I want you both!" Seungyo hugged me tightly as his eyes started glistening. I glared at Taehyung with disgust while patting my son's back.
I just wish I had never met Taehyung when I got into that accident. I just wish I had never fall into his trap, all this things couldn't have happened.
