'-𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓?-'
-'𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕.'-
Some say, lovers will always last together. Some think otherwise.
Jennie, the soon to be mafia queen is on the run. Trying to get away from her fa...
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K.JN
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Entering Father's room just like he demanded, I noticed how it didn't change one bit. Even though he had a bossy wife and a cocky son, he still hasn't changed one bit. He hadn't returned yet from talking with Taehyung so I just thought of wandering around the room.
I looked at the paintings of him, stepmother, and Taehyung. They all looked so happy and the fact I wasn't even in it. I shook my head to get that feeling away before heading over to the window. "Shit." He wasn't joking when he said he had tons of security, there are about 50 guards spread across that field.
Walking over to his desk, I opened some drawers to see some of my kids toys that I'm surprised he still kept, especially the ring of his first engagement with mother. I smiled to myself, maybe he did have a heart. Maybe he isn't the devil that I thought.
Until I saw a letter that seemed to have been pushed purposely at the back. I grabbed the letter even though it was slightly crumpled up and read it.
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November 2011
A huge mess had happened today. I don't think I want Jennie to ever find out what happened. I hate myself. I wish I could protect my family better. I wish to show my positive and loving side but I just can't. Its too dangerous out there and I don't want any of us to get exposed.
The night of November 3rd, I have drugged Jennie to not remember anything that happened. Her not to know that I killed her mother and I separated her from her lover.
It finally feels good to release this anger on paper because I fucking hated that man she loved. His father is one of my arch enemies and I would love to kill. That man ruined my whole life and I don't want my daughter to fall in love with his son.
His son was the worst of it all, and no, I'm not even bothered to even explain what he'd done. That son was named, Lee Taeyong.
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I dropped the letter in shock. It felt like I was paralysed. I couldn't move, talk, or even think at this moment. It was as if my whole life was a full lie. The door open widely as I snatched the letter and kept it in my hold, making sure nobody can see. But I didn't see my father come in, my stepmother took a step in with a anxious and terrified face.
