Twilight of Itaewon | Taekook ✔

57. Fated Mates

[Warning: Language]

The heels hitting the floor as they taking the heavy steps filling around the hallways. It's been silent for a long time. The dark walls sharing secrets with the one walking past them. Rather than the white ceiling lights, the whole skyscraper looks grey; inside and outside. It screams tough, lifeless yet relinquished. The door opened and welcomed them to nothing but an abyss. Black shades of the room melting with the moody sky above that can be seen through the huge window. It would scare someone to look outside. The brisk and chaotic city beneath them minding their own business. Unfortunately, the world can't be that easy and innocent like it shows. It's a whole other story.

How will the sky look like from the rooftop? She exclaims.

Walking with a stern expression, they sat down on the couch. The red lips curling into an annoying frown, eyes having a piercing glare that could make anyone spit the truth she wants. Her long hair touching the dip of her lower back, blacktop, and red skirt tightly hugging her, accentuating her every curve and edge. She sat cross-legged like holding the world in her hands. The two men looking at her in awe. Tugging the hair strand behind her ear, she stared at them, waiting for them to say something. Patience was on her hand, trying her best to not break the silence first. Thankfully, one of the men said.

"Well, we got your message. If it's true, then... This will be an end game."
The man said. The black suit he's wearing emphasizing his broad shoulders. He's wearing a smirk on his lips with eyebrows frowned. Within a look, even a kid can say that he's a devil, bizarre and merciless. The man looked to his right. There sitting another male in his dark blue suit, hair neatly parted, eyes scrutinizing the women in front of him. He placed the coffee cup in his hands and leaned back on the seat. His peculiar smug making her cock an eyebrow and she hummed lowly.

"Why would I lie about your b*tchy son luring my fiance?"

She mumbled. Her words were bitterly cold and brutal. The ferocious eyes outlined by the dark black eyeliner finishing her look of a nasty villain. She blends with the grey of the room and the bastards in front of her very well- like she's one of them. Her devilishly beautiful features faltering as the men who talked to her chuckled at her words. He stood up and walked towards his desk. Taking a black file from his drawer, he placed it on the small table in front of the two.

"Ah, my so-called fatso son is a seducing b*tch. Not really surprised. "

The male murmured as the hate-filled words rolling out of his tongue. He chuckled humorlessly, making the room tremble at the sound. His friend shook his head with a smug too.

"And, rich of you thinking that your finance is a one women man, the Perfect Gentleman. Ah, he turned out to be a fatso even after having a masterpiece like you on his side. That's so unfortunate, Ma'am. "

The man in blue said. The smirk on his lips changed to fake sympathy. He passed sad gaze to her, like mourning on her loss. Taken aback by the statement, she glared at the man, scoffed in annoyance. Looks like she's not ready to hear anything against her fiance.

"Oh, don't weep on my fate, Jiwon-ssi. My gay finance is a piece of cake. I'm feeling sadder because your both sons turned out to be the crazy witches in this. Full of spells from head to toe. Especially the small one. "

Park Jiwon was stunned at the words. He knows his sons are clever. He wasn't expecting anything better from them when it comes to opposing their homophobic, bastard of a father. Park Chanyeol was out of his reach from day one. He had a little hope on Jimin which by the way turned out as one of his nasty daydreams. Jiwon leaned back, crossing his arms around his chest, pressing his lips into a thin line.