~Your POV~
I just tucked in my 5 year old son Asher, I kissed his head and turned on his nightlight. I then shut the door and left, after I shut the door; I heard the front door open. "I don't care, we better find him. He won't get that far Ravi, he will be dead by the time we find him. Alright, good night. I'll see you tomorrow." Hakyeon said, then he hanged up the phone and shut the door; he then leaned on it. His back was facing me, I walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder; but he pushed me down and I fell to the ground. He looked at me, "Oh, it's you. Don't do that." He said to me and walked past me.
"Welcome home." I said and got up, "How was work? Are you hungry?" I asked him.
"No, I ate with the boys and which work? My day work or night work?" He asked me.
I thought for a moment, "Day work." I answered him.
He smirked, "Of course because you hate hearing about my night work." He said, I looked down to the ground. "It was fine." He said, I looked at him and I saw some blood on his face. I walked up to him and saw the cut.
"You have a cut on your face." I said to him.
"I'm fine, geez where's Asher?" He asked.
"He's asleep right now." I said to him.
He smirked and wrapped his arms around my waist, "Have you had a shower yet?" He asked me.
I knew where this was going, "Yes I have." I said to him, he looked at me in disappointment.
"Okay, when?" He asked.
"After I took Asher to school, remember I was in the shower when you left for work." I said to him.
"Oh yeah." He said, he looked at me for a bit and then kissed my lips like he was demanding something. I know what's going on now, I have been with this man for 5 almost 6 years.
He was trying to lift up my shirt when I stopped him, he looked at me a little annoyed. He was about to say something when I put my finger on his lips. "Take a shower first, then you will get what you want." I said to him.
"Fine." He said, he let me go and went to our room. I followed and he went to our bathroom, I got some pajamas ready for him. I went in and put his pajamas and underwear on the sink. He wrapped his arms around me again, he already had his shirt off and was still wearing his pants.
"What?" I asked him.
"Nothing, I just can't believe you're almost 22 years old now. It feels like yesterday when I first met you." He said to me.
"Yeah, in that hell hole." I said to him, I was remembering my past was something I hated more than anything. My parents were the worst, I wasn't raised in the best conditions; I saw some scary ass looking people and saw things that no child should ever see. I had to grow up fast, I studied and worked just so I can get out of that house; but at 16 years old my parents sold me to a whore house and made off with the money I made from my part-time job as a waitress. I was scared, I never even kissed a guy before; so I was terrified that a creepy ass looking man was going to take my first time.
That didn't really happen though, instead I was put in a room with a man who found out about a fresh new young girl. That man was Cha Hakyeon, the wealthy 23 year old son of a very powerful business man who worked beside his father along with his friends and their fathers; he was also in a gang called VIXX. Which he goes by N. Nobody knows about that, well if they did they wouldn't live to tell the tale. Day or night, you can't find any dirt on him or his friends. Anyways, he was the first man I even been with and only one.
