Our Destiny/kth.jjk/

Sexy(ch-7)

A little messy update
1000 words only.
Hope you enjoy! ❤

After killing the driver ,i drive us to our house. Yes, our house. Not mine, not his, just us.

We soon reached our house. Unlike in other typical stories, he wasn't sleeping peacefully. Instead he was happily cheering looking at the house.

"Is this our home? It's so sexy, just like me. " - he said suddenly, startling me in the process.

His confidence is breathtaking.

Want me to fuck him hard.

He is soon going to be my Queen, ruling the Korea beside me.

I am just waiting for my coronation.

The day boss of 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓮𝓽 , send me invitation of my personal coronation would be my official day to rule this city.

But before that, taehyung has to go through, test of being loyal, test of being worthy of the title.

He maybe my love of life, but that title belongs to someone who is worthy of it.

If he can't be worthy of it, I will make him worth it.

Because matter what, it's his fucking throne.
No body, and when I say nobody, it's means no single soul will have that throne, unless it's him.

I will spoil him to rott, but in turn he has to fucking give me his everything.

Every-fucking-thing.
Be it his loyalty, love, care, worries, body, lips.. Everything will be mine & mine alone.

He would be untouchable, the day he will take his crown of seoul queen beside me.

He will be my psychopath Queen & I will be his maniac King.

"KOok- JUNGKOOKKK!!!?? what the fu- fudge are you thinking." - suddenly he shouted on my face, maybe I have been zoned out a little to much.

"Nothing , let's just go & get you some sleep, you must be tried from all the traveling. "- I said, getting out of my unhealthy thinking.

" Okay! " - he replied cheerly.

"Don't you miss your family? Aren't you way to excited to leave them.
And i swear I saw a glint of most vulnerable eyes ever, it just for mere ten seconds & then soon it turned into blood thirst. His entire being scares me, lol.

" No, why do wanna talk about them"- he asked me so coldly, that i swear a shiver ran past my whole body.
His voice gives me chills.

But why he is behaving like this, aren't his family precious to him? Just like mine.

"They should be none of your business, if only you want me to stay here peacfuly" - he said slight angrily.

And marched towards the house with angry steps.

When I entered the house, he was already in his room, sleeping.

I just left him be.

Taehyung pov.

I fucking hate it when someone ask me about those bunch of selfish people.

Mention of those people alone makes my horrible past flash in front of me.

⚠ 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 ⚠

Listen to/must listen: out of love (by alessia cara)

Sometimes you feel like, you wanna die.
I feel that too.

There is this misconception that people who are the most courageous have the strength to enter this mafian world.

No, people who are the most cowards are the one, who get in this shit.

Because if you asked me, honestly if I would have been a little courageous, I would have been dead by now.

I am a coward, & to hide that i build this shit.

People made villian's not the other way around.

Nobody is born with a criminal mind, people like you, made us what we are today.

In my it's my own motherfucking family.
I am so numb to this whole family word.

My whole childhood , I live just to get my expectation die every single time.

I was so lost, that a point of time. Even my own tears left me, I got the problem of dry eyes. Funny isn't it?
And you know who got the blame? Phone? Pfftt.. They are a bunch of lames.

I cried & cried & cried, nobody was there, all they saw was my mistake.

I spend almost half of my life with them, yet they don't know what I am scared of, what my thinking is.

They put there own fucking mentality and pretend that's the reason .

Ahhhhhhh!!
I just wanted to die so bad, all the pent up frustration I have just wanna burst out.

You know when I was in 12 grade my dream was to cry freely.

I just wanted a place to shout , to whimper, to cry my heart out, without suppressing it, or fear of getting taunts of being overdramatic, pathetic or what not.
But look at my fucking luck , I never get the chance to do that.

My bathroom become my best friend. My regular visit to cry there become so frequent.

That at a point of time,i just wanted to engulf that so pleasing, heart warming, white liquid, sitting on the cabinet, looking so tempting.

The bottle reads, kills 99% dirt, maybe it can also help me.
Just like my family said, I am also a part of dirt.

Who was born by mistake, I was supposed to be aborted, but my maternal granny, didn't let that happen.

And you know the fun fact?
I was the one who kill her, because of her, I can't die.
I just can't.

I am such a coward, whenever I thought about it, my entire life flash in front of me, my so called family & everything.

It was not pleasing at all . When you want to forget everything yet you can't.

I just want someone who can accept me the way I am, my jolliness, my bratty behaviour, my crybaby tantrum, everything.

But in this world, it's just us~

Sometimes everything seems tempting except living.
~by author.

I am sorry, I just can't continue to write this chapter more, I have cried enough .
This whole book is written on author's life except the mafia part.

I write what I exactly feel or have gone through that day.

Hope you guys understand!.