Jeon Jungkook
The heir of the korean mafia.
cold, dark and mysterious
They call him the devil.
but what made him like that?
maybe its the abuse and neglect of his mother...
maybe the extensive mafia training he had to go
through... or maybe the reas...
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Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind. And right now I was in the darkest of places. Literally and figuratively.
I was locked in a store room by my own mother. A mother is supposed to love her child except I can't remember a single moment when she showed me, love.
For as long as I can remember, she has been neglecting and abusing me. Maybe that's how all the women are.
I just went to my father's office to show him my report card. But instead, I found my mother rummaging through his confidential files.
I knew they were important for my father's business and I just knew that I had to tell him about it. but before I could, she locked me here in this store room.
I don't know how much time it had been but it feels like hours. I am hungry and thirsty. And I am scared. Scared of the darkness. Why doesn't she loves me? She told me that I am unlovable. Is it true?
My father is the head of the Korean mafia, one of the strongest mafia in the world And I am the heir.
The prince.
I am expected to always be strong. But I still can't fight my own mother.
Maybe I deserve what she did to me for being weak. I can feel the darkness consuming my mind. I am losing myself.
Just before it can consume me whole, the door slams open and there stands a girl. Probably the most prettiest girl I have ever seen in all my 9 years of life.
She looks like an angel.
"What are you doing here? Are you playing hide and seek too? But why is the door locked then? Are you okay? You don't look okay maybe we should take you to the doctor. "The girl rambled everything in one breath with a cute frown on her pretty face.
Am I dreaming?
As if to prove that I am in fact not dreaming she held my hand in her small one and helped me escape the darkness.
The darkness of the room and the darkness of my mind and soul.
"I am Lalisa," she said
"Jungkook"
"From now on we are best friends" she smiles brightly and hugs me.
And at that moment I knew that she is mine. My saviour, my light, my best friend, my soul mate and my love.
