PREGNANT by my GAY BF {Book 2} *Being Edited*

Part 2🔞

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Hoseok's POV
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The sound of a foot tapping at the marble floor gets my attention the moment my body exceeded up from the stairs. With her arms folded, I tilt my head slightly to the side, slowly closing the door behind me.

"Yes?" I say sounding slightly annoyed, sliding my hands into my sweatpants pockets. Ignoring me, she looks at the door before looking away to lock eyes with mine "If you're going to just stand there and not say anything, then excuse me. I would like to go upstairs and take a shower" about to walk around her, she steps in front of me, making me stop dead in my tracks "Levian -"

"You said when the boys were born - you would stop" knowing what she was asking of me, I sigh, breaking eye contact to put my attention on the wall beside us "You told me - no more Hoseok"

"And I meant that" I look at her. Rolling her eyes, she turns her head to look out the window, pointing at something outside. Following her index finger, my eyes then land on Domo, who was following 2 of my men to the back of a pick up truck with a dead body wrapped up in their hold. Looking back at her, I shrug my shoulders "Ok" was all I say not really caring. Throwing her hands up, I see a tear leave her eye the moment she turned to walk away "It's not that serious"

"Not that - serious?" she turns around quickly to look at me as I stood there in the same spot with my same emotionless expression on my face "You're - joking right?" walking back up to me, she stands there, raising her head, staring into my eyes with her watery ones "This is serious Hoseok. Whatever you do will and, or can, affect us. Affect the kids. Do you not care that your outcomes can hurt them or worse, get them fucking killed?"

"Are you fucking doubting me?" I lower my voice, dropping it a few octaves as I speak through my teeth with so much hatred in my tone "For years I have been doing this without myself or anyone in that matter getting hurt. I know what I said but fuck it. I can't stop handling business because my stuck-up bitch of a wife wants me to stop. I - am - needed. People - my men - they fucking need me. So - why don't you get that through your little fucking thick ass skull and shut - up" narrowing my eyes at hers, her face distorts as she starts to cry a little harder. 

Fuck. I know I went too far. Way - too far. 

Closing my eyes, I let out a frustrated sigh knowing whatever I say, she's not going to hear it. "Levian -" I reach out to her, but it was no use as she swats my hand away. Attempting to push me back, she gets mad seeing that my body didn't move from the spot it was in. So, raising her hand, she brings the palm of it across my face, slapping me with so much power making my head turn to the side.

I deserved that

"Fuck you Hoseok!" she yells hitting my chest "Either you change, like you said you would or I'm taking the kids and leaving"

"And go where Lev?" I slowly turn my head to look down at her, seeing her head crane up to look at me with so much anger in her eyes "Did you forget that your supposed to be dead?"

"I don't give a fuck where I go. It will be anywhere but here" and like that she walks away, disappearing around the corner as I try to keep myself calm from wanting to go after her

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Walking outside, I watch my men talk amongst themselves, laughing. Seeing my presence getting closer, one of them warns the others as they look over at me and immediately stand up, their hands behind their back, their statue completely straight and eyes looking ahead