Jisoo, a successful CEO and single mother, finds love unexpectedly with Taehyung, her charming assistant.
Despite their differences, their bond grows as they navigate the challenges of love, family, and trust. From dealing with a difficult past to...
"Hyung, you killed him," Taehyung muttered in shock, his wide eyes fixed on Casey's lifeless body. The blood pooling around the sand, staining Jisoo's white dress, made his stomach churn.
Namjoon barely spared him a glance, rolling his shoulders back as he reloaded his gun. "Baby brother, it's called an encounter," he stated matter-of-factly, before pointing his gun at the bulky man who had tried to escape.
One of Namjoon's officers quickly tackled the man, pinning him down while others secured the area. But Taehyung had already tuned them out, his focus entirely on the trembling little boy in the distance.
"Appa! Appa!" Rowoon's choked cries sent a sharp pang through Taehyung's chest.
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He rushed forward, dropping to his knees as Rowoon flung himself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. Taehyung wrapped his arms tightly around the small, fragile body, feeling his tiny fingers grip his shirt with desperation.
"He hurt you, baby?" Taehyung whispered, his voice shaking with suppressed rage as he caressed Rowoon's bruised cheeks.
Rowoon only nodded, his hiccups breaking through his words. "Eomma... eomma didn't wake up..."
Taehyung's heart clenched. His gaze darted toward Jisoo, lying unconscious on the sand, her dress soaked in Casey's blood.
He stood up, carrying Rowoon in one arm as he rushed to Jisoo's side. His breath caught in his throat-her face was too pale, her body too still.
"Jisoo," he called softly, gently tapping her cheek. "Baby, wake up... please."
No response.
Panic surged through him.
"Get the ambulance here now!" he barked, his voice raw with urgency.
Namjoon was already on the phone, issuing rapid orders. Within minutes, sirens wailed in the distance, and medics rushed onto the scene.
Taehyung climbed into the ambulance with Jisoo, never letting go of her hand. Rowoon curled up against his chest, still sniffling.
He pressed his forehead against Jisoo's clammy hand, his jaw clenched.
"I won't let anything happen to you... I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."
It was a promise. A vow.
And this time, nothing-no past, no nightmare-would break them apart.
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Rosé smiled widely as Rowoon's small figure rushed in with his uncle Jimin, who chuckled at the boy's excited antics.
Hoseok entered as well, taking a seat on the couch, watching the little boy hug his aunt tightly.
"Imo, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have forced you to get me ice cream," Rowoon pouted, guilt evident in his small voice as he hugged Rosé even tighter.
