Love in the Shadows || Vsoo

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Adrian stepped into a vast villa, accompanied by Raven, his curious eyes scanning every corner of the opulent space. 

The villa, though not grand in size, exuded an undeniable charm and an air of luxury. 

Its refined design seamlessly integrated with the surrounding environment, creating an atmosphere of both serenity and lavishness. 

The inviting living areas were adorned with sumptuous furnishings, bathed in the gentle glow of sunlight streaming through expansive windows. 

The ambiance was a perfect blend of sophistication and comfort.

"Raven?" A girl entered the hall, she exuded an aura of confidence, standing at an elegant height, her commanding presence draws attention effortlessly. 

Her expressive almond-shaped eyes captivate with a twinkle, often accentuated by subtle yet alluring makeup that enhances her natural beauty. 

A fringe of lustrous hair frames her face, adding to her distinctive charm entered the hall.  "Who is this?" she inquired, her gaze directed at Adrian, curiosity evident in her tone.

"Adrian" Replied Raven. "Adrian? You mean our baby Adrian?" Dalia asked, her eyes brimming with tears.

Raven gave a confirming nod, and in response, Dalia rushed over to Adrian and embraced him tightly.

She pulled out of the hug, her eyes shimmering with tears of happiness. "Does this mean teacher is back too?" she asked with eager anticipation. 

Raven nodded in confirmation. "Where is she? I want to meet her!" Dalia's excitement was palpable.

"She had a fight with the king," Raven's expression turned somber as she revealed the news, and Dalia's face mirrored her disappointment. 

"Who are you?" Adrian inquired, his curiosity evident as he looked at Dalia, a newcomer to his surroundings.

"I'm Dalia," she replied with a warm smile. Adrian's curiosity extended to their relationship with his mother. 

"How are you both related to my mother?" he asked, seeking to understand the connection between them and his mother.

"We are her students," Raven explained, her voice carrying a sense of respect for their teacher. Adrian's skepticism was clear. 

"Don't fool me, my mother is not a teacher!" he retorted, his disbelief evident. "You think that because you don't know why you are here," 

Dalia responded with a gentle smile, her words hinting at the hidden truths that had yet to be revealed to him.

"Who told you that?" Adrian questioned, his skepticism evident. 

"I know why I am here. I know I am not a human, but the son of the most powerful vampire to ever exist," 

He declared with a sense of pride in his heritage. His words carried a mixture of confidence and conviction, revealing a deep understanding of his identity.

Shock rippled through Dalia and Raven as they processed Adrian's revelation. "How?" they both asked in unison, their voices filled with a mix of surprise and curiosity. 

The unexpected nature of his statement had left them eager to understand the details behind his claim.

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"Why is she back?" Taehyung snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a voice. He turned to look at the person who had spoken, and to his surprise, it was Euan.

"We need her, she is our queen, Euan," Taehyung stated firmly. "I don't need her!" Euan shouted in response, his anger and frustration clear in his voice.

"Euan—" Taehyung began, but Euan's outburst cut him off. "She left when I needed her the most!" Euan's voice trembled with anger and hurt. 

"I was barely 16, fighting against the world all alone! And what did she do? She left! She was selfish, all she thought about was her son, the son of the most powerful vampire, and herself!"

"She never thought about me! I barely had any powers, and yet she left me alone to die!" Euan shouted, his emotions raw and exposed.

Before Taehyung could say anything, Euan continued to pour out his pent-up emotions. "SHE LEFT YOU! YOU DID NOTHING! IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT! YET SHE BLAMED YOU AND LEFT!"

YOU WERE 23! JUST A MERE 23-YEAR-OLD WHOSE FATHER DIED UNEXPECTEDLY, AND YOU HAD TO INHERIT THE THRONE!" Euan's words were filled with frustration, pain, and a sense of injustice.

Taehyung pulled Euan into a comforting embrace and whispered, "Shh, I know, I know everything that happened. Calm down." 

Euan, overwhelmed by his emotions, burst into tears in Taehyung's arms. In that moment, their shared pain and the years of separation seemed to melt away as they found solace in each other's understanding.

"She was the one who raised you all alone when you were a mere baby, and your parents abandoned you."

"She fought against her own parents just to give you a peaceful shelter. She always treated you better than her sister, she—" Taehyung tried to explain, but Euan interrupted him.

"SHE WAS HERSELF ABANDONED! HER PARENTS AND HER SISTER DID NOT GIVE A DAMN ABOUT HER!" Euan's anger flared as he defended his perspective.

"You shouldn't speak about your sister like that!" Taehyung admonished, trying to maintain a sense of respect even in the midst of their heated conversation.

"She married me for your sake! You remember?" Taehyung reminded Euan, emphasizing the sacrifices and choices that had been made for Euan's well-being.

"She aborted your first child" Euan's revelation left Taehyung speechless. He knew that Euan was right, and there was little he could say in response to the painful truth that had just been unveiled. 

The weight of their shared history hung heavy in the air, leaving both of them with a deep sense of unresolved emotions and regrets.

"She did that because—" Taehyung attempted to explain, but Euan's outburst cut him off.

"STOP DEFENDING HER FOR GOD'S SAKE!" Euan shouted in frustration and abruptly left, leaving behind a heavy silence filled with unspoken grievances and complex emotions.

Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair, feeling the pain coursing through his veins, and then, suddenly, everything went black before his eyes, as he succumbed to the overwhelming emotions and physical strain of the moment.

As Taehyung's vision faded into darkness, the last thing he saw was Irene rushing toward him, her concern and worry evident in her expression, before he lost consciousness.