MAFIA

PART 18: POV You

You tried to move but your body didn't obey you. You groaned in pain, which gripped every muscle in your body. You tried to remember at least something, but your head absolutely did not obey you. You could barely open your eyes.

Where are you? The room seemed to belong to a teenager, although it looked rather deserted. Judging by the layer of dust, no one has been here for a long time. You were glad you were wearing pajamas this time and not just a T-shirt. You would have laughed at the absurd things you thought, but it hurt too much. You barely crawled out of bed, looking around, trying to figure out where you are. You went to the door and turned the handle, you were not even surprised when it turned out that the door was locked.

You examined the scientific books that were on the shelves. This teenager clearly did not have the most fun childhood. There were no toys in the room. There was a martial arts area, even with the time you could see blood on the dents from your fists. Studying and martial arts since childhood. Were they preparing a killer... You stopped when you realized who exactly this room belongs to. You went to the table and saw the inscription on the notebook in neat handwriting—Kim Taehyung. You looked out the window and something was wrong. Only after a moment did you realize that there was a grill on the window. How did you live... you whispered, running your fingers over his name.

You were kidnapped and locked in the Taehyung children's room. Is the person who kidnapped you...

"You woke up faster than I thought," a cold voice behind made you freeze. You slowly turned around and met the same cold gaze. You were right, the one who kidnapped you is Taehyung's father. "Beautiful ring," he said as he walked inside. "I don't remember giving my son permission to get married"

"As if Taehyung ever needed anyone's permission. Still think you have the right to tell him what to do?" you snorted, sitting on the edge of the table

"Hmm... I heard that you are fearless, but I didn't think that much," he chuckled. "Answering your question: yes, I have! I created him, but some mongrels keep appearing in his life that make him a weakling!" he pointed to you

"Weakling?" you chuckled. "Are you not afraid of him at all, Mr. Kim?" You asked, and Taehyung's father laughed out loud.

"Taehyung should be feared by everyone else, not me."

"Quite the opposite, Mr. Kim. You should fear Taehyung more than anyone else." you chuckled. He sent you a murderous look.

"You know, I wanted to wait for Taehyung, but you really annoy me" Taehyung's father took out a gun and shot you in the arm. You fell to your knees, teeth clenched tightly in pain, not wanting to make a sound. He won't wait for such a luxury from you! You glanced at him, but he just smiled at you. "It's interesting" he chuckled as he stood up from his chair. "I thought you were going to whine just like your brother." Taehyung's father turned on his heels and left the room locking the door.