~"you call it madness, but i call it love"~
In the world of hate, taehyung finds his light. he is scared of the dark but a man leads his way to the light. he admits that he's fallen for this man and forgetting his tragic past he loves this man with...
I walk down to the room which holds my new baby. My new sexy baby.
In fact, i got it yesterday. Every time i get a new one Namjoon Hyung makes sure to have it all dolled up in my red room inside the basement. I designed this room just for it.
I lick my lips as i push the door open and my eyes droop. Fucking hell. I'm no hot CEO to just be normal and take in such a sight.
I smirk and walk to the center. I slowly slide my hands over the deck of my new Porsche.
The Porsche is under an ancient red carpet. My red room is exactly what it is. Red. you can see the whole damn city from the back through a round window.
there's a staircase to the right that leads directly to the back of my kitchen pantry. close to the staircase, i have a minibar. there's a little seating area and the whole room is covered in red LED lights.
and in the center sits my baby. My new sexy little Porsche.
To be honest i wouldn't be so greedy about my cars but unlike all my other ones this is a red car. One that was custom-made after my 5th deal with the Bratva. The profit was too much, and i needed a new sight.
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I get inside the car and connect all the Bluetooth so that the car is synced with the house.
As much as i prefer paper over computer, my house is anything but.
I rev up the engine while clutching the break. I rev it up hard. The whole basement vibrates and i smirk.
This is what I've been doing my whole life.
Gas. Clutch. Shift. Repeat.
I shuffle with keys and the basement door opens up and I'm out on the highway.
As much as the son of a sae -Godfather of the Korean mafia, Bulgasari- shouldn't listen to music and be all bossy with good grades and shit, I'm not.
I blast Cold Blooded by Chris Grey and the whole car screams the music. I bask in the sound even if my ears sting with the intensity of the keys.
I drive fast and reckless. It's my new baby after all.
Me and my family usually have family dinners every month, this month's was last week but my father called me to meet him at the house today. Without Namjoon Hyung.
I complied because my father, the busiest man I know would never call me without a reason.
If it was one of my mother's i would've said no because I had better things to do like stalk my butterfly and sneak into his room to read his diary every day.
Speaking of which, it's been a whole week since the katari practice with taehyung. My lips quirk up into an ugly smirk as the events of that practice play in my mind.
