5 | “ 𝗔 𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲.”
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The car door swung open as the devil sat inside his luxurious elegant car. He was leaving for Italy where he spent his childhood. The dark memories from childhood never left him, they only flooded more and more in his mind. His palms fisted as he greeted his teeth while those memories played in his mind.
He exhaled to calm his demeanor down as his gaze wandered around his mansion to see a sight of yn but she was nowhere to be seen, she was asleep. He had become restless for her, she never left his mind not even for a second.
Yn had become his Obsession and possession at the same time. She was his from the moment he saw her, he didn't need to mark her to be his, she was his without even marking her.
That girl was taking over his mind, her smile, eyes, lips everything was perfect for him.
He sat in his car, the driver quickly bowed to him before shutting the door and moving towards his driver seat. Jungkook has a great plan for Italy. His gaze still wandered around the mansion but no one was there.
The car began moving as a smirk formed on his lips before he uttered in a deep, dominating tone, “ I'm coming to kill you bastard.”
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“ boss, your son is here.”, the man in a formal suit stated at the man who was seated on a king-sized chair while his back faced him. He signed his fingers to let him come in, the man bowed and went out of the room.
The door opened revealing Jeon Jungkook, his one and only son. The man closed his eyes as the cologne of his son hit his nostrils making him smirk before he turned his chair around and faced his son. “ welcome, Jungkook.”, he utters with deep vocals.
His son only nodded, “ Thanks, Mr. Jeon Hanbin.” he addressed his father formally as he never considered this man as his father.
“ oh Jungkook, it's okay to call me dad." Jungkook poked his inner cheek with pure annoyance, “ I prefer to go formally.”
Hanbin nods, “ I am happy that you came son, I missed you.”
Jungkook nods and says, “ Can I get a room? I'm tired.”Hanbin nodded and called one of the maids to lead him to one room, Jungkook quietly followed the maid as she showed him the room.
Opening the door of a room, it was not so bright completely his type. Jungkook entered his room before closing the door. He was tired from the flight and needed to take some rest.
but, his mobile rang diverting his gaze towards the caller id, he picked up the call.
“ hello man, I heard you came back to Italy?”, deep voice came through the phone as Jungkook spoke.
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