DANCE WITH THE DEVIL

Part 30 - sorry my heart for abandoning you

Warning!

The content in this chapter will be somewhat mature, focusing less on the enjoyable parts and more on serious themes such as sexual harassment, torture, rape, and more. Proceed at your own discretion! - Sorry :(

Kinn POV

I entered the room and saw Porsche with an IV in his arm, gazing out the window. He didn't notice I had come in until I touched his leg.

"Hey?" I didn't know how to behave.

"Hey..." He continued looking out the window, not at me.

"How are you feeling?" I asked hesitantly, certain it wasn't the right question.

"Did the doctor tell you?" he asked.

"Mmm,"

"Do you hate me?"

"Why would I hate you for this?" I asked.

"I don't know..."

"Porsche,"

"I didn't want to get pregnant... but now I feel terrible that I killed my baby, and I don't even know who the father is... is it Ling or one of his bodyguards?

"I'm the father of that baby!" I said confidently, truly feeling it.

"You're just trying to make me feel better."

"I'm not. I'm the father. Your children are my children!"

Porsche burst into tears, his breaths short and sharp. He was having a panic attack. I hugged him tightly, wrapping my arms around him, kissing his shoulder, and inhaling his scent. The embrace was filled with sadness and joy, knowing he was alive and with me again, but also knowing what he had been through.

Porsche and I sat hugging for hours until the doctor came in. I held his hand, trying to give him as much warmth and love as possible to make him feel safe.

Three days after the abortion.

Porsche POV

Tankhun came to my room after I texted him. I had to tell him the whole truth about King.

"Oh, Porsche! What did you want to talk about? Already missed me?" Tankhun roared, as expected.

"I need to talk to you about King..."

"Oh, who else wants to hear about that family?!" I could see his true expression for a second after mentioning King's name.

"Tankhun, King is dead..." I spoke carefully.

"And good riddance! That bastard was no different from his brother." Tankhun tried to stay loud.

"Tankhun... he died the day you planned to escape..."

"What are you talking about? Are you drunk?" Tankhun tried to sound casual.

"Ling...... killed King... and he's the one who marked you..." I tried to soften my words.

"You think I wouldn't remember?" Tankhun started laughing uncontrollably, "I forgot I had a meeting today. Porsche, feel better," he walked towards the door.

"King loved you..."

"Porsche, you don't know what you're talking about."

"Your mark disappeared, didn't it?"