There's no mercy when I f*ck you pretty one. Dominance is what I CRAVE the most."
Synopsis :
A tragic love story of a boy who fell in love with a wrong one who tainted his mind with his own cunning lust that was carried forward by the tough male...
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Later that night, after the tall brunette's leg was bandaged and the shattered glass cleaned, they found themselves curled up on the couch once again, the warmth of the fire lulling them into a sense of calm. The tall brunette's arm was wrapped around Y/n, his fingers gently tracing circles on her delicate skin, his head resting against hers.
"Do you think it will ever stop?" the tall brunette murmured, his voice soft and contemplative. "The nightmares, the guilt...?"
Y/n looked up at him, her hand resting on his chest. "Maybe not right away." she said honestly, her eyes meeting his. "But it will get easier. You'll learn to live with it, and eventually, the pain will fade. You just need time."
I was staring at the burning fire in the fireplace. As I gaze inside the flame I see myself, the happy me, the ambitious girl who moved to Seoul in order to pursue her dream, to become a doctor but now as I look back this terrible man, not to mention the father of my child is the one who caused misery and destroyed my life, my ambitions my happiness forever. I was rap*d, assaulted, in coma and was literally on the verge of losing my life just cause this man beside me was crazy about me and wanted to capture me, control me and trap me in his nasty web of manipulation. Edward, the one I thought would be my husband, the man I really admired was never in love with me, in fact I now remember him as Josh, the sassy blonde who messed up my now husband's wife. I mean what worse can happen after all this misfortune I already faced? Mr. Kim, I remember a sophisticated gentleman, the man I stumbled upon on a magazine cover page since that moment he was my forever crush. But after spending so many days with him my crush turned to true love, a love that will haunt me for the rest of my life. I wonder if we met before my life went downhill, may be just then I would have been a suitable wife for Mr. Kim. I was so shattered and ashamed of what happened to me when I met Mr. Kim that I couldn't ever stare into his eyes and confess my love for him. I wonder why I had to bear all this just because a ruthless gangster was obsessed with me?
The tall brunette nodded, his gaze distant for a moment as he stared into the flickering flames. "Time." he echoed quietly. "I just hope I have enough of it."
Y/n smiled softly, coming out of her sour notions to look at a helpless man. "You do. And I'll be here for every moment."
The tall brunette's arms tightened around her, his heart swelling with gratitude for this woman who had stood by his side, even after everything they'd been through. For the first time in what felt like forever, he allowed himself to believe that maybe, just maybe, things would be okay. And as they fell asleep in each other's arms, the shadows of the past seemed just a little bit lighter. The next day went by quickly since there was not much to do on a friday. The sun dipped low over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the isolated cabin nestled deep within the forest. The cabin was modest, with wooden walls and a thatched roof, surrounded by towering trees that provided a sense of seclusion and peace. Birds chirped in the distance, their melodies blending with the rustling leaves. Inside, the cabin was a cozy and inviting atmosphere. The living room was filled with well-worn furniture, a stone fireplace that crackled with warmth, and shelves lined with books and mementos from a life well-lived. The kitchen, though small, was meticulously kept, with pots and pans hanging from hooks and the aroma of a hearty stew filling the air. Y/n, now bearing the visage of the tall brunette, stood at the stove, stirring the stew with practiced ease. His features, so eerily similar to the man who had once been her carrying neighbor, were softened by the firelight. Despite the drastic changes he had undergone, there was a gentleness in his eyes, a reflection of the deep love and respect he held for Taeho and Y/n.
