His Vicious Love

chapter 27

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It was night time and the room was softly illuminated by a bedside lamp. Emma was sitting on the bed, her back against the headboard, completely engrossed in her book. The room was quiet, except for the occasional sound of pages turning. Emma's focus was intense, her eyes following every word, lost in the world within the pages.

Jungkook was sitting on the sofa, his laptop open in front of him. He occasionally glanced up at his wife, a fond smile playing on his lips. He loved watching her read, knowing how much she enjoyed her nightly ritual of diving into a good book before sleeping. Her serene expression brought him a sense of peace.

Jungkook returned his attention to his work, fingers tapping away on the keyboard. Minutes passed, the room filled with the quiet sounds of their respective activities. Suddenly, Emma's small scream pierced through the silence, widening Jungkook's eyes. Panic surged through him as he leaped up from the sofa and rushed to the bed.

"Emma, what's wrong? Are you feeling pain anywhere?" 

he asked urgently, his voice tinged with fear. He dropped to his knees beside the bed, his eyes scanning her face for any sign of distress.

Emma was clutching her belly, but there were no traces of worry or fear on her face. Instead, a look of awe and amazement had taken over her features. Jungkook, still panicked, watched her closely.

Emma slowly looked up at him, and a radiant smile spread across her face. It was the first time Jungkook had seen her smile so genuinely, and it momentarily confused him. Why was she smiling like this?

Tears filled Emma's eyes as she mumbled in a small, yet clear voice,

 "Jungkook, the baby… the baby kicked… o… our baby kicked. I… felt it."

Jungkook froze, his mind racing to process her words. The baby kicked. Their baby. A wave of euphoria washed over him as the realization sank in. Emma, overwhelmed by the sensation of her baby moving, didn't notice that she had called their baby "ours." But Jungkook did. It was enough to make his heart soar with happiness.

"You felt it? Our baby kicked?" 

Jungkook whispered, his voice filled with awe and joy. He gently placed his hand on Emma's belly, hoping to feel another kick.

Emma nodded, her tears flowing freely now. 

"Yes, Jungkook. I felt it. Our baby is really growing."

Jungkook's face lit up with pure joy. He leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to Emma's belly

. "Hey, little one, we can't wait to meet you," he murmured softly.

Emma watched him, Jungkook's happiness was infectious . Jungkook stood up, 

"Thank you, Emma,"

 he whispered into her hair. "Thank you for this incredible gift."

, Jungkook's heart surged with a happiness that was almost palpable. He pulled Emma into a tight embrace, feeling the warmth of her body against his. This news, this wonderful news, had filled him with an unparalleled joy. Reluctantly, he pulled back after a few moments, his gaze locking onto Emma's. Her eyes, those windows to her soul, reflected the pure happiness she felt. They radiated a light that seemed to illuminate the entire room, and his heart swelled with love and contentment. This was all he ever wanted—to see her happy. But it had to be with him.

 Only him. 

He wanted to be the sole source of her happiness, willing to do anything to ensure it. As his eyes remained locked on hers, he slowly leaned in, their gazes locked in a fierce, silent battle. The air around them seemed to thicken as their breaths mingled, creating an electric tension. He moved closer, their lips finally meeting in a gentle yet intense kiss.