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Veiled - Chapter 21

Heeseung stood against the window, a cigarette loosely held between his fingers, it's smoldering tip casting a faint orange glow against the dim light of dawn. The sky was a murky shade of gray, the sun still hidden beneath the horizon, casting an eerie pallor over the world outside.

His gaze was fixed on the distance, but his mind was far from the tranquil scene before him.

Last night played on a loop in his head like a twisted symphony of desire and manipulation. He could still feel the warmth of Sunoo's skin beneath his hands, the way his body had yielded under the influence of alcohol that Sunoo had himself consumed.

And what he did with his kitten was a calculated move, one Heeseung had been planning ever since the moment he laid eyes on Sunoo. He needed to bind him in a way that was irreversible, to create a connection that could not be severed.

Impregnating him was the perfect solution.

A shiver ran down Heeseung's spine as he exhaled a cloud of smoke, the bitter taste of tobacco mixing with the bitter reality of his actions.

Sunoo didn't know.

Not yet, at least.

Heeseung's eyes narrowed slightly as he considered the possible reactions.

Sunoo was intelligent, fiercely so, and his reactions would be anything but predictable. Would he be devastated? Enraged? Or perhaps, in some twisted way, would he understand Heeseung's desperation and accept his fate?

In anyways Heeseung couldn't afford to lose him.

Creating a family with Sunoo was more than a plan; it was an obsession. He wanted to see Sunoo swell with his child, to watch the life they created grow. It was a bond that would tie them together, forever, something Sunoo couldn't run from.

The morning light began to creep slowly, barely illuminating the room with it's faint sickly glow. Heeseung stubbed out his cigarette on the window sill, watching the ash crumble and scatter.

He turned away from the window, his thoughts dark and consuming, Sunoo might be, oblivious to the life that would soon grow inside him.

Heeseung’s lips curled into a faint, almost invisible smile.

He walked over to the bed, moving with the predatory grace of someone who knew exactly what they wanted and how to get it. He stood over Sunoo watching the rise and fall of his chest, feeling a complex mix of guilt and affection.

Sunoo was his, now more than ever and he would do anything to keep it that way. Heeseung reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from Sunoo’s forehead his touch gentle almost reverent. The smaller stirred slightly with a soft sigh escaping his lips.

Sunoo opened his eyes slightly, his lashes fluttering multiple times against his cheeks, he felt a warm, gentle hand against his cheek, the thumb brushing softly along his jawline.

Blinking to clear the remnants of sleep, Sunoo's gaze focused on the face in front of him—Heeseung was smiling slightly. It was the best sight he could ever wish for in the morning.

He sat up in bed feeling the slight pull of the sheets against his skin, he glanced down at himself and noticed he was wearing a new pair of clothes. His throat tightened and he gulped as fragmented memories of the previous night flooded his mind.

Sunoo whipped his head up instantly, eyes becoming wide with realization of what he did and how he acted like a complete desperate, slut asking for his man's cock, I mean it's his man but still— clutching the sheets tightly, he hesitated a bit.