SHATTERED INNOCENCE

chapter 3

The grand Jeon mansion stood in silence as Jungkook quietly slipped through the front door, the clock striking 1 am.

The house was dark, its vast corridors bathed in shadows, mirroring the darkness that clouded Jungkook’s mind.

He had spent the evening finalizing the details of his plan, a plan that would set his long-awaited revenge into motion.

As he made his way down the hall, his father, Mr. Jeon, appeared from the study, his brows furrowed in surprise. "Where were you, son? It’s late."Jungkook’s expression remained unreadable as he replied, "Just handling some business, Dad. Nothing to worry about." His tone was casual, giving nothing away. Mr. Jeon, unaware of the true nature of his son’s activities, simply nodded, trusting the words without question.

Jungkook continued upstairs to his bedroom, the only space in the house that truly reflected his inner self.

The room was dominated by shades of black and grey, every detail carefully curated to exude power and control. The dark curtains blocked out any light, and the sleek leather furniture added to the oppressive atmosphere.

Closing the door behind him, Jungkook leaned against it, a cruel smirk curling his lips. "Kim, you’ll pay for your deeds, but it’s your little lovely son who’ll suffer," he muttered, his voice filled with malice.

The thought of Taehyung’s impending suffering brought a twisted sense of satisfaction to his mind, feeding the flames of his revenge.

Moving towards his walk-in closet, Jungkook selected a fresh set of clothes before heading into his bathroom.

The cold lighting and dark tiles matched his mood as he methodically washed away the day’s grime, his thoughts still focused on the revenge he was about to exact. The water did little to cleanse the darkness that had settled deep within him.

After a quick shower, he stood before the mirror, staring at his reflection.

The man who looked back at him was far removed from the innocent boy he once was. That boy had died long ago, replaced by someone driven solely by the need for vengeance.

Finally, Jungkook climbed into his bed, the dark sheets as cold as his heart.

He closed his eyes, but sleep did not bring peace. Instead, his mind raced with images of Taehyung, of the moment he would finally have him in his grasp.

As he drifted off, one final thought echoed through his mind: “Soon, Kim Taehyung, you’ll be mine.”

On other side

At 1 am., Mr. Kim sat in his study, his heart warmed by the sight of Taehyung, who had fallen asleep in his lap while recounting his day at college. Taehyung, pouting cutely even in sleep, looked like a serene child caught in a peaceful dream. Mr. Kim's eyes softened with love as he gently adjusted Taehyung to ensure he was comfortable.

Quietly, Mr. Kim lifted Taehyung from his lap, careful not to wake him. He carried his son to his room, opening the door softly and stepping inside. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a nightlight.

Mr. Kim gently laid Taehyung on his bed, the boy instinctively hugging his plushie as he settled.

Mr. Kim carefully pulled the blanket over him, tucking it in to make sure Taehyung was warm and secure. He leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to Taehyung’s forehead.“Good night, my baby bear,” he whispered softly. “Appa loves you so much bear.”With one last affectionate look at his sleeping son.

Mr. Kim quietly left the room. The door closed with a soft click, and the house fell back into its tranquil, nightly silence.

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