~JEON JEONGGUK the FIRST son of mr.jeon who is the biggest business man of south korea. Pure angel in disguise of human~
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~KIM TAEHYUNG the son of mr.kim belongs from middle class family wants no thing for himself but happiness for his family...
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"Destiny Of Lover's..."
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[Author's Pov:-]
As the months went by, Jungkook's devotion to Taehyung only grew stronger. He catered to Taehyung's every need, ensuring his comfort and happiness above all else. The mafia world, with its darkness and danger, seemed to fade into the background as Jungkook's love for Taehyung became his sole focus.
Taehyung, oblivious to Jungkook's secret life, blossomed under his care. His belly grew, and so did his love for the man by his side. Jungkook's gentle touch, soothing voice, and reassuring presence made Taehyung feel safe and cherished.
One evening, as they sat together on the couch, Taehyung turned to Jungkook with a radiant smile. "You've been my rock through this entire pregnancy, Gukkie. I don't know what I would do without you."
Jungkook's eyes softened, his gaze filled with adoration. "You'll never have to find out, Tae. I'll always be here for you, no matter what."
In that moment, Jungkook knew he would do anything to protect Taehyung and their unborn child. His mafia world might be shrouded in darkness, but with Taehyung by his side, he felt a sense of purpose and light he never thought possible.
As the night fell, Jungkook would often find himself wide awake, his mind consumed by Taehyung's cravings. He'd slip out of bed, careful not to disturb his sleeping husband, and make his way to the kitchen.
The soft glow of the refrigerator light would guide him as he prepared the most peculiar yet adorable cravings - pickles with ice cream, spicy ramen at 2 AM, or even chocolate-covered strawberries.
Taehyung, lost in slumber, would occasionally murmur Jeongguk's name, his voice barely audible. Jungkook's heart would skip a beat, and he'd rush back to their bedside, embracing Taehyung tightly, as if claiming him all over again. His possessiveness would surge, but he couldn't help it - the thought of anyone else being on Taehyung's mind, even in his sleep, was unbearable.
"Mine," Jungkook would whisper, his lips brushing against Taehyung's ear. "You're mine, Tae."
Taehyung, still half-asleep, would smile, his eyes fluttering open to meet Jungkook's gaze. "Always, Gukkie" he'd reply, his voice laced with sleep and affection.
In those moments, Jungkook knew he'd do anything to keep Taehyung safe, happy, and his. The darkness of his mafia world would never touch his husband, his love, his everything.
As the delivery day approached, Jungkook's excitement grew, but so did his anxiety. The nursery was ready, filled with tiny clothes, toys, and a crib fit for their little prince. But amidst the joy, Jungkook's mind raced with the secret he kept hidden from Taehyung.
