𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒𝟎: 𝐑𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧

[Y/n's POV]

Waking up for university the next morning, I found myself actually being excited. Not for the part where I need to catch up on everything, but seeing Yuna after so long.

"Baby, are you ready?" I can hear Taehyung calling me from downstairs.

"Coming!" Grabbing my backpack, I make my way downstairs where Taehyung is waiting for me with his keys in one hand and my lunch in the other.

True to his word, he planned on bringing me to university and back.

"Did you eat enough?" He asked as I approached him and turned for him to unzip my backpack to place my lunch inside.

"Yup, all set." I replied as I turned back around and flashed him a smile.

"Let's go, then."

Opening the door for me, we made our way to Taehyung's car.

Once we were on the road, I was getting a bit jittery at the thought of going back. There was also another matter I was focused on, my dad.

I will ask him tonight about it since It's been a while now since everything happened.

Things have cooled off according to him, he said there were no recent signs of Vincenzo and Oliver.

Speaking of Oliver, "Can you believe it was him? The café dude?" I asked quietly to him.

Taehyung scoffed, "I should have seen the signs, the similarities in their features when I first saw him, but I was hardly paying attention." He faced me for split second and gave me a wink, "I was too focused on the beauty at the table."

Flushing red, I turned away and heard his pretty chuckle.

All this mafia stuff that I learned had another person coming into mind. It's been a while since I've even thought about him.

"Hey, Tae? Did you hurt Suho?" I squealed when he swerved a bit on the road before straightening the wheel out.

My mouth was agape as I looked at him in shock.

Well I guess I got my answer.

"Is that a yes?"

He breathed out a heavy breath before suddenly reaching over and clasping my hand in his. "Why is that boy still on your mind?"

I could hear a bit of firmness in his tone. "He's not," I said quickly, "It's just that when I thought of Yuna, I thought of Suho. I think It's because before all of this we never figured out what happened to him. And...and after learning about the mafia I just thought that maybe you did something to him when the party happened." I rambled.

Sighing, he gripped my hand tighter before answering, "Something did happen to him that night, no he's not in danger or is he no longer hurt."

"No longer?" I repeated on my tongue.

"I didn't let him get away with what he did to you, darling. Volevo però farlo a pezzi, cazzo. Voglio ancora."

(I wanted to fucking rip him to shreds though. I still want to.)

"W-Where is he now then?"

"No longer living in this town, that's for sure."

"He moved?"

"Mmm." He hummed in response to my question while I was still left baffled.

"Did you hurt him badly?" Looking at him, his elongated eyes were hard as he stared at the road.