This is the sequel or season 2 of Yakuza's Love
The same dialogue goes on.
A hero would do anything to save the world, to protect the world's happiness and humanity.
Whereas
A villain would go to the extent of hell to keep 'his' world safe from d...
"Was this the only time you made this mistake?" I laid on his naked chest, staying close to him in my bare form, after passionate sex, searching for any hint of reluctance in his aura. "Or was it just me who only caught you once?" I inquire further, wanting to know if there is anything more that will end up hurting me more.
"Yes for the first question and no this is the first and last time you ever caught me." His voice never seemed to be in doubt or weave at once, it only sounded rough from a 4-round sex.
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He is sure of it and wants me to do the same. Can I trust him? Can I trust a man who shares children with me? "Do you know baby how many times we had sex?" I nod in agreement, but I'm also perplexed by his abrupt inquiry. "6?"
"Good math." He puffed out the smoke from his cigarette and creased my nude shoulder. I burrow myself more into his neck, not wanting to breathe in the cigar smoke again, but I wouldn't say no to a kiss if he asked. I can be strong and formidable to the outside world, but all I can ever be to him is an obedient, submissive wife.
I adore doing that because it gives me the affection I've been longing for as he resolves my daddy issues. I was raised by my father and brother, who wanted me to study, attend Harvard, graduate, and marry a wealthy man. However, I made a different decision for myself; I decided to play the rich guy and show myself that a girl is equal and should not be underestimated.
But at the end of the day, I'm still just a weary woman who wants nothing more from her partner than to feel comfortable and protected whenever she feels like it. I'm a worn-out woman who has fought for financial security, equality, and opportunities, but ultimately, all I wanted was to be held in the arms of a guy who could support me. Someone I could repair my inner kid and feel at peace with? I yearn for a relationship where I can let my guard down and be vulnerable without fear of judgment. I want a partner who can provide emotional support and understanding, allowing me to feel safe and cherished in their presence.
Taehyung's eyes captured my heart when we first met and have continued to do so. I've always had a thing for strong men; even though his methods of tempting me were a little brutal, I appreciated that, at last, someone was here who would fight for me to have me by his side forever. And Taehyung was that man—my ideal man—for me. His strong presence and unwavering determination made me feel safe and protected like I had finally found someone who could truly understand and appreciate me the way I am. Taehyung's passion and intensity ignited a fire within me, making me realize that love doesn't always have to be gentle to be real.
He would burn the entire world to keep me warm. His selfishness stems only from the fact that he needs to provide for his family back home and that he knows he can't leave with a defeated expression knowing that someone is waiting for him to return.
When Taehyung and I had our first sexual experience, I became pregnant with the twins, as I realize now when I reflect on our times together and consider the question he posed. I believe it was unplanned, at least on my part. Given that he must have girls lining up to be with him, Taehyung may not be the most consoling person to be around. He may also not be the ideal man to marry. However, he is the best son, the best, and the most powerful Yakuza, and I know he will be the best father. And his actions of always protecting me also convey and prove that he is also the best husband.
