[ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐔 ]
" Don't build any hope from this marriage. I dont love you, and I never will. " your newlywed husband stated coldly.
" But I love you, and I thought you did too. Why did you marry me if you did not love me ? "...
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I love it, when people try to win over me. The keyword here being ' try '. Kim Taehyung thinks he can fucking take my fucking wife and my son away from me.
And I will sit back.
Hah, it's alright. I want her to try, to build castlebof hopes and dreams. I would live to break all of them, along with the newfound courage in her.
My cards were out, along with the pawns. There is not chance of him now. Everyone is laid, every plan and setting just according to me.
Even if it isn't public or official, I own the country and the continent, I own 4 of the all oceans. Its all under me, I am the god here. I am the ruler. I am the supreme power.
I control everything. And here this man named Kim Taehyung thinks he will be able to over power me, outsmart me—–take my wife away from me.
How adorable of his fagg⁰t ass ! Guess he assumes every man is like him, weak and helpless. What can be expected from a Prince born with a platinum spoon, no stress with the start.
I bet he doesn't even know how the real world works. The world of 'real men' works. He never earned something for him, got everything at the first command.
He has seen nothing like what I had. His house is not built over graves—–but mine is. The power is the thing, I feed on, relish on.
I swirled the glass of whiskey in my hands, as the culprits were dropped to their knees in front of me. The guards of our mansion, who had been dumb enough to let her escape.
" Please forgive me sir! " the man yelled with agony as he was getting beaten up. He did not want to die, the fear in his eyes was something that satisfied my sadistic self.
I like the way his face scrutinized with pain, his expressions of misery—–fuel my ego so well. I might feel my obsession coming back.
And then I unleash it, the true self that I hide beneath the various facades—–the bare me. I took my gun, sliding it from his head to his forehead to finally his cheeks.
His whole body was shaking, while he was begging me hardly, his breathe was frozen, pleading me with every piece of his existence. His expressions pleased me so well.
" Haha, look at you so funny. You love to sleep, huh ? Let me put you to eternal sleep. " I laugh menacingly as tge man continued to shiver and plead.
