There's no mercy when I f*ck you pretty one. Dominance is what I CRAVE the most."
Synopsis :
A tragic love story of a boy who fell in love with a wrong one who tainted his mind with his own cunning lust that was carried forward by the tough male...
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As they strolled through the fairgrounds together, they passed by different booths and rides, each one eliciting a gasp or laugh from Taeho. The little boy's excitement was contagious, and the tall brunette and Y/n found themselves enjoying the evening as much as he did. At one point, they stopped at a booth with prizes, the tall brunette tried his hand at a ring toss, earning a delighted squeal from Taeho when he won a small stuffed animal. As the night deepened, they made their way toward the exit, Taeho yawning and snuggling into the tall brunette's arms. Y/n walked beside them, slipping her hand into the tall brunette's, feeling a sense of completeness she hadn't felt in a long time. Once they reached their car, Y/n gently brushed a lock of hair away from Taeho's sleeping face.
"Thank you." she murmured to the tall brunette, her voice filled with gratitude.
He looked at her, his eyes warm. "For what?"
"For everything. For today. For... being here, with us." Her gaze softened. "Sometimes, I still can't believe we're all here together like this."
The tall brunette's expression grew serious, and he reached out, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he pulled her close. "I don't take any of this for granted either." he said quietly. "You, Taeho...you're my world. I'll always be here, as long as you want me."
They stood there for a few quiet moments, wrapped in each other's embrace as the fair lights faded behind them. The night air was cool, and there was a calmness in the silence that made everything feel just right. After walking for a couple of minutes the tall brunette reaches his bike. Taeho was sleeping in his mother's cozy embrace. He removed the bike from the parking area and ignited it. Soon Y/n hopped over it while carefully carrying Taeho in her arms. She placed her son on her lap and soon the motorbike left the entrance of the park where they enjoyed a fun time as a family away from all the stranger's danger for the very first time. It helped them to act like a normal happy family for once and in that moment both Y/n and the tall brunette were content with every moment Taeho laughed and jumped like a normal kid. As they stepped into their cozy home, a calm silence settled around them. The evening had been a beautiful escape, and the fair had left Taeho tired, his eyelids drooping with each sleepy blink. Y/n smiled softly as she helped him out of his shoes and led him to his bed-a small, custom-made one in the corner of the room she shared with the tall brunette.
"Goodnight, sweetheart," she murmured, tucking a blanket around him and pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.
Taeho yawned and clung to her hand for a moment, mumbling a sleepy, "Love you, Mommy... Daddy..." before drifting off.
The tall brunette watched the tender moment from the doorway, his eyes soft with affection. But once Taeho's breathing evened out, he closed the door gently, his gaze now fixed on Y/n. His eyes held a different kind of warmth, a glint of intensity she had grown all too familiar with. He approached her slowly, his hand brushing along her arm, sending a familiar shiver through her.
