This Damn Love

Part-48: Coaxing

A/N: Long ass chapter. Please pardon my mistakes.💜

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Lady Hyuna walks into the grand mansion, her mind racing faster than her heels. She couldn't believe what happened that night of the party when Tae almost caught Ken. What could have happened if Tae got a hold of that bastard Ken. Her carefully crafted plan was about to be derailed by his very own pet. She has to do something about it.. something to keep Tae away from the truth forever.

Love, she knew, could make people do crazy things. And Tae's love for that boy Kim Seokjin could be a powerful weapon. But she couldn't risk revealing her true self. The fear and respect he had for her would vanish, making it harder to control Taehyung.

Her plan of keeping the separate and harder for them to meet anytime they want became successful as Jin took the offer to join the company. When Jin was working for the cafe, Tae would always stumble upon him one way or another but having him locked up in four walls of the company will provide enough distance between them.

Hence now she needs a clever and detailed plan of breaking them apart. Something that would get the job done without her getting her hands dirty. She smirks, a mischievous glint in her eye. It is time to put her scheming skills to the test. She can't afford to lose Tae, more-so her own dominance over him and Namwon.

As she crosses Namjoon's bedroom, a distant sound caught her attention. She is sure it's coming from his son's room and hurries there.

Fortunately the door is unlocked for her to slip inside.

"Joon, what's happening here?"

Namjoon looks up from where he was sitting on the floor, surrounded by empty glass bottles. He looks pathetically drunk with a dirty wet shirt around his shoulder. A different shirt caught up in the burning fire in front of him. But his words remained unwavering. Hushed and full of mockery. "You must be laughing at me too huh, mom? After all, your favourite son is always the winner in life you want him to be."

Lady Hyuna walks closer. "What are you talking about? You and Tae fought again?"

Namjoon snickers, a drunk gurgle accompanied it. "Why would I fight with that lowlife when my own mom ensures his win every freaking time."

He sniffs the dirty wet shirt with a satisfying hum. The distance scent of Jin's natural scent still lingers as he watches Tae's shirt burn.

Hyuna frowns at the audacious tone of his son and his weird behaviour. Confusion painted over her face for being accused yet again. She crouched down at his level, caressing his sweaty locks fallen over his forehead. "Namjoon, stop sniffing that dirty shirt. It's unhygienic. And why the hell you're burning a shirt? look at me. What happened? Tell me.. tell your Eomma."

But Namjoon swats her hands away as she reaches for the shirt hung over his shoulder, eyes locked directly with Hyuna. "Don't you dare touch it. It's not dirty." It has Jin's touch. Namjoon sniffs the shirt again, the scene of Jin clutching his shirt under the shower playing constantly before his eyes.

"Why did you force me to come back here, mom?" Namjoon let out a dry chuckle and rose in his wobbly feet.

"Whyyyy? I was doing great in the US. I don't have to see that lowlife's face everyday. He reminds me of my own failure as your son. Of my failed childhood. He reminds me of the day you bought him into our home. He fucking disgusts me."

Hyuna follows his son, ensuring he doesn't trip or fall face down. "Since when did I ever differentiate between you two?"

"That's the fucking problem. You should have. I am your own fucking son, mom. Not that lowlife. You should have favoured me. But you chose to play the ideal mom and made my life miserable. Made my childhood miserable."