𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | • 𝐊𝐓𝐇

23: Too perfect | 18+

Taehyung's POV:

I grin, noticing his features twisted in brief in process of trying to read what was going in my mind. He knows me better enough to understand I'm not someone who will twist and turn my mind over mere words.

I took a sip of whiskey, letting that typically rich, smoothly sweet yet spicy taste savour against my mouth. Just like my Aster. Addictive.

"We Kim's have very hypothesis delusional beliefs, don't you think?" his gaze shifted to me, he raise his eyebrow.

"what does that mean?"

"Just because we have power, we can capture everything against our fist." I muttered, while fisting my gloved palm infront of him. "Like this. Yet, can't hold onto something we always desired."

"Stop talking in puzzle taehyung." I chuckled.

"Look at us. I'm ruler, you are ruling my world. We both have whole underworld under our fist. But the one we desire are too far from our reach." I mutter darkly and lean on seat. "Because we fear, yeah. We are afraid that we won't ended up like excuse of our."

"I don't know what are you talking about." he muttered under his breath and looked at his drink.

"you will now," I grin and continue. "Last time I went to Los Angeles for models signing for my upcoming launch. I met one model there, surprisingly she brought her two years old son there."

His eyes darken as he snapped his head towards me as soon as he heard it. "what was her name? Yeah. Isabella Lopez." I lean on couch lazily with smirk on my face.

He stiff on it's place and glare at me in rage. "Her son is as handsome as my hyung I thought. Sharp eyes, dimples on both sides of cheeks." I grin mockingly watching how his face turned pale.

"I would where was your golden cage, cutting wings, claiming theories were when you hid my nephew and his mother from us?" I tilt my head but laugh crawled up in my throat when he March towards me and fisted my collars choking my breath.

"Not them tae! Don't even bring them in this dirty game. I will kill you fucker!" my eyes darkened as I stare up at him blankly.

"Did I touch wrong nerve brother?" I tilt my head while chew my inner skin on mouth. Their was panic and boiling rage in his eyes as his fist on my collar tighten.

"You aren't capable of giving me lessons, when you yourself failed in theory of love and infatuation. The more we fall deeper the more we loose. That's why you are in Korea and they are in LA." my voice turn dark as anger shimmer beneath surface as I spoke.

"Safe, protected and free."

"Fuck you bastard!" he growls and move back running his hands through his hair. "I just don't want you to ended up like me kim Taehyung. I am fucked. I pushed her away from me for her, she left me for all of this and I let her. Let her go right infront of my eyes, now every moment I burn in rage that why I let her go so far that I can't even reach where she is now."

I stare at him as he stares in place with blankness in his eyes and distressed, pained feature. It was one of few times I saw him like this.

As long as he let her go after getting my position, falling deeper in blood lust and power to not understand the grave of woman he was letting go.

He never let us know about her if it wasn't for me routing in history and got to know he never contacted her after she left. she got to know she is pregnant after getting crash meeting between them.

He ghosted her, I understood why he didn't after having child. It is too risky to even leave clues for our enemies. The longing in his eyes was too real that it stucked me.