Daddy's Prince (CHANBAEK)

Chapter 18: Crashing Down (The End)

Chanyeols Pov

It was finally all over, all of the drama that took place over those few weeks. I was back at my mansion even if Taeyeon was dead. I had gotten my revenge and I was more than satisfied because of that. Baekhyun was no longer a slave but now my boyfriend!

I sighed softly, getting out of my Mercedes and running a hand through the locks of my dark black hair. Everything was back to normal and Baekhyun wasn't.... being treated as before, I figured everything was fine now.

I stuffed my car keys in my pocket, taking out my house keys instead. To my surprise when I got to the front door, the door was already wide open as if somebody slyly slipped out without alerting anyone.

"That's odd.." I murmured to myself and continued to go into the place.
"Hello Marin." I greeted her with a smile and she raised an eyebrow as if she wasn't used to me even greeting her, well, she wouldn't be wrong. I've changed now though.

I continued to make my way up the grand staircase to Baekhyuns bedroom, "I'm
Home, Baekkie." I called out, pushing the slightly cracked door open and screaming in horror at the sight before me.

Baekhyun was sprawled out on the floor with multiple stab wounds to hit chest, blood everywhere. I held my hand over my mouth, trying not to tear up and reached for the note beside his body cut up like a piece of meat. He was still breathing, just barely. The cuts were deep and fresh.

"Oh, isn't it just a shame that karma exists? You didn't think I had no idea what you would do? Taeyeon hired me just before she passed away. I took care of the job she hadn't been able to do."

My hand trembled as I read over the note, looking back at Baekhyun who was gasping for air.

"We'll get you help. It'll be okay, baby." I assure him, picking him up bridal style as tears trickled from my eyes. I left the bedroom, continuing to carry him down the stairs and past the servants and everyone else screaming hysterically.

I brought him down to the basement just barely but still managed. I turned on the light, looking over at the crematorium that had been built to dispose of slaves a long while ago. I stumbled over with the male in my arms, taking the tray like thing out and turning it on.

"It's okay.." I whispered down to Baekhyun who was still bleeding out and his eyes widened at this. I smiled at him, setting him to lie down on the tray on his back as I watched the flames.

I climbed on soon after, putting my legs at each side and holding Baekhyun close to me as we both descended into the fire.