My Stepfather: I still want you

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A lot was lost five years ago.

My love, my friends, my family, and my freedom.

I have no say in what I can do, who I can befriend, or what I can wear. My husband and his son pick everything out for me.

My only happiness in this place is my son. Kim JiJoon. I know it's pretty odd but I want some of Jimins name and Namjoon's.

I live with Mr. Wang and his son Jackson Wang in Japan.

"Mommy!" I feel someone crawl onto the bed. My eyes open slightly and I see my son.

"Hey Joonie." I rub his hair.

JiJoon is very smart. He's a prodigy. He started talking when he was around 8 months. He can say basic sentences now. I guess Namjoon has a high IQ for it to pass down to him.

"I'm hungry." He pouted. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Baby did you not ask Marie?" He shook his head.

"She said people are over so we can't go down." I yawned.

"What names did she say?" He thought for a minute.

"Jeon." He said and I looked at him.

I got up and put the outfit on that Jackson sat out for me and I dressed Joonie. My clothes were actually normal today.

I usually have to wear black skirts or dresses.

I took Joons hand and we walked down the large sets of stairs.

Someone caught my eye.

My father...

He has never not once visited me since I've been here he just threw me on the plane.

"Winte-" I scoffed.

"Mr. Jeon." I went and I saw Jungkook pop out from the kitchen. My father looked at the kid who was holding my hand.

"Who's kid is that?" My father asked. I ignored him  and went to hug Jungkook.

"Hey how've you been." I take in his scent and smile.