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π§§ : "A new beginning with someone unexpected"
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π§§ : βYou thought you were safe. That was the problem.β
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π§§ : "I couldn't leave her, I needed her even though we were hurting each other."
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π§§ : "There was something in me that enjoyed the fact that she needed me
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π§§ : "She and I shared the same office, the same silence... and a tension that neither of us dared to name"
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Jungkook is the monster of the Swiss mafia.
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Jungkook, your possessive husband.
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π§§ | Her (slow development)
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ΰΉΰ£ π§§ | βIt was all a... Hallucination?β (daughter role)
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π§§ : "Two lines in a test were enough to change absolutely everything."
Getting her pregnant wasn't part of my plan. I had everything calculated: timing, goals, money. But life doesn't always follow the order, and now she was here, almost two months along, growing inside her, more sensitive, more fragileβ¦more mine.
I brought her to live in my apartment. It's not big, but it's enough. It's a place where everything has its place, where nothing moves without my permission. After a long day of studying and working, I came home exhausted. I opened the door, and the first thing that greeted me was her strawberry scent. It always calms me⦠and unsettles me at the same time. She was lying on my bed, waiting for me without saying a word. Her presence softened the place, but also made it vulnerable. "Come on. Let's go to the table so you can eat," I said in a deep, firm voice. I didn't repeat the command. It wasn't necessary. She got up slowly and followed me.
We sat facing each other. The tomato soup steamed between us. I watched her as she brought the spoon to her lips, small and careful. Always so delicate. Always aware of my gaze. Then I saw the bag on the counter. It wasn't mine.
I saw her get up slightly, take something from it, and return with toast. She placed it next to her plate, avoiding looking at me too much. "Did you buy that?" I asked without changing my tone. "With the money I gave you?" She shook her head slowly. She lowered her gaze. "My mom bought it for me, and other things too," she whispered. I got up unhurriedly. I checked the bag. There were more things.
I felt the tension rise in my chest. I didn't scream. I'm not one to scream. I slammed my palm on the counter, firm and sharp. The sound echoed through the kitchen. She jumped slightly in her seat. Her scent changed; fear always alters the air. "I don't want you eating anything that comes from her," I said slowly, emphasizing each word . "If you want something, you tell me. Or you buy it with the money I give you. But you don't accept anything from anyone else. Do you hear me?" In my house, under my roof, I take care. I provide. I decide. And she⦠learns.
π§§ : "A new beginning with someone unexpected"
20k
π§§ : βYou thought you were safe. That was the problem.β
17k
π§§ : "I couldn't leave her, I needed her even though we were hurting each other."
33k
π§§ : "There was something in me that enjoyed the fact that she needed me
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π§§ : "She and I shared the same office, the same silence... and a tension that neither of us dared to name"
307
Jungkook is the monster of the Swiss mafia.
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Jungkook, your possessive husband.
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π§§ | Her (slow development)
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ΰΉΰ£ π§§ | βIt was all a... Hallucination?β (daughter role)
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