A Hardened Return
Three years later
I was back, back at the Woo mansion. I was different now, not just as before, but with a new edge, a steelier resolve. Taeyang (태양) sat beside me, his gaze laced with sadness. "Babe, can't you just let it go?" he pleaded, his eyes searching mine.
"You know what she did to me... to you... to my family," I stated, my voice flat, devoid of emotion.
"But babe, she's your..." he began, but I cut him off.
"Even if she is, what she did cannot be forgiven," I declared, a chilling smirk playing on my lips. "I'll give her a sweet revenge."
Flashback: The Abduction
Three years ago...
After we explored the island, the very next day, I washed up. We'd been intimate four times that morning. I dressed and stepped out, eager to explore the island's shopping area. But something unexpected happened: we were attacked. I was kidnapped.
The Kidnapper's Lair
I was tied to a chair. "Even if your father takes you to an invisible place, I will find you," the voice echoed maliciously from the far end of the room. Click, click, click. The sound of heels against the floor grew louder as the speaker approached. My heart pounded. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't.
"I might be your mother, but I will do terrible things to you," she smirked, her face appearing from the shadows. I saw a silver glint in the dim light. Was I going to die again? No, no, not like this. I had to get my revenge on my mother, who stood right before me.
I was deep in thought when she chuckled. "Hahaha! I could kill you, but no. I want money, and I will use you to get it. Do you understand?" she asked, her voice bordering on madness.
"You... you're insane," was all I could manage. She laughed maniacally.
"Yes! For money, I can do anything!" she shrieked.
End of Flashback: The Unyielding Kim
My thoughts were abruptly disturbed by Taeyang's (태양) pleading voice. "I know, Kim, but you don't have to become what she is," he said softly.
"Oh, baby, you have no idea how I plan to shatter her life," I smirked, a dangerous glint in my eyes.
"Kim... are you truly the Kim I knew three years ago? Give me my Kim back. I want my boyfriend back," he pleaded, his voice thick with emotion.
Tears filled my eyes seeing how heartbroken he was. I leaned heavily on him, burying my face into his shoulder. "I'm still your old baby," I murmured, my voice thick with emotion. "I just don't want her to hurt us... not ever again." He wrapped his arms tightly around me, his body trembling slightly. "Baby, I miss the old you," he murmured into my hair. I felt his warm breath against my scalp as I gripped his shirt, holding on tight.
"I'm sorry, love, but the old me ceased to exist three years ago," I said, my voice heavy with a truth I now accepted. He nodded, sniffling. "I understand," he finally conceded, his voice quiet.
I offered a small smile. "Are you angry with me?" I asked. He remained silent, but held me tighter. I shifted, leaning further into him, my hand coming up to cup his jaw, my thumb stroking gently. "My love, even if I have changed, I am still your Kim," I affirmed.
"I said I understand," he repeated. I looked at him, mischief dancing in my eyes.
"I won't argue," I whispered, my lips brushing his ear. He moaned softly. I met his gaze. "I am yours," I declared, pressing soft kisses to his neck, tracing a path that made him shiver. He moaned, his breath catching.
"Shameless! Kim, we are in the living room!" he protested, his voice husky with arousal.
"I don't care, baby. They can leave if they can't stand it," I smirked, teasingly claiming his lips. I deepened the kiss, and he returned it with equal fervor, a hungry moan escaping him.
"What the?! Please, you can't be this brazen to do this in the living room! You have your room!" Hyung's (형) irritated voice cut through the air from the doorway.
"Hey," I greeted, pulling back just enough. Taeyang (태양) was blushing fiercely, hiding his face in my neck.
"Please, Kim, don't make me jealous! Why are you so shameless?" Hyung (형) complained, then retreated to his room.
I chuckled softly, nuzzling Taeyang (태양). "Baby, let's stop here. We can't be more shameless than this. Let's go inside the room," he mumbled into my shoulder, still flustered.
"Hehehe... Are you shy?" I giggled, tracing circles on his back.
"Shameless!" he playfully retorted.
"Okay, fine, fine," I surrendered with a light laugh.
"You've truly changed," he said, pulling back slightly to look at me with a complex expression.
"For better or worse?" I asked. He sighed.
"Both... but I still adore you just the way you are," he confessed. I leaned in, kissing him again. It started gently, but our kiss became more demanding, more hungry, and I readily succumbed. Ahh, I loved it. I shifted against him, feeling his intimate desire, our bodies pressing together. He groaned, the sound rumbling deep in his chest.
"Mmm, baby... so impatient," I chuckled, my voice low and teasing. He moved subtly, adjusting our positions, and we were both completely lost in the sensation, the soft sounds of our desire filling the room.
"What!" Mom (Jiang) screamed, bursting into the living room.
"Hey, Mom," I said casually, though my breath was still catching. Taeyang (태양) burrowed his face deeper into my neck, trying to disappear.
"Kim... why are you so shameless?" she demanded, trying to look stern, but I could see a faint blush on her cheeks.
"Come on, Mom, we weren't doing anything that bad," I teased, feigning innocence.
"Please, go to your room... You have a room!" she insisted. "And you, Taeyang (태양)!" she added, scolding him.
"Aunt Jiang (지앙)," he mumbled in a tiny, embarrassed voice.
"Kim, please go to your room, okay?" she said, then turned and left, clearly flustered.
"Argh, now she'll think I'm so utterly shameless!" he complained, playfully hitting my chest. "You're such a perv!" he exclaimed, though his eyes sparkled.
"I'm only like this for you," I said with a soft chuckle.
"Argh!" he playfully screamed. I pulled him close for another kiss. He tried to keep his lips sealed, but I playfully nipped at his lower lip, and he gasped, opening his mouth. That was my chance. I immediately slipped my tongue into his mouth, kissing, sucking, and nibbling on his lips. My hand slipped into his pants, lightly stroking his intimacy through the fabric.
"Ahh... F*ck, Kim!" he moaned softly, arching into my touch.
"Kimmy, what are you doing here?" Old Woo (우) asked, sounding genuinely surprised as he walked by.
"Just catching some fun," I smirked, not breaking eye contact with Taeyang (태양).
"Oh, you probably should go to your room and catch that fun," he said, a knowing look on his face, then calmly walked out.