After going out, Jungkook discovered that Taehyung's face was deathly pale, his forehead overflowing with sweat. Jungkook fished out a paper towel and helped to wipe him, saying, "How could you be this afraid?"

Taehyung's eyes were full of fear.

Jungkook looked at his expression and his heart felt a little distressed. He said, "Let's go. We're going home."

Taehyung hastily sat down in the passenger seat. On the way home, Jungkook chatted with Taehyung, intentionally or otherwise. Taehyung's mind was occupied with what Jungkook had done to him before and so he was somewhat distracted. Jungkook noticed his absent-mindedness but didn't point it out throughout their journey home.

When Taehyung entered the house he had a strong feeling that something was wrong. When he looked closer, he discovered that all the servants who normally moved around the house were gone, including the housekeeper grandpa who greeted him warmly every time he came home.

Faced with Taehyung's misgivings, Jungkook answered very coldly, saying, "Gave them a holiday."

Taehyung took a quick look at Jungkook, the emotion in his eyes made Jungkook's mouth rise uncontrollably. He asked with a laugh, "So afraid?"

Taehyung took a deep breath, seemingly trying to suppress the panic in his heart, but his eyes exposed his current alarm. He said, "Dad......"

Jungkook hung up the coat that he'd taken off onto the hanger and said coldly, "Don't call me Dad."

Taehyung's eyes were swimming in tears.

Jungkook walked over to Taehyung and looked down at the baby whom he'd raised for more than ten years. Even during the coldest years of their relationship, he never gave up watching over Taehyung—or 'surveillance' as it could be termed.

Jungkook's desire for control made him unwilling to have any variables in his life. Consequently, when he discovered that Taehyung, this variable, was not his son, Jungkook had violently lost control. He took his anger out on Taehyung, and his attitude towards this child turned cold all at once. This might not have been fair to Taehyung, but there is no such thing as complete fairness in the world.

To some extent, Jungkook wanted to thank Bogum. If it weren't for Bogum, he would have never discovered that Taehyung was yet another variable in his life—a rare variable that surprised him.

In terms of age, Taehyung was no longer a teenager, and the shadow of a mature man was already showing in his body. However, in front of Jungkook, he looked as fragile as before, so much so that Jungkook felt that he could easily take control of Taehyung's life.

His baby was taken care of too well and as a result, he could be plucked just as easily.

Taehyung slowly retreated, until his back hit the sofa and he found himself left with no room to retreat. Jungkook looked at him with fascination. He stretched his fingers and slowly stroked the contours of Taehyung's face, drifting over his frightened eyes, pursed lips, and tensed neck.

Jungkook said, "Kim Taehyung, I want you." His voice was deep and full of magnetism. Saying such touching words; if ordinary girls were to hear him, perhaps their hearts would race. But this sentence only seemed to make the person in front of him panic. His eyes turned red again and began to involuntarily quiver.

Jungkook said, "Taehyung, don't be afraid of me."

"Jungkook—" Suddenly, Taehyung's tears began to fall. He didn't understand why this matter had become so strange and didn't know how he should react.

Jungkook lowered his head and kissed Tazehyung's lips. The child's lips were a little cold, but they were also soft and felt wonderful to kiss.

Taedhyung began to struggle again. Jungkook's movements were unyielding and didn't allow for refusal. He said, "Taehyung, be good."

Taehyung whimpered, like a little despairing animal. At this moment, Jungkook actually rejoiced—thank goodness that this baby wasn't his son and didn't have any blood relationship with him. With no blood relation, there would be less burdensome feelings. There was nothing to fear about doing other things.

It goes without saying that Jungkook could have topped Taehyung on the sofa, but he took pity as it was Taehyung's first time so he picked him up and went to the bedroom. Everything had already been prepared on the bed stand. Taehyung cried aloud, feeling wronged.

Jungkook sighed quietly. This child had always liked to cry since he was very young. Once he started crying, he couldn't do anything about it. But that wouldn't work this time, for Jungkook had already made up his mind to make every last inch of Taehyung his.

Ultimately, Taehyung failed to escape. He lay in bed, his soul had already flown away from his body and his tears flowed out continuously; he no longer begged for mercy.

Jungkook was gentle the entire way through but also didn't allow for refusal. He kissed Taehyung and then slowly took possession of him. Finally, Taehyung fell into a deep sleep in Jungkook's arms.

When Jungkook came back from his shower, he saw Taehyung lying in bed in a daze.

He asked, "Woken up?"

Taehyung trembled all over; it seems as though the scare he received from Jungkook's 'woken up' wasn't light.

Jungkook said, "Sleep a bit more, I've asked for leave from the school for you."

Taehyung didn't look at Jungkook's face and buried his head under the blanket.

Jungkook looked at his appearance of 'escaping' and unexpectedly found it adorable. He walked over and pulled Taehyung out of the blanket, only letting him go after he kissed his lips until they turned a bright red.

There were ambiguous marks all over Taehyung's body right now and he was feeling extremely sensitive. Just a single kiss made him tremble fiercely.

Jungkook recalled Taehyung's crying appearance as he begged him for mercy yesterday and his eyes darkened. He laughingly asked, "Tae still wants it?"

Taehyung refused hoarsely, "D-don't want."

Jungkook chuckled. Taehyung no longer looked at Jungkook.

Jungkook said, "Rest, I'll make you something for breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

Taehyung casually asked for porridge. Jungkook nodded after hearing his reply and left.

Taehyung continued to lie in bed, feeling drowsy.