chapter 10

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Storm's pov.

"Aah fuck" I moaned out as I stretched my hands and cracked my neck.

Standing up, I fixed my back and packed all the stuff on table, my paint brushes and paints.

Lastly, I looked at the picture I painted on.

Taehyung.

I created a stilled vision of him, when we met on court to sign marriage papers.

(A/N: The art doesn't belong to me. Credit goes to the original owner)

Don't ask me why I did it cause I just felt like it. Who wouldn't wanna capture a beauty like him in a canvas.

I caressed page were I painted him. The amount of colour didn't do justice to his unreal features.

Sighing I skillfully skipped the pages back and saw my old drawing.

I bite my lips as I caressed the drawing of a person.

Each line, each shade everything was really detailed that looked too real. I smiled remembering how I worked my ass off to draw the person to this neatly.

It sure took time but it was worth it.

The person was staring back at me with bright silvery eyes which resembles my own.

My dada.

My real father.

He looked so young and powerful. Ofcourse he was. Mom sure had great taste.

I giggled at the thought and skipped pages back more while laying down on floor.

My phone rang indicating the timer I set.

Right. Fucking reality.

Closing the precious book of mine I kept it on drawer and walked out to get to my motorbike.

Well it's the party day. Officially letting the world known how the young heir of Kim got married .......... to a Yoon. Not exactly an yoon. I would rather go to a church like one of those goodie girl then bieng an Yoon.

I was an son and I lived up to it.

So the party, according to Taehyung I need to be there in exact time which he implied before walking out.

He wasn't an man with patience. He gets what he wants or he make sure he gets as he has his own way. He dominate others. It was so evident for me and THAT turns me on. His dominance, his Aurora turns me on.

With that Greek like body I'm sure men and women throw themselves to him. Oh last night I remember those light Mark's on him which I wanted to replace.

I don't mind bending for him but that's not me. I don't beg. Naaaah honey. It ain't my thing. In fact I make sure the person opposite to me begs for it, weather it's for pleasure or life.

No doubt imma gonna be a handful for him.

So just because he said not to be late I profusely pass time doing assignments and painting just so I could be late.
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Walking in the hotel room I saw an tensed Jisoo, an father whose tensed too and an unbotherd Bora.

"I was so worried. Where were you? You are late. Come here." jisoo grabbed my hand which I quickly snatched away from her.

She looked at me while I gave her an unbotherd look. The lady needs to know how to behave.

"Why in the world were you late and-"

"Look. I'm late. Blah blah blah. Yeah I know. Now let's not dig into it and get this fucking party over. Well we have wasted one minute successfully now" seriously I don't even feel like talking and it was getting me worked up.

"Dear are you ok? Please talk-" jisoo took my hand which I snatched from her grip harshly.

"You see I would much appreciate it if you stop touching me and don't tell me to talk cause I don't think you would fucking like it" I can see she was hurt. She was trying to play mother here. Well she can play mother with her son not me.

Walking more into the room I heard footsteps and door opening and closing but there was still a presence.

There was an white elegant ball gown. It was beautiful and looked like it was shining with bright stone being splattered across. My jaw clenched seeing this.

"I'm really sorry if I made you uncomfortable but I just want everything perfect for you it's your wedding day and I-"

"You don't have to make sure everything is perfect for ME jisoo."

There were bright light jeweleries and a white heels were kept in front of the mirror.

Why the fuck is everything bright and shiny and ............ Light.

"I'm really sorry child but-"

"Jisoo you ain't my mother." Turning around I saw her eyes were hurt. She looked really hurt. Did I care? Not really.

Tilting my head I saw she fidgeting with her hands.

"What if I want to be? You are my Taehyung's wife and I'll make sure you don't feel any less than anything. Maybe you can come to Kim mansion and both of you can live-"

"You ain't my fucking mother and don't try to be one" I said coldly implying each word. "If you wanna play happy family then play. I stopped playing it since I'm tired of that shit" her eyes became glassy.

"Dear. I know how you feel. I know how your father Mr. Lenzo can be and let me-"

I laughed hard hearing that. "Damn, how desperate are you jisoo" I folded my hands as she tensed and opened her mouth to speak "I'm totally sure you know mr. Lenzo here and I'm fucking sure you know the behind scene of all this" I said sarcastically and sat on one of the single sofa and kept my one leg on other and leaned to arm rest as she watched me with a lot of emotion.

I pouted at her "Ahhh jisoo here wanna have a one big happy family, I see" A tear escaped from her eyes as I said that.

I knew she wasn't having an good relation with Taehyung. I mean if they were, knowing jisoo I'm sure she wouldn't let Taehyung out of her sight let alone leave him to live alone. So that leaves to the final conclusion. She was desperate to wanting an her own family.

"Don't be a delulu bitch and get this in your fucking brain, In THIS life I don't think you getting it and you know what I'm talking about" another tear escaped from her eyes.

Tsk. Such a weak pathetic human. Showing off the emotions to the world. How fucking pathetic can ahe be. I scoffed at her. Clinging to people for their desperate needs, no matter what.

Knock knock knock.

The makeup artist walked in as jisoo quickly walked out.

Bowing she started get her things up infront vanity and gave me a rob to wear.

"I will be doing all your makeup and stuff Mrs. Kim. It's already late so it would be great if you ...."

She talked and talked I don't even know what since I blocked her voice out.

After giving a small reality check up to Jisoo I wasn't having great feeling so I pushed my self and changed to the robe as this girl started to do stuff on my face which I totally hated.

Just keep your calm stormy.

"Oh my gosh you'll look so beautiful in that dress. Have you seen the venue? Oh jesus you would be shooketh. It look like heaven"

I stiffen as she said that.

"Heaven?"

"yessss it look like one of those royalty thingy and yes it was so amazing. If my girlfriend isn't gonna do that lovey dovey shit then i'm canceling her." she said in high pitch voice as I frown hard.

"Why?" I raised my eyebrows.

She pouted at me. This bitch is another dramatic one. Maybe be another jisoo.

"Cause I love clichè and lovey doevy shit"

This women. I took a deep breath "about the heaven"

Her eyes lightup. Oh. Definitely another jisoo.

"Everything is heavenly. The theme of the party is white like always. Everything will be angelic"

"Why?"

"Oh you don't know? Everyone will be wearing an shade of white as It convey a sence of purity cleanliness and peacefulness."

I raised my eyebrows at her with a poker face as she smiled.

Glancing behind me she observed the dress dreamily as I stared at her grasping the words she said. The words sounds so bitter for me.

"It's an ritual for Kim's." She smiled making me annoyed more. Why can't she just say the full shit.

"You better speak the whole thing before I punch you and knock you out" she looked at me while I looked back at him. Letting her know there was no lie at all.

"As I said it's a ritual. White denotes goodness, light, purity and virginity. It highly speaks happiness, harvest, love and belovence" she smiled at me while did her work at my face. "A life time commitment to one person"

I laughed as I thought about all the things I just heard.

Cleanliness, purity, peacefulness, goodness, light, love, belovence. What the actual shit.

All those words were so foreign for me.

Seriously?

Purity, peacefulness, goodness ....... really?

In what world are they?

I'm anything but pure.

I was one of the most impure soul whose hands are tainted.

Love? Haven't felt it in decades. In this world love wasn't an option. It's all about lust and obsession. Lust and obsession for authority.

Also in which angle do they think I'm a peaceful person?

I hissed as I felt an tug on my hair.

"Sorry. You have short hair so it needs extended also you have such a thick beautiful hair, why don't you grow it"

I narrowed my eyes at her.

My jaw clenched as she said that.

"You better shut your hole up and do your work unless you wanna deep throat a fucking gun"

She laughed nervously with eyes wide "stop making jokes"

"Do I look like I am? Say something again I will poke your eyes out" I used my law voice as she gulped and avoided my eyes and did her work with shaky hand.

Good thing she shut it up.

Now let's see.

I looked at the so called angelic dress through the mirror. I had bitter taste on my mouth as I remembered something.

As the nosy hoe said it denotes a goddess. A goddess of light.

I felt so wrong even watching it.

It felt like the dress was mocking me. A hard slap in my face.

Why would they do that?

Each person that gonna attend here isn't innocent.

This wasn't me. Not at all.

I don't bring light.

I bring darkness all over people. To their family.

The only thing I can agree here is I'm the goddess. The goddess of dark.

That's what I'm gonna show them. The real storm.

I smirked at the thought.

"Are you fucking done?"

"N-no mam I need to set the hair and spray and fix the flower" she looked at white lily flower. Innocence and purity.

I hated it. I hate it so much.

It was all suffocating me.

I controlled my breathing as my brain come up with One of the precious memory.

Flash back.

"Dada how does I look" A little girl smiled as she twirled infront of a man who was tensed while looking at laptop.

"Moon look Da- oh wow" The man looked at the little and cooed.

There was flowers tucked in the little girl's long smooth hair with a white veil covering her beautiful face.

"My moon looks like a real princess waiting for her prince" the man silvery eyes melted as he picked the little girl to his arms.

The girl peeked out of the see through veil and locked her own silver eyes at him.

She kissed her father's cheek and giggled.

"I don't need prince. Silly dada" she whispered to the other as it was secret and shook her head at last last two words.

The man fake gasped knowing very well what was coming "why?"

"Because I have dada as my knight to protect me" The little giggled as her sliver eyes shined in happiness so is the man's.

"Ohh do you?"

"YESSSSS and I'm his strong moon so I don't need prince" she exclaimed and cupped her father's face with her small once excitedly wiggling a bit in his arms in excitement.

The man tickled the little girl as she let out a shriek.

"That's right you got your dada as knight to protect you AND you my dear is my strong moon"

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I smiled unknowingly.

Ofcourse he was my knight in shining armour.

He was my protector.

But I couldn't protect him.

I bite my lips at the thought as I felt a tight knot on my throat.

"Get out" I voiced out.

"Aah mam but-"

"I'll dress myself up and do the other job. Tell jisoo I don't want anyone coming here not even her. I'll walk out once I'm done. Are we fucking clear?" I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Y-yes. I'll go then" she Bowed and got out.

Good. I thought I may have to threaten her.

Sighing I looked my phone and thought for a moment.

I giggled and picked it up and dialed the familiar number.

"Don't you have fucking party to attend? Well I'm upset you didn't invite us" An sweet manly voice came out from other side.

"Need help" I smirked at thought.

Oh this is going to so fun.

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Oh boy, whose excited for the party?
Cause I'm sure are.

I have been really busy with all the things happening but Imma squeezing all the time on this book whenever I get a bit of time.

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