𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: 𝐇𝐄𝐘𝐘𝐘𝐘𝐘𝐘-𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐎𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐆𝐆?? 𝒐𝒌 𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂…..𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕(?) 𝑺𝒐 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬.. 𝑨𝑵𝑻𝒀𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺𝑺𝑺𝑺 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒆𝒑𝒔. 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆...𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒊 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒈𝒍 𝑻𝑶𝑻 𝑺𝒐 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑻𝑻𝒀𝑳𝑳𝑳 ^3^~♡︎

-𝑭𝑼𝑱𝑶𝑨.

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"𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟" he thought as he drove, at lightning speed down the narrow street. The rhythmic beat of his heart grew louder at the thought of his wife being harmed. His baby being harmed. He didn't need to call anyone about where she was because he knew exactly where to go. 

He finally pulled up in front of the Thorne Estate. As vast and large as it was, it greatly intimidated him. He dreaded the moment of ever stepping foot in the mansion again. He didn't want to face the man he'd  been running from for many years now. 

He began to dread the decisions of his youth, when he was hard up for cash and would do anything for it. He never should have borrowed money from the Thorne family, he never should have ran away, he never should have gotten his family involved. 

But he did.

He let out a deep, heavy sigh and turned off his car. Walking out of his car and quickly to the large wooden doors of the home. He was reluctant to ring the doorbell but did anyway. Not long after, a small woman opened the door. She had a young face, no later than 20 years old. She looked at him with wide eyes as if she had recognized him instantly. 

She ran off to get someone, leaving the man at the door. Only seconds after did he notice that a large man appeared, standing before him was the one and only,  Mariano Thorne. Ceo and founder of Thorne Entertainment. Known for his underground business and deals. No one could deny that he was a very well built man who looked like he could blow anyone away with a flick of his wrist. He wore a tight fit black shirt that embodied his muscles and dark grey formal pants. He stood at the door looking at the man before him through his icy blue eyes with a menacing grin. 

"So you've decided to appear, Sotaru?" He crossed his arms and studied the man's terrified expression. "I...I came f-for my wife…Mari..."

Mari frowned. He gazed at the man longer, practically boring holes into Sotaru's face. "Not to give me my money?" He paused for a while before speaking again in a highly sarcastic tone "Oh poor Sotaru, you take my money, build a company, profit from it, get married..but you can't pay me back?!" He walked up to Sotaru, who was now standing inside the house. He reached forward and brushed his long dark bangs back. Giving him a mockingly saddened look, "I'm truly hurt, and after all I've done for you too." He wipes a fake tear from his eye, causing Sotaru to tense. He trembled where he stood, not daring to even utter a peep at Mari's remarks.

The sudden sound of a womans screams echoed through the halls of the mansion. A woman carrying a sleeping child entered from a door not visible to the unknowing eye. Her glasses were propped on top of her head and the click-clack of her heels seemed to echo through the halls. She walked over to Mari and spoke promptly, no emotion in her voice as she passed the child to him. "The woman gave birth to this child, due to intense blood loss it is inevitable that she will pass soon. I took the child and left her in the underground room. Your men are taking care of her." He looked somewhat shocked at the news that the woman was carrying a baby but simply nodded at her and reached for the child, holding him gently. 

Sotaru looked at them petrified. He knew for a fact that was his child. He thought to himself for a while and then spoke with pure horror in his voice. "Wh..where is my wife?! What are you gonna do?!" He tried to sound calm but it came out as a slight scream. He began to visibly swallow, as if he had a lump stuck in his throat.

Mari glared at him and then averted his gaze to the child.

"What do you mean? Don't you know who I am?" He looked up, arching his eyebrow slowly.

The baby in his arms started to cry. He slowly rocked him, shooting Sotaru a look. The man stood frozen in place. He looked at his child and slowly moved forward, extending his hand.

Mari quickly grabbed the mans wrist and twisted it. A bone crushing sound filled Sotaru's ears. He suddenly collided with the hard, cold floor. Mari's foot was on his head. He felt the man slowly putting more pressure into his assault as he tried to get up. Failing miserably.

Mari stooped down. His foot still crushing the mans head. He looked at him with a bone chilling expression and spoke. "This child is no longer yours and your wife if long dead! You took what was mine and didn't repay me so I will do the same thing." The blood dripping out of the mans mouth caused him to choke on his words. Only inaudible sounds were able to escape.

Mari grinned before getting up, still cradling the now quiet baby and walking away. Before he left the room he whispered something into the ear of the woman with the glasses. Her eyes instantly settled on Sotaru's leaking face as she walked over.

Stopping in his tracks once more, Mari looked back at Sotaru. Staring him dead in the eyes. "Don't forget to tell your wife that her baby is okay, okay?" He let out a deep and loud laugh before finally making his exit. Suddenly the room went dark.