Intro. The house was completely silent when the black car stopped in front of the gate. The driver did not go down. It was not necessary. The young woman who descended did it alone, with the suitcase in one hand and the cell phone in the other. It came from England, with a marked accent and a distant air. Nineteen years, a haughty look and something in his expression that made it clear that he did not plan to be trampled easily.
But when he opened the door ... it was not his mother who received it.
"Lich late," said a deep voice from the couch.
sitting in gloom, with a glass of whiskey in his hand, he was. Jungkook The new "Novio" of his mother. Thirty -eight tattoos in the body, or at least they said. The right arm discovered, lip piercing shining under warm light. Dark eyes that did not separate themselves.
—Your mother is working. I am the one who commands here in the meantime. Get used to.
Not a smile. Not a drop of kindness. Only that cold calm that made the air become dense. It was clear