Chapter 33

Tae

I couldn't entirely focus on the road and kept sneaking looks over at Nari. I don't know what changed her mind, but when she touched me, she took me by surprise. Perhaps she enjoyed our mutual time with her family. Getting home would take a little time, and I wished I'd used Jason for the night.

"I've asked a few real estate agents to look at houses for us," I said as I stopped for a traffic light.

My end goal was to build my own house away from the city. A mini fortress in the countryside that couldn't be penetrated.

"The penthouse is fine," she said as she patted my thigh before she moved her hand to my inner thigh and tightened her grip.

A muscle twitched on my face as my dick continued to lengthen beneath my trousers. I mentally planned everything I would do to her as soon as we got home. It was a shorter drive than anticipated, and I practically dragged Nari into the lift. As soon as I hit our floor button, I was all over her. She wore a fitted black prim shirt dress and flared out at her hips. It reminded me of her pink dress when I first laid eyes on her. I pushed her against the wall of the elevator before I slid a hand beneath her dress and ran my hand up her leg.

"Did you enjoy teasing me in the car like that?" I said when my hand was on the curve of her ass.

Her eyes widened as she shook her head.

"I wasn't teasing you. I never touched your dick," she said as a frown creased her forehead.

I stared at her for a moment until she cracked a small smile. "Okay, maybe I was a little bit," she said, holding her hand up to try to show how small of an amount it was.

"When we get inside, you will go into the living room, take your panties off, lift that dress and bend over the couch closest to the window," I said as my fingers slipped past her underwear to feel her wet pussy. "I do love it when you're bad, Nari, because it makes me want to do nasty things to you."

"How nasty?" she asked as she slid her hands over my chest.

The lift pinged as the doors opened before I could answer her. I let go of her, and we stepped into the penthouse. I toed off my shoes and watched her take her black high heels off. She snuck her hands under her dress and pulled her underwear off.

When she threw them at my head and ran into the living room with her laughter echoing throughout our home, I felt complete contentment seep into every cell within me.

I looked at the scrap of black lace in my hand and inhaled her scent. There was a floral note in the background, but that musky sweetness of her wet pussy was overpowering. I didn't need a test to know she was pregnant because I could feel it in my soul. I inhaled the damp material again before stuffing it into my pocket.

Almost everything was perfect.

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The call came on Monday morning, as expected, so most of my schedule was clear for the day. It was always best to plan ahead. After considering all the variables, I concluded that protecting my family at all costs was the only way forward. I texted Jason to bring the car around. Once I was en route to the hospital, I messaged Nari to let her know Jason would pick her up after class.

When I reached the waiting area, I paused momentarily to observe my mother's appearance. A lump formed in the back of my throat as my brain processed what I saw combined with flashes of our past. My father always insisted she looked pristine before stepping out of the house.

Today, she wore a simple black sweater with matching trousers. Her hair was tied back in a severe fashion, but her head drooped down as she sat in the chair. She looked dazed as her trembling hands fidgeted with the white tissue between them.

I slowly walked towards her and crouched down in front of her.

"Umma," I said as I held her hands. Mum.

It felt like forever since I had uttered the word Mum. She lifted her head, and I saw the dark circles under her eyes. The despair in her eyes told me everything.

"Nae adeul," she whispered before she fell towards me. I held her as her soft cries reached my ears. My son.

"It's time, Umma," I said to her softly as she put her arms around me.

I didn't think she would answer me until I felt her nod against me. I closed my eyes in relief. No matter how often I'd begged her to leave him, she hadn't. Her constant refusal eventually left me hurt and angry. After years of asking her, I gave up. But I was never going to allow my father to perpetuate another cycle of abuse towards Nari, let alone our children.

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I glanced at my Mum and Nari. It gave me so much peace to see them together. My Aein didn't need any prompts to embrace my mother with an open heart. This was without me giving her the full extent of what we went through. The Doctor cleared his throat, and I looked away from them.

"So your father has a spinal injury. There is substantial damage, and he is paralysed from the waist down, but I'm afraid there was some brain damage," he said apologetically.

I kept a solemn look on my face, but I was glad he didn't die. He didn't deserve a quick death. He deserved to know what it felt like to be helpless and trapped.

"There were several fractures. The main one that concerns us is his skull. We will be keeping him under observation."

"What about his brain activity? Or is it like a stroke?"

"The scans we took indicated positive signs for brain function, but it's not possible to know the extent of the damage until he regains consciousness. Brain injuries fall into several categories. I'm sorry I can't give you more information right now," he said with a polite smile.

I nodded and thanked him, but as he turned to leave, I smiled to myself because I hoped that old bastard was still in there and not a complete vegetable. This worked out better than I'd planned.