Daehyun's POV
(Jeon's Mansion)
"How is life Daehyun?" My dad asked, not even sparing me a glance. He is just looking at the newspaper he is reading and sipping his coffee.
"It's fine Dad." I stopped slicing the bread for a moment to give him a reply.
"What did I tell you about addressing me everytime ?" He asked in an angry tone and when I turned to look at him, he gave me a glare.
"I apologize ... S-Sir." I said looking down on my breakfast and few drops of tears gather around the corner of my eyes but I somehow managed to stop them from falling . Because dad don't like me to shead tears or became weak , because a Mafia leader doesn't cry he says .
It is times like this when I don't even wants to be at home. It's better to live alone rather than live with someone who would only make you feel as if you are not important to them anymore.
But as I am getting older , I am more understanding our situation , between me and dad . We were not like this before, our mansion used to have so much life in it. I would laugh with my Mom, and Dad would play with me. Those were the times when we use to be a happy family , a family every Clan in Mafia tree use to be envious off..... when my Mom was still alive.
Now I only have my father. But I know that I lost him too in the accident with my mother . His soul has gone with my mother and what remains is his outer shell , an empty shell . He is not my father from before who used to treat me so well. He turned cold and more business-like, he would only have dinner with me once every week. I don't even know now if he wants to have dinner with me or he just doesn't want someone to call him a bad father that's why he is doing it. Maybe I'll accept the last one because of how he behaves with me now.
He became like this after Mom died. I still remembered him weeping with me the day of her funeral. With his black coat and white umbrella he is holding, he promised me that he'll be strong for me and that I should be too. But that is not the only reason why I understand him even though he neglects me completely.
He has been trying to find my Mom's murderer. yes, she didn't die out of sickness or complications.
She was brutally murdered by someone. And I still don't know that person is from our Mafia tree or not .
The murderer not only cut on her beautiful cheeks first , he or she slit on her wrist too but her murderer did not stop there , the murderer stabbed her stomach multiple times leading to her death immediately.
The police claimed that she was pregnant before she was murdered ... making my suppose to be sibling dead too.
So who am I to judge my father for focusing on doing everything he could just to finally find his lover's....his wife's murderer and seek revenge? I wouldn't stop him.
Her murderer deserved to rot in hell....actually more then that . When I will get her murderer I will torcher him or her to the point where I am satisfied just to see him or her suffer and will beg me to kill him or her.....just like I suffered all these years .
And that is the reason why I tried to hide from other people. I tried to mask my real self and not let anyone know the real me. The sad me, the child of a very beautiful but dead person, the person who lost his mother and that same person who's still living in his dark past .The once humble and kind boy who turned into a beast who lured in darkness , a feared Mafia , a ruthless and merciless killer. But even if I am ruthless or feared by everyone in the world , I still cry at night sometimes calling out for my Mom who I know would never come back.
Although i know it would take some more time, I would wait until that day when I would finally find my Mom's murderer.