Vengeance Unleashed

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THE UNKNOWN STALKER PART 53....
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Y/n's Pov-

an Hour Later:

I found myself in a moment of astonishment, realizing the reason behind Nari's familiarity with everyone and the special treatment she received from the staff. The gentleman before me unveiled a truth that left me speechless. "So, Nari's father is Kim Mingyu, though not by blood, but he holds a significant place in my heart. I have three sons: Park Jimin, my biological son, the youngest and the light of my life; Kim Seokjin, my first child, not born of my blood but my utmost priority; and Kim Mingyu, the second eldest, incredibly precious to me."

Stunned, I regarded him, as though mountains had moved and clouds collided. He met my gaze and chuckled heartily. "Miss Y/n Mingyu, you might be wondering, given his youth, how he's a father. Ah, love, it blinded him during his college days. Soon after graduating, he couldn't bear to be apart from her and married within a year. Two years later, Nari came into their lives. So, it's been eight years since their marriage."

Glancing at Nari, nestled in her grandfather's embrace, peacefully dozing and emitting a faint snore, a smile adorned my lips. Her innocence and beauty at that moment were simply enchanting. "May I inquire about Nari's mother, if you don't mind? Nari is such a beauty; I wonder about her mother's elegance." I couldn't help but express my curiosity.

He gazed at Nari and then at me before smiling gently. "She is none other than Roseanne Chae-young Park, a renowned fashion model and the face of Yves Saint Laurent, Tiffany & Co. She was a well-known model, but after Nari's birth, she stepped away from the industry. After much persuasion from both Mingyu and me, she resumed her career when Nari turned three. Now, she ranks as the third most prominent South Korean model."

Observing Nari in her peaceful slumber, he continued, "She was determined to ensure Nari never felt alone or lacked a motherly figure to look up to. After persistent efforts, Rosè agreed, understanding Nari's need for a role model. That's when Jimin approached you to care for Nari. She's had numerous nannies and babysitters before, but none truly suited her. It's been quite a journey, yet she took to you just as warmly."

My mind raced in disbelief, "Unbelievable! Nari is the daughter of Roseanne Park. I've been an avid admirer of her work. Who would have thought I'd be entrusted with the care of the daughter of such a prominent Korean model?" I sighed with contentment and a heart brimming with newfound affection.

In that very moment, just as I was preparing to speak, a voice from behind caught my attention. "Appa, (dad)" the word escaped someone's lips, and as I turned to identify the speaker, I was met with a sight that could only be described as mesmerizing. A man, tall and statuesque, akin to a modern-day Apollo, approached us. His height, standing at a striking 1.79 meters, dark brown locks, and a complexion kissed by the sun, left me utterly captivated. His physique boasted proportions so well-balanced they resembled that of a model. His eyes, a pool of enchantment, were an ocean one could lose themselves in at a moment's notice. His face appeared to have been meticulously sculpted by the divine creator, fashioned with exceptional care.

This Adonis of a man was clad in an exquisite, expensive blazer suit, a testament to his undeniable allure. I was so spellbound by his presence that I hadn't realized I'd been staring at him, entranced, for longer than I should have. It took Mr. Park Kangmin calling my name to snap me out of my reverie.

"Miss Y/n!" He called once more, and I shook my head, refocusing my gaze on him. "Yes, Mr. Park," I replied, wearing a dazed smile. He chuckled, acknowledging my momentary lapse. "Hahaha, I understand, my eldest son is rather charming, but a lovely lady like you being so captivated by him has left me awestruck, undoubtedly."

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