“Morning.” I watched as my husband walks in our dining and kiss our son’s forehead.

“Hey Dad! Are you taking me to school?” Taehyun our eldest asked while munching on his bread.

My husband walks towards me wrapped me in a warm embrace before playfully kissing me on the neck.

“Good Morning Mrs. Kwon.”

This,

is my husband.

The very charming and energetic  Kwon Jiyong. He is an idol, a music producer and composer at YG Entertainment. He also owns almost all the clubs and bars in the city. Ooops my mistake, WE own almost all the clubs and bars in the city not to mention we also own some hotels and shopping mall chain in Korea. Yes, a lot of people have been telling me I did marry well. I think it’s just that our tandem works well, we started off risking all our savings in one restaurant then one club, then one small building for apartments and the rest is history.

“That boy right there won’t eat his vegetables Mr. Kwon. Like father, like son.” I said smiling and giving him a peck on the cheek.

“Is that true?” My husband said looking from me to his son.

“MOM! I told you I’m not a boy anymore!!!” my son exclaimed pouting.

This

is my 4 year old son Kwon Taehyun who is a splitting image of his father. I think the only thing he got from me is his sweetness but even that I sometimes think he gets it