Nichkhun had everything he ever wanted. He was the only son of a very rich and prestigious man. His parents love him and they were always there for him, that is until the terrible accident that took away his parents life. No it wasnt an accident, Someone kill his parents and took everything away from him. He was just 11 years old, he was still a kid and yet he had to witness how his own parents were killed in front of his eyes. He saw how his own mother cry in pain, he saw his father's body lying in the cold floor, drenched in blood. He could not do anything because he promise his mom, that he will not get out from his hiding place until it was safe. His tears kept on falling, there was a time he wanted to jump from his hiding place and kick the man that was beating his mother but the promise he made her, make him stay in his place. BAM, a huge sound of a pistol was heard, that bullet hit directly in his mother's head taking away her life. Nichkhun could not even hold his mother's nor father's body because those bad men took away their body, he watch as those man pick up his mom like if she was a bag of trash. Not even minding of treating her body with respect, Nichkhun's eyes were fill with fury, and anger. He took a glance of the head man in this whole organisation. He could not see his face clearly but he saw a neckclace. It was not any necklace it was a symbol of a family, the Song family to be exact.

hope you guys like this story. this story was inspired by a drama I saw a long time ago. I dont remember the name but is a latin drama. Hope you guys like it ^^...please comment and subscribe. I will glady appreciate if someone could give me a poster for this story,  I try to get one in my last story but I'm not sure how it works :(...PLEASE someone be so kind and give me a poster! ^^