~Y/N POV~

Walking into this massive house that once belonged to my brother mothers family was massive, a mansion at that. A house that gets passed down from generations and i came to find out that because my birth mother is dead I'm the rightful owner to the Yoo house.

I could and did have the option to get rid of it but despite the woman that gave birth to me being an evil woman I decided to keep it, a source of where I came from in a way.

It took weeks to get the place cleaned up and remove the dead bodies since everyone that worked in this place were killed by my soulmates.

It's a beautiful place anyway and I'd like to make this place like a holiday home since it is a fair distance away from the castle I currently live here. A nice place to take the kids and it's not too far from the beach either.

Jimin, Jungkook and Namjoon came with me to this place. Just walking along the halls first, exploring the place I didn't get to see the last time I was here.

The cells downstairs where I was held and where that woman was killed will be destroyed and changed into something else, I'm thinking maybe have an indoor pool built down their or something. It's big enough so I don't see why not.

There's 10 bedrooms in this place, all with their own bathrooms. Another bathroom downstairs and a servant quarters in the attic. That too will be changed into something else but I don't know what yet. There's also an office area, a massive dining room. The kitchen is also a very big size and there two lounges. One for a living room I would have for family time and another for maybe some adult quality time without children. There's a library too but it's not as big as the one at the castle. Since we found that room Namjoon decided to explore on the books there.

So Jimins and Jungkook have been following me around this place, really just playing around.

In the long hallway on the way back to the stairs there were family portraits hanging up on the wall. I obviously assume I'm related to all these people. Who there are I don't know but I might find out one day. I don't want to take them down just yet but when we start to collect more family pictures that's when I'll start to replace the paintings with more up to date pictures than paintings. I bet my brother mother would be turning in her grave if she could hear my thoughts right now.

"Come on y/n you said you wanted that chest with your fathers things that's in the basement right?" Jungkook

I nodded dragging my sights away from a painting of an elderly couple with a small boy sitting in front of them in very old fashioned clothes. When I managed to finally look away and set my eyes on Jungkook and Jimin walking just past me to the stairs I was very surprised to see what they were doing.

Jimin ran and jumped onto Jungkooks back and he continued walking like it was nothing.

"Yeah its in the basement guys."

Chuckling at them and their child like behaviour.

"To the basement we go!" Jimin

He cheered pointing the way to the stairs with one hand and slapping Jungkooks arm with the other. Jungkook rolled his eyes but walked a head anyway.

"I'm not a horse Jimin." Jungkook

"Behave or I won't feed you." Jimin

He tapped Jungkooks head which made him stop but didn't drop Jimin like I expected him to instead he turned around to look at me over his shoulder with a smirk.

"You don't feed me but y/n does." Jungkook

He winks at me and I froze surprised at what he said.

"Yah!! Let's not talk about stuff like that right now! You'll make me horny, let's go!" Jimin

He rapidly tapped Jungkooks arm, swinging his legs to usher Jungkook to go and he did turning around to not say another word.

"Sometimes with them you wouldn't believe they are dads at home." Namjoon

He said appearing out of nowhere, with an arm around my waist guiding me to walk towards the stairs after Jungkook and Jimin.

"That's true."

I laughed a little and the four of us walked all the way down the main staircase and down the ground floor corridor until we stopped at a single brown door just before the kitchen entrance.

Jimin opened the door when Jungkook finally dropped him down and we all walked carefully down the wooden steps into the dark room. Namjoon flicked on the light that had one light bulb to fill up the massive space.

Instead of turning left to where the cells were I took the lead to show the boys where the closet was that I was held in, the very one Taehyung found me in.

It wasn't as far away as I remember but maybe that's because I was in labour at the time.

We approached the door that was actually still open, it was like it hasn't been touched. It didn't need to be because there was nothing here to be cleaned up.

My sights straight away landed on the brown chest underneath the shelves and I kneeled down to my knees on the stone cold floor and stared at the chest for a moment.

Just beyond that chest lies my biological fathers belongings. It's right there I'm front of me but for some reason I couldn't touch it yet.

Jimin kneeled down to sit next to me, looking between me and the chest I stared at.

"Is this it?" Jimin

He pointed at it and I nodded not looking anywhere but the box.

"Do you want me to take it out?" Jimin

I nodded again, nervously rubbing the palms of my hands against my thighs.

"I think you should open it for her Jimin." Namjoon

"There's a lock on it too." Jungkook

They both spoke standing close behind me peering down at the box Jimin was now carefully dragging out from underneath the shelves.

The top of it was covered in dust, discoloured with grey from his usual brown colour its shows arising the sides. Jimin blows on the top, picking at the lock in his hands, forming a fist around the buckle lock and squeezing his grip around it until it cracks under his hold and breaks apart falling to the floor.

"Do you want to open it y/n or shall I do it?" Jimin

I shook my head shuffling closer to the unlocked chest.

"No it's okay I can open thank you." Jimin

He nods and removes his hands from the chest as my own hands approached the lid of the chest. I don't know what to except in this box but I just wanted to see what was inside it.

Just to get this over with I quickly pushed up the lid and it reveals folded up clothes such as a black button shirt, a white T-shirt with a pink flamingo on the front and a pair of blue washout jeans.

There was also a glasses case which gives me the image he wore glasses. Underneath the clothes were pictures in frames, one of my birth mother and father together standing on a hill with a beautiful view behind them holding one another lovingly. She may have been evil but she had a beautiful smile when she was happy.

The man next to her could only be my father judging by their body language. He wasn't that tall compared to her maybe just a few centimetres taller. He had a thick head of hair which reminds me of my own and min-jun. I guess that's where I got that from. We shared the same face shape and ears and even the same lip shape too, with everything else was I resembled my birth mother.

It was nice and relieving to finally see what my father looked like. I knew the man that beat me when I was a child wasn't my birth father, I was told that all the time. Instead I was told he didn't want me and he hated me but now to learn it was a lie just meant everything to me.

Underneath that picture was another photo in a frame, this time it was me and him, he was a little older around the eyes maybe from exhaustion of running but his smile was still the same. There was a little girl in a white dress and pigtails on her head, pressed against her fathers side in his arms, trying to hide her face in her fathers chest as if she was camera shy.

That little girl was me.

"Aw y/n that must be you!" Jungkook

He cooed over my head looking down at it in my hands.

"You look so cute, you must of been about one in that picture or something." Jimin

A tear fell from my eye and I quickly wiped it away and carefully put the frame down.

"Well I was two when she found me so that's kind of close."

Digging more down into the chest I found books, some reading books but some look more like diaries. He must of written some either before or after I was born, maybe both. I picked one up and flicked through the pages. They were handwritten in normal pen.

One thing for sure I'll definitely be reading these when we get home.

"Let's take this home y/n and you can have a proper look at it in better lighting." Namjoon

I nodded as that sounds reasonable. Jimin helped me place all of the things back into the chest and closed it tight.

It's emotional going through all this stuff for a man I never remembered but one more thing I now want to do is find out about his family. Do I have any other family on his side?

If so I want to meet them.