Soldier's heart | Jinkook

Chapter 18

I hope you know my husband, Jackson. 

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"I think you'll scream and beg, but it won't be from torture but pleasure. And please, I like to be addressed as daddy or Taehyung." He whispered to my ear softly and pulled away with a smirk on his face.

"Oh honey, you have a lot of wishes," I said mockingly and watched his smirking face. I felt my heartbeat as crazy, but I just stayed calm.

"So, Kim Fatherhyung or whatever. I think I will go to my chamber too. I am sleepy after a long journey." I said and gave him a bitchy look. Then I turned around and left through the big doors of the great hall. As I expected, there was a group of servants and maids that were listening behind the door.

"Take me to my chamber," I commanded one maid and made my way to the staircase.

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My chamber was as charming and fancy as the rest of the castle. There was even a makeup table with a big mirror, exactly the same I have at home.

"Weird," I said to myself and sat down.

"Jin, you are still alive, and you look perfect even though you lacking sleep for 2 days." My reflection winked at me, and I nodded in agreement. Then I stood up, went to a kingsized bed, and jumped into fluffy pillows and warm blankets.

16 hours later...

I woke up because of the need to pee, drink, and mainly EAT. I'm not too fond of human needs, and I would rather evade them, but the food is part of my life. So even though it was at 2 am, I decided to make the journey to the kitchen. I didn't meet a single security guard or maid. It was weird, but I didn't care and was thankful I don't have to deal with servant and explain that I am hungry in the middle of the night.

Surprisingly, I got to the kitchen without getting lost. It was easy because the kitchen was on the same floor as my bedroom—another weird thing, but who cares. There was no one, so I was free to cook for myself. The kitchen was amazing and exactly according to my liking.

When I was in the middle of the cooking, I heard steps. There was no way for me to run away, and I didn't want to humble myself by hiding. So I stopped cooking and stared at the door. I expected everything but this. It was the great king of Anyang, Kim Taehyung, in pajamas, with disheveled hair and sleepy eyes.

"Anni-ah! Make some ramen!" Taehyung yelled with closed eyes and sat down on a stool nearby. Then he laid his head on the counter and began to snore. I had to hold my laughter and took a deep breath to calm down.

"Spicy or soft?" I asked in a gentle voice with a smirk.

"Of course, soft! I can't eat spicy food!" Taehyung whined. I had to take another deep breath to get over this.

"Ok." I breathed out to calm myself. Then I continued to cook ramen that was supposed to be mine and made sure to add as many scorpion peppers as I found. When I was done, I served my ramen to Taehuyng. He didn't bother to look at me or thank me, he just took the bowl and left the kitchen. When I was sure he is gone, I burst into a laugh. Then I cursed myself that I didn't take a photo or record a video. When I got over that unexpected incident with great playboy daddy Kim Taehyung, I went back to cooking MY ramen because I am still starving.

When I was done, I decided to eat my ramen in the kitchen and make a short call. I dialed the number and were listening to the beeping.

"He probably sleeps." I sighed, and when I was about to hang up, I heard his voice.