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A/N: Before starting this chapter, I would like to say that this story would have few 18+ stuffs, so if you're still underage or isn't familiar to such things, then please refrain from reading this book. I'm very sorry for what happened with Mahieka and I don't want such thing to happen again (Yes I miss her as she was my bestie but sadly there's nothing I can do). Also, my intention is absolutely not promoting 18+ things but I included that thing because it is a part of the storyline and there's a reason I'm doing it. Still, if anyone is uncomfortable with matters like that, then they might avoid reading. And I would continue the story (those who dmed me asking and pleading not to delete), but I'll try to be more careful with 18+ stuffs, even trivial things like strip club from now on. Thank you! Hope my readers would support me and won't leave my side.

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"I work in a strip club

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"I work in a strip club."

I stayed mum until he recommenced.

"You're hating me now, aren't you? It's okay this was meant to happen, I'm not blaming y-"

"Give me a valid reason to hate you, and sure I'll correspond with your assumptions," I heckled.

Taehyung turned around making our eyes meet, bewilderment conspicuous in every feather of his lashes.

"You...don't hate me?" He gazed with stupefaction.

"Just because you work in a strip club?"

"Y-yeah? Everyone does."

"I'm not everyone."

"But-"

"No buts! You must be hungry, now come down," I snapped and almost turned around when he murmured with severe regret in his voice.

"Don't you want to know why am I a part of that club?"

"It can wait. You need to take some food first," I enjoined and fled through the flight of steps, with Taehyung moving behind me.

"Sit down, Your food is kept in the refrigerator. I'll bring it," I moved after dictating and placed the dishes before him within the next pair of minutes.

"After you're done, please put those plates in the sink. I'm feeling really drowsy, I'll head to bed now. Good night!"

With that being said, I moved back to our bedroom and lied down spooning Jimin who was still then rigidly asleep.

-Next Morning-

None's POV

"Hey you three! Wake the fuck up. Taehyung aren't you having your classes today? Your professor left an email last night. Taehyung are you listening?" A raucous melody reiterated in the air.

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