Eliyana's pov
I have been standing like this for the eighth time today .
Dressed in a heavy , party gown that screams "expensive" from every angle you look at it .
All of them are so gorgeous that now I think I can't even look at something properly, for their shine has blinded my eyes a long time ago .But my husband, The famous Kim Taehyung , sitting on the elegant, soft couch in front of the dressing room , watching me getting out wearing those master pieces and daring to decline all of those only with a mere shake of his head with a bored look in his eyes again and again , has definitely some other plans .
Everytime I walk out wearing something , he would just take a glance of me for a mere second or two and decline it mercilessly . And then , like nothing happened, he will go back to scrolling through his phone .At this point , I feel bad for the shop owner more than myself. She , at the very first , as instructed by Him , have brought out the best design and the most expensive one from her shop for me to try it out .
She declared that dress to be the best design of this century and that she hasn't made something as elegant and as marvelous like it in whole career .
I believed her right away when I saw the gown . It was more than just elegant or gorgeous or terrific . It was the most beautiful dress I have ever witnessed in my whole life .
Also the designer we are talking about here , is the best one in the whole Seoul , so I think it's harmless to say that I didn't expect anything less than that .But the same famous designer , never in her entire career would have never expected to face the Kim Taehyung once in her whole career as well .
Determination to please the man was crystal clear in her eyes when we entered the shop to choose my reception dress for tonight.
Honey mixed appreciations and flattering words were dripping out of her mouth when she saw him .
On the other hand, I , being there with him , must have just an ordinary matter for her , considering how hard she was and still, has been trying to satisfy him while ignoring me like I'm rather a bother to her .
To be honest , I was feeling a little bit out of place or unwanted at that moment when she kept ignoring me continuously as well as her stuffs .However, Taehyung, at that moment, happened to be the only one continuously asking me about this and that .
And although it feels weird to say but that actually made me feel relaxed .The stuffs kept asking for his opinion in every matter and kept ignoring me like usual but soon gave up when they realized Taehyung isn't the one who is deciding anything as he kept asking for my opinion every other moment .
But alas , that's not the only problem here .
All of the stuffs along with the designer herself and the owner started rushing and making calls , beckoning anyone who can come with the best designer dresses that can satisfy him within only ten minutes as he had already refused all of their best dresses by that time . Their frustrated faces , sweat dipped forehead , tired eyes and everything was declaring it out clearly how desperate they are to make him choose one single dress from their collection and I can surely understand why . The famous Kim Taehyung walking out of their shop with an empty hand will not only be the starting of their bank balance break down but also the reason of their drowning reputation in the fashion industry.
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Hidden Face
Romance" don't , don't you dare to come near . I'll tell everyone about you ...I'll re-reveal all the secrets .... you will be ruined " I continued to sob and sliding backwards and towards the headboard as he kept approaching me , walking on all fours , li...