One is a dutiful, cold but handsome former soldier.
The second is free-minded, crazy, and a hot womanizer.
Then, there is one beautiful soul who has to make the hardest life decisions ever.
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Start: 14/6/2020...
I woke up but didn't open my eyes, too lazy to get up from bed yet. I rolled on my stomach, my hand searching for my husband's body on another side of the bed. But I felt only pillows and blankets. I opened my one eye and looked around to see no one in bed with me.
"Good morning, love." A deep voice interrupted my thoughts, and my eyes turned to the man in front of the bed—Taehyung with an exposed chest with only a white towel around his hips. For a few seconds, I admired his toned chest with a slightly visible six pack before I got together and turned my head away from him.
"I should go," I said as I crawled to the edge of the large bed.
"Yeah, get ready for a special event," Taehyung said as he slowly approached me.
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Don't be so nosy," Taehyung said as he patted my head. I smacked his hand away from my head, annoyed.
"Ok," I said, bored, and turned around to open the door. Taehyung leaned on the frame of his door as he watched me leave.
"It was an amazing night, babe. Thank you for an unforgettable night." Taehyung said sweetly, and I turned around with a red face. I looked around and saw two maids giggling at us. I looked back at Taehyung.
"You fucker!" I yelled-whispered at him, and hid in my bedroom. I heard Taehyung's deep laugh as he went back to his bedroom as well.
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"You look gorgeous," Taehyung said as he kissed my knuckles on hand.
"I know," I said and hooked our arms together.
I had no idea where are we going or what special event it is. Taehyung didn't tell me anything for the whole ride. When the car stopped, I looked around and saw the National Gallery. Many people wanted to get inside, but only people with high rank could enter the gallery tonight. I assumed that some famous artist has an exhibition today. I know that Taehyung loves art, so I wasn't surprised.
Everything changed when we entered the gallery hall, and the main exhibition was literally staring at me.
"Wh-what is this?" I asked nervously and looked around the hall. There were at least 20 paintings of me.
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