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The Royal Tutor (Taehyung)🤴🏻

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Your face rested into its "bitch" form as you tailed not too far from the male.  He continued down the never-ending hall as you partially hid behind his wider back frame. It was honestly still early for dinner. Maybe they ate early? The clock just struck 7 pm so it wasn't very uncommon.

You both finally entered the dining hall only to be met with complete silence. There were no maids, both of the princes were absent, and most importantly the King was absent.

You watched as the male settled into one of the many chairs and waited for you to mirror his actions. "Where is the King? I thought I was "requested"?" 

He stared deeply into your orbs as he silently waited with a straight face. Seconds went by painfully before you spoke up.

"I'm not doing this tonight, I will be leaving now." you bowed politely before turning on your heels to rush out.

"You tutored my brothers and not me. Why is that?" Just before you completely left the hall, you turned to view the now standing Prince. You felt his energy shift as his eyes squinted at you with annoyance and anger.

You took a few steps in his direction before he sat back down with his arms crossed over his chest. "You were the one who didn't want my tutoring...or did you forget?" He stayed silent as you finally settled across from him.

"I'm not going to feed into your attitude, prince Taehyung." His eyebrows knitted together as his gaze hardened at your words. He knew you were going to be a hard tutor to break...or maybe not. It was still early.

"Ask me my questions now."

The demand spilled from his lips as you sat almost dumbfounded. You gathered yourself and stood from your chair and walked away from the male. Just as the distance between the two of you grew, you heard the prince's advancing footsteps. 

"You were brought here to tutor all of us correct? Why are you only tutoring two and not three of us?" You ignored his growing tantrum as you continued down the hallway. "The King ordered you to tutor all of us!"

Just as your hand graced your room door, the prince quickly placed his hands on your shoulders. He spun you to where both of you held perfect eye contact.

You quickly pushed the prince away and quickly opened your room door. 

"You're digging  a deeper hole for yourself, Tutor..." His words felt sharp as they cut through your ears. You refused to show any more attention to the child-like male as you turned to look at him one more time.  

"Once again Prince Taehyung, you were the one who refused me...not the other way around."

With that, you closed the door and settled back into your desk once again.

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Your curtains flew gracefully as the light morning wind carried through your room. You eyed the small clock on the wall that stated: "9:15 am". You of course couldn't be disappointed with the garden view that almost resembled a painting just under the balcony.

However, there was no time to relax until every price has received their daily assignments from you. While unwrapping your headscarf and coming into full focus with your surroundings, you noticed a man sitting on the balcony's bench smoking a very expensive cigar.

Of course, it was Prince Taehyung.

He caught a glimpse of your actions and quickly put out the cigar to come to meet with you on the end of your bed. Even with the bright creme-colored walls and gold marbled pillars, the male made you feel complete shit at just nine in the morning.

"How are we this morning Tutor? I see you have slept in..." He eyed you up and down as he settled onto the end of your bed. Even though he finished smoking half a cigar, he managed to smell like fresh lavender...how?

He snapped his fingers to bring you back into his reality.

"Tutor...we have a busy day ahead of us..."

Yes, his words were again very blunt and sarcastic but this time his tone changed. He seemed more seductive in making you move with his commands.

Perhaps this was his way of treating you like one of the many rich and stupid bimbos he's slept with...however, you had no desire.

His dark brown orbs danced across your room and viewed everything there was. From your bedsheets to your wardrobe, he seemed like a child who was nosey and curious about everything. You caught him eyeing the grand tree that lied in the middle of the Palace garden.

You remembered Namjoon's words: "Our mother passed when we were very young..." You felt a brief wave of sadness wash over for all three princes. It must've been hard for them all these years.

"Can you move any slower in getting up? You still have to give me my lesson, Tutor." Just like that, he took away all the sorrow you felt for him.

"Can I at least get myself together?" He eyed you seductively before showing his deadly smirk. "Just like I tell every other woman I bring here and finish..."no"."

You mentally facepalmed yourself before going into the bathroom to start your long day.

"I can not believe I took this fucking job..."

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After a warm shower, facial, and a brisk twenty minutes of hairstyling, you walked out of the bathroom to only come faced to face with the same annoying ass male. He was fortunate enough to be good-looking, otherwise, you would've done something harsh to get your point across. 

"What will it take for you to leave me alone? What happened to those threats and cold stares?" He rolled his eyes before sitting up and dropping the small yellow-colored book that belonged to you.

This fucker was reading your diary...

"I am only here to get my tutor session and that's it." He stands and walks closer so that you both were only inches apart. "My father requested for me to get proper tutoring...are you not the tutor?" Once again, his words felt like poison as they fell from his lips. "I would like it if you hurried and gave me my lesson. I have a guest coming over in a few and would like to be free for her."

You huffed and rolled your eyes at the ass-backward male.

"Fine, What is the first thing you do when taking control of a kingdom?" He kissed his teeth as he shook his head before brushing past your figure to reach the door.

"No tutor, I want a real genuine assignment." 

Just before he could completely walk out the door, he stopped to eye you one more time.

"I may even repay you in the end..."

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