SHADES OF SILVER. KTH | 21+

chapter 9

Warning🚨: There may contain violence and gore which you may find disturbing.

Third person's pov.

Taehyung was sipping on the drink that he made for himself. He was wearing his sweat pants only while his hair was all messy.

He heard the heels clicking on the stairs followed by a figure approaching the kitchen. Or more like limping and whining in pain.

"Daddyyyyy" Taehyung rolled his eyes at that, wanting to puke out nothing.

He drank all his drink in one shot while looking up the slut which he bought to get his release ...... what was her name?

"I don't wanna leave." She whined while clinching to Taehyung's arms while pouting her lipstick smeared lips out "let's have another round daddy. I'll suck that big boy good" she purred.

Taehyung took a good look at the girl whose makeup was all over her face with lots of bruises on her body, an purple hand print so evident on her neck while her hair was all over place with tangled in a tight knot which sure gonna hurt.

Moreover the girl's appearance screamed 'I just had the fuck of my life'

He pushed the slut away from him while she screamed and groaned in pain down there because of stumbling.

"Stop calling me daddy makes me wanna fucking puke out AND get the fuck out of my house before I slaughter your neck out" He said while pointing a knife at her which was on counter to make his point clear.

The girl groaned and limp her way out cursing him.

What? He needed a good a fuck more specifically he wanted to fuck his wife out or maybe tie her in a chair and give a little electric shock to see her in pain just so she can know her place and not look towords him. Again. Let alone fucking tease him.

So as his fucking bratty wife wasn't home yet after getting herself a fucking wedding gift as she claimed so, he just called a booty call from one of their club.

Now thinking about it. What did she meant by getting a wedding gift?

He just hope she wouldn't fuck around..... like him maybe.

Taehyung frowned as he scratched his bottom lips with index finger. The image wasn't something pleasing for him.

He heard door been opening followed by occasional shuffling followed by heavy sound of someone walking.

It's 4.16 Am. Standing up and taking long stride he saw a figure climbing up the stairs.

"STOP RIGHT THERE" his voice boomed as he approached the stair as the figure or more clearly his wife was half way in stairs.

That's when it hit him.

He sence kicked high as he looked at the dark figure which was covered in black large hoodie whose back was at him.

The stench metallic smell was hitting his nostrils which made his mind dizzy while his pupils dilated.

That smell.

Blood.

The smell of fresh blood was so evident for him. He licked his lips at that.

"Tesoro you didn't slept. Where you waiting for your wife? How sweet" Taehyung looked up and his breath hitched as he saw storm looking at him with a pout on her plum lips tilting her head showing off her perfect jawline which was sharper just like his favourite knife that can slice through anything.

His heartbeat skyrocketed for some reason. He was fully aware of his surroundings as he ball his fist in defence. He felt like someone was gonna jump out of nowhere and swing a knife at him. Shit he should have take that knife with him from the kitchen. He felt so defenseless.