Tattoos & Temptations [Taekook]

4. My wings won't move

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Taehyung's POV

It's been nearly three weeks since I had that altercation with those guys at the pub. But guess what? My father is looking for the "best girl in town" for me. After his girlfriend hunt, he determined that Sarah, the daughter of billionaire Lee Sungmin, would be a perfect match for me. I've known her since she was a baby. If she isn't the baddest bitch ever, I'm not sure who is. Her slutty groping and shameless stares were well known to me. God knows how she manages to keep her back zip open and get it done from me every time she comes here. Seriously? Come up with a new seduction art girl.

The cruel, nasty, and self-absorbed quintessential bitch. Although I've always hated that girl, my beloved dad found this pair that was made in hell. Even if they were unable to recognise what I loved, being forced to endure all the tragedies was never boring. A coffee date with that missy has been planned by my mother. Since we began dating two weeks ago, she has continued to surprise me with her fierce manners, including her attempts to seduce me, her rudeness to wait staff, her complaining about all the other girls in the country, and her phoney chuckle, which makes me feel queasy every time. You'll be curious as to why I haven't turned down this offer yet.

While I am away, my ever so loving parents have threatened to sell Yeontan, my pet and the only living thing besides Jimin that provides me with comfort. I know how volatile my parents can be, so relax. However, this is only a portion of their wrongdoing.

I'll gradually get rid of Sarah, the biggest whiner, until I'm forced to play a puppet in this fucking drama.

Staring at the ceiling, I reflected on how my life had turned out to be a massive failure. They've gotten me to the point where they get to decide who I fuck. You can imagine how defenseless I was. I'd always wanted to be independent and live away from my parents. To my dismay, they have squandered every opportunity that has come my way. With my father's immense power, he can easily flicker my life between his fingers. I received a few offers from local music directors, but working on music is such a lame thing to do, according to my father. I was almost cast in a big budget movie, but he turned me down because he thought it would bring me too much attention, which would be a threat to his company. I reacted to all of this by becoming a brat, which I despise every second. It's aggravating to be trapped in a cage surrounded by monsters.

These kinds of thoughts are common in my day. I got out of bed with another sigh and walked over to my wardrobe. I trawled through my clothes, eventually finding a black t-shirt and brown trousers. She's always complaining about how much she'd like to see me in a suit. So I'm saying good-bye to suits for the time being. She'll never see me in those again. I wore my hair disheveled, a random perfume from the shelf, and my wallet in my back pocket. I looked at myself in the mirror again, too much preparation for a basic bitch. I smirked as I remembered Sarah.

I was jumping down the stairs when I noticed my mother waiting for me by the front door, wearing her famous manipulative grin, which I loathed. I walked towards her with a deep frown on my face.

"Honey, remember to bring her flowers," she said, trying to hold my hand as if I would let her.

"Don't tell me what to do, you've done enough by sucking the life out of me, aren't you done?" I drew my hands together.

"Kim Taehyung, behave yourself, you know what will happen if you ruin this relationship with Sarah," she held her breath.

"First and foremost, teach yourself proper behavior; one day you will pay for all of this," I balked.