Marriage about love, or loyalty or choice. It's about expected duty and honor. About : money and power. Both have diminished since mafia groups and other criminal organizations have attempted to expand their power in our region.
I bought my coffee and wrapped my fingers over the warm paper cup as I leaned back against the coffee shop chair and let my eyes wander from the thinning of passersby. Every time a couple walks past me, holding hands, kissing and laughing and falling in love, my chest tightens. My eyes burned from exhaustion and my crying earlier. I am very tired.
I called a taxi and let him take me to Taehyung's penthouse building. Upon stepping into the lobby, the receptionist immediately picked up the receiver. Good dog, I want to say. Instead I twisted my mouth into a smile and stepped into the elevator, then slipped the card so that it would lead me to the correct floor. I'm almost calm now, at least it looks calm from the outside. Is Taehyung in the penthouse? Or is he looking for me? Or maybe he went back to his whore and let his men look for me. When I wake up with Taehyung's arms around me, or when he kisses me, I will allow myself to believe that maybe I can make him love me. When we had dinner together, I thought I might fall in love with her.
I entered the penthouse. Hoshi was there and practically slumped in relief. "She's here," he said into his phone, then nodded before ending the call.
"Where's Taehyung? Back with the whore? "
Hoshi frowned. "Looking for you."
I wonder why he had to look for me. He could have sent you or one of his other dogs. After you did everything he said. Even covered him when he was out tricking me. Hoshi didn't say anything. I'm not sure why I hit him.
I walked away.
"Where do you go?"
"I'll get undressed and take a shower. If you want to watch, be my guest." Hoshi stopped but his eyes followed me up the stairs. I slammed the bedroom door after I closed it, then locked it before going into the bathroom to take a shower. I set the temperature as high as I can take but the water can't wash away the thoughts in my brain. Taehyung has sex with Jenni. Her smile. The sound of her hips hitting her ass. I'm not really sure how I feel. Disappointment. Jealousy? I didn't choose Taehyung, but he's my husband. I want him to be loyal to me. I want him to only want me.
Someone banged on the bedroom door when I came out of the bathroom. I wrapped the towel around myself and slowly walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom.
"Jihyo, let me in!" There was anger in his voice.
I dropped the towel and put the silk nightgown over me.
"I'll break down the door if you don't let me in."
I want to see you do it. maybe you will be dislocated.
"Jihyo, open the door!"
I'm too tired to keep playing with him. I want this day to end. I want to sleep magically erase my memory. I opened the door, then turned and walked back to the bed. The door swung wide open, hitting the wall and Taehyung burst in. He grabbed my arm and anger burned my body. How dare he lay hands on me after gripping that bitch with his hands?
"Don't touch me!" I screamed, wrenching out of his grip. He was gasping for air, eyes wild with emotion.. His hair was a mess and his shirt wasn't buttoned properly. Jimin is standing in the doorway, Hoshi and Wooshik are a few steps behind.
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