He heard someone singing. He followed the angelic voice, and the next thing he knew, the angel was standing in front of him while he was in the kitchen.
"What do you want?"He nearly shivered in response to her question, which she asked in a chilly tone."I, er, umm, coffee,""Coffee? "He looked down as she questioned in a chilly and bewildered manner."M-master requested me to make coffee,"Master? Oh, Oppa? So what are you waiting for, go make something, "
He looked down as if the floor were the most intriguing thing while she spoke in a low, anxious tone, brushing it off as if it were the most obvious response."I-I d...don't know how to m-make.
Please h-help me, c-can you? M-master will p-punish me, so p-please.She raised an eyebrow at him as he spoke, hoping that she would assist him."Do I seem to care?"She questioned in a monotone, making his heart constrict for a reason he himself couldn't explain. He simply shook his head and lowered his head,Why would she care about some stranger who is a slave that her brother bought, Why did he even ask her? It seems like he'll be punished once more. What was he expecting?
He was alone in the kitchen the next thing he knew. He decided to make coffee the way his mother used to because he had seen her make it for his father. He eventually finished boiling, the dark brown liquid. He chose to give it to Jungkook, although he had no idea where he was.At that point, a man approached him.In the living room, the boss is waiting for you.
He said in a matter-of-fact manner, leaving him no opportunity to respond, before moving on. Sighing, Taehyung entered the living room where Jungkook was seated on a couch with his legs crossed, a man stood in front of him, and another was seated on a couch across from him. Taehyung approached him and set the coffee down, but he wasn't prepared for a kick to his already bruised abdomen, which caused him to fall away from the table and clutch it in pain as tears streamed from his eyes. That wasn't the end, though; Jungkook then pulled his hair and forced him to look into his dark, menacing eyes.
He was attempting to comprehend what was happening when he was suddenly slapped hard in the face, causing him to drop.
Due to the bruises, he growled in anguish as more tears ran from his eyes.
"Where (slap) is (slap) the (slap) cover (slap) and (slap) tray"
When he finished speaking, Jungkook repeatedly slapped him, causing him to whimper. His face was bright red, and the tears streaming down his cheeks were stinging him in the face.
After a while, he started moving toward the table while Taehyung prayed silently for getting away from him soon without more torture. But he screamed when a hot liquid was thrown directly on his face making his already bruised face sting more, he cried in agony trying to remove the sensation and soothe the pain but of no use.
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His Angel
FanfictionTaehyung an innocent boy sold to Jeon Jungkook, the most feared mafia of Asia for revenge which he don't know. But he fell in love with his sister. Will He be able to get his love? Will Y/N be able to save him from her brother? Mature content Inclu...