A Kim Taehyung ff.
[Book 2]
"Nice to meet you, S."
The doctor and the Gangster lived their lives peacefully until the darkness begins to invade their life again.
Everything falls apart. The laughter turned into sobs...
The nightmare of the country...
A lion doesnot loose sleep Over the opinions of a sheep....
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The continuous vibration of the cell phone jolted Taehyung awake from his sleep. He squinted his eyes, trying to adjust to the sunlight streaming through the curtains, the warm rays illuminating the room in a soft glow. Groggily, he reached for his phone, only to find it switched off. Just as he was about to settle back down, he heard the persistent vibration again. Curiosity piqued, he glanced over at Sri's phone, which lay abandoned on the nightstand.
As far as he remembered, she had chosen to sleep in the other room last night. The sound of running water caught his attention, and he realized that she must be taking a shower since there was only one bathroom in the flat. The phone vibrated again, a distracting noise cutting through the silence.
Taehyung couldn't help but wonder who was sending her so many texts at such an early hour. The doctor felt a twinge of unease creep over him as he leaned in closer, trying to catch a glimpse of the LED screen. His heart sank as he saw Jungkook's name pop up in the notification. With a sense of dread, he swiped down the taskbar and read the message: the gangster had asked her to visit the Titan mansion in the evening.
A cold sweat broke out across Taehyung's brow. He knew that the longer she was involved with Jungkook and the Titans, the deeper she would get trapped in their dangerous web. He had to do something—now. Quickly, he locked her phone screen and slipped out of the room, just as he heard the water turn off.
Sri emerged from the bathroom, looking polished and professional in her formal attire. Taehyung studied her, trying to gauge her intentions. He wasn't sure where she was heading, but he was certain it wasn't to the Titan mansion. Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, and the air crackled with tension. If looks could kill, both of them would have been dead by now, the unspoken animosity hanging between them like a thick fog.
Taehyung waited anxiously for Sri to return as twilight settled around them. The clock struck seven, and Jungkook's message haunted him like a ghost. Did she really go there? What if she was in danger?
Finally, the door clicked open, and his wife walked inside. She cast a quick glance at him before heading straight to her room. After a few minutes, she emerged, dressed and ready to leave again. Taehyung abruptly stood up, a surge of urgency propelling him forward. "Wait!"
Sri halted just before she could open the door, turning to face him with an expression devoid of emotion. But before she could respond, Taehyung reached out and placed a hand on her arm, stopping her in her tracks.
"Just listen to me, please," he pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice.
"I'm getting late. Make it fast," she replied curtly, her impatience evident.
