The Husband Arrangement| TAEHYUNG

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"Maybe arrange for transportation. Our bikes would be too obvious".

I lift my bottle, sipping the beer while Rick spoke with Ben. The bar was crowded tonight. Lots of people waiting for a good fuck from the half nude waitresses. Fucking whores. "Franklin is out of town doing a drop-off. So we need to hire another van", Ben rubbed his bearded chin. My phone lights up for the 4th time. Rick shoots me a glance , signaling me to take care of whoever was calling. With a sigh, I lift the phone. "It's Luca ", I say , placing down the bottle. "He might have a job for us. Answer ", Rick ordered enthusiastically. Luca and Ben were both drug lords. They ran many neighborhoods. We were the ones who would transport their goods. The pay was great.

"Luca", I place the phone to my ear.

"Kim. Long time. Feels like Benjamin has your attention 24/7".

"I'm always a call away Luca. I'm hoping this phonecall is for business purposes".

My gaze on Rick who was getting touched by a whore seeking cash and fun. He squeezed her ass before swatting it. Her smile made me sick.

"You weren't taking my calls. I thought you got alittle distracted. The boys and I decided to pay you a visit".

The tone in his voice made me ball up my fist.

"I'm not at home. But as soon as I get back , I'll come over", I spoke far too fast. Rick turned to me , shrugging his shoulders.

"She's a pretty little thing. Alittle fragile but cute".

I'm on my feet , knocking over the beer bottle which fell to the floor , shattering. Rick is on his feet too.

"I swear to god, you better fucking pray she's okay when I get there", I threaten.

"No promises kim. You know the boys get wild. You got 10 minutes ".

He hung up.

He fucking hung up.

"What's going on?", Rick asked. Ben staring up confused. I don't think they've ever seen me in  panick mode. I wasn't freaking out. I fucking fuming. I will not hesitate to kill them if they dared to fucking hurt her. "We need to leave. Now", I take my keys and walk out the rowdy bar. Rick was right behind me. "What's going on taehyung?", he placed a hand on my shoulder as I straddled my bike. "Luca is at my place", I fasten my helmet. "Kid. Are you fucking serious? That can wait. We're in the middle of a job here. What did I say about distractions? I warned you about that girl", his voice loud and piercing.

"That girl is my fucking wife. Its either you're coming with me or I'm leaving without you". He places his hands on his waist, releasing a heavy sigh. "Fuck ", he eventually climbed behind me. "You better know what you're doing kid. This girl is going to ruin your life", he grumbled.

The bike roared the second the wheels hit the road. "Slow down", I hear him shouting through the blistering air. I couldn't slow down. I won't slow down. Luca couldn't be trusted. His gang could not be trusted. I've known them for years. They're nothing but bad news.

"Taehyung! We are going to fucking crash!", his hands clutching my jacket from behind. Despite Rick being a bad ass , he was afraid of death. Nothing scared me. This body never had space for such emotions. I wouldn't allow it. "Kid! C'mon stop-", he choked. I ignore the honking cars which I glide pass.

The world I live in will drown them in a second. No one will understand.

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"You head in-", Rick exhaled as we got off. I toss my helmet aside and storm through the already unlocked  front  door. "5 minutes late kim ", Luca chimed as I walked into the living room. My eyes finding her first. Seated on the couch, cheeks wet, eyes glossy and lips quivering. Her nails digging into her thighs through the cotton pants. Zackary whistled to get my attention. Him and I go way back, before I met Luca. "Late as always kim. Don't worry we were generous ", he looked down at her and chuckled. "Only a few smacks", he waved his hand. I swear I did not hesitate to lunge forward, gripping his wrist and twisting it in such a violent manner, it had him falling onto his knees. "Kim! You're going to fucking break my arm!", he yelped. I draw out my gun, aiming it at Luca who took a seat on the couch , staring at me with a sly smirk. "Taehyung!", Zackary strained as I kept twisting his arm further.