𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄
IF A HERO DOES IT THEY CALL IT 'LOVE', BUT WHEN A VILLAN DOES IT THEY CALL IT 'OBSESSION'!
Author's Note:- The above story is a pure work of fiction hence, it has nothing to do with real life. The Author does not wa...
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TAEHYUNG'S POV:
"Sir, we should head out now" Tyler, who is my assistant as well as my right hand said standing respectfully in the doorway.
I rolled my eyes and replied with a "Hm" as I sprayed my favourite cologne on me. He nodded once in formality and walked out closing the door behind with a soft click.
I wore my black leather shoes and hung my black coat on my shoulder by holding it's collar within my two fingers. I rolled my eyes looking at my flawless reflection in the mirror, I looked killing as always, what didn't fit was me attending this stupid event I was going to attend right now. As I walked out of the bedroom I met Tyler outside bowing 90° with respect, we then moved to my garage.
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"Sir, which car would you like to take?" he asked.
I sighed, disappointed and annoyed, and turned my neck showing my side profile "Any... we're going to a boring party anyway" I replied in a bruh tone.
He started the engine and stopped the car infront of me. I rolled my eyes and huffed loosing my tie, "Can we not go?" I said.
"Sir, it's the boss's order to bring you there so..." he replied , hesitant.
I rolled my eyes again, a loud huff escaping my throat questioning my life, and sat in the passenger's seat beside Tyler.
I massaged my temples, so much more annoyed now, "What does he want a young mafia to do in a party of old ass mafia's?!"
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"Sir, we're here" he said making me snap out of my thoughts. He unlocked the door for me and I stepped out.
"Give me my gun" I forwarded my hand, gesturing him to give it. He simply looked down on the ground, I know what he meant. "Come on, you know I'll need it" I insisted coldly.
"The boss has strictly ordered me to not give it to you 'here'" he said.
I took a deep breath to calm myself. What am I? A two year old? First, I was dragged here without my will, now I'm not allowed to keep my favourite toy with me, what else do I need to do? Huh? Suck milk and say goo-goo ga-ga....?????
"Do you work for me or for him?!" he sighed. "Come on, give it!" I exclaimed, my patience wearing thin.
"He won't!" I turned in the direction of that familiar voice, just to witness my Dad who's also their Boss.
I sighed and looked to the other side, killing the urge to roll my eyes for the 1000th time now.
"Why?" I questioned stubbornly.
"As if you don't know." he scoffed, amused.
I scoffed right after, a smirk forming on my face, I already why he forbade the use of a gun in here.
I'm short tempered and I hate mistakes. And the number of humans I've killed until now because of it is no joke.
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We went inside the venue and as always old people began to irritate me and this irritation went to another level when Bella, the one who always flirts with me or more like tries to seduce me, duck walked towards my frame.
Jesus! I wanna kill her someday, I swear!
"Tae-Tae baby!" she called my name so loud that everyone around began to look at me. I closed my eyes shut to pacify myself.
"Tae-Tae baby!!!" she came and hugged me.
I forced a smile on my face, "Hey Belle"
She ran her fingers on my chest drawing lazy patterns, "You look so hottie today~" she bit her lips smiling.
I held her hand and moved it away from my chest "You too Belle" Not at all.
She giggled and hit my chest, I coughed low-key. "Hey Belle do you know Mark is here too!"
She widened her eyes "Oh Really?!" I nodded. "Then I'll go and meet him too!"
She made her way away from me. I huffed. Mark is my cousin and her plan B if I didn't marry her. However, we both hate her. My apologies to you Mark but I hate her more than you and she's someone I can't control.
Between this mess I glared at my Dad who was chuckling at my situation. He walked to me trying to control his laugh. "It's not funny, Dad" I mentioned.
"Why don't you just marry her, huh? Her Dad holds a lot of power too just like us. It'll be beneficial." he suggested.
"Marrying someone for power is not my thing Dad. I'll marry someone I love" I replied smirking.
"And who'll fall for an asshole like you, huh?" he questioned teasing me, but me being cheesy said, "Can this face get rejected?" I raised my left eyebrow covering my chin with my index finger and thumb sassyly.
We both chuckled.
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This is such a boring ass party, I thought. Most importantly, I don't even know whose party is this or what this party is about. I wanna go home and play video games or probably do boxing.
I was drinking vodka when,........ "Hello, Ladies and Gentlemen!" I spit out the vodka hearing that honey dripping, bold, soft, sugary voice of someone who's probably standing with the mic.
That lady's voice just gave me chills down my spine. I can feel goosebumps over my hands and on the back of my neck. That voice, so different and loveable. From my point anyone can fall for that sweet yet spicy tone of voice. Who does this voice belongs to? I wanna see.
