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"Where have you been?" I asked, Taehyung as he walked into the main hall. It had almost been six hours since he left. He glanced up at me and placed a kiss on my forehead before walking into his study. He didn't utter a word to me. "Mosa." I called, seeing her walk out of the laundry room, "Yes, Mrs Kim?"

"Do you know where Taehyung went for these six hours?" I asked her. Her lips pouted in confusion as she shakes her head, "No, ma'am, I have no idea, perhaps ask him." She suggested, before leaving with the laundry.

I walked slowly toward his study and stood at the door which was left open ajar. I thought he'd be taking an important phone call or looking through some files, but instead his head was on the desk and his fingers fidgeted with the pen beside him. I knocked softly and he looked up, instantly straightening his posture. I frowned at that and walked deeper into study. "What's wrong?" I asked, and he pushed himself back on the chair, inviting me in. I sat on his knee and he leant back in his chair.

"I think I've done something terrible, Rai." He murmurs.

"What?" I asked, "Tell me."

I ran my hand over his heart before cupping his neck, "Give me your worries." His hand squeezes my hips and buries his face into the crook of my neck, "No, why would I burden my wife with worries when I should be showering her with love.. and affection." His lips slowly kissed their way up to my cheek where he then pulled away slightly. "All I want to do is be best for you."

"You are best for me. You're all I want." I kiss his mouth and hug him but he stays tense, "If only you knew." He said, running his fingers through my hair, "I'd only you knew how much my want- -my need for you.. is slowly destroying me." His hands firmly grip my waist and lifts me upon the desk where he then stands between my legs. He doesn't look up at me, but begins to unbuckle his pants.

A knot in my stomach tightens as I gripped his forearms, "H-here?" I asked, scoffing nervously. His response was taking my thighs and pulling me further toward the edge of the desk, "Play with yourself." He said, and I slowly looked up at him. His eyes met mine and my lips parted.

He then sits back in his chair between my legs. "I-I can't.." I said embarrassed, but he holds my thighs apart as I tried to close them, "What is there to be shy about?" He asked, running his hand up against my skin. I bit my lip when he kissed me just above the knee. "Rai, I've-"

"Boss, we suggest you train for the fight." A voice interrupts us and I instantly look back at the man stood at the door. "Fight?" I repeat, and Taehyung stands from his chair, "What fight?" I asked, following him. "Here." Taehyung says, placing his gun in the mans hand, "Now go shoot yourself outside of my house."

The colour drains from his face and my brows pull together, "If it weren't for him I'd be clueless- like always." I said, tugging on Taehyung's arm. "Is it Jungkook. Is he the one you're fighting?" I said, and he pulled his arm out of my grasp.

"Whatever he said was simply not meant for your ears.. so stay out of it, my love." He replies, but I stand infront of him. "I don't want you to fight- this isn't some game!" I said, and he glanced down at me, "I am well aware that this isn't some game, Rai." He says, "Which is why you won't be there when it happens."

I stare at him in disbelief. "What happens if you lose, huh?" I asked, "What do you lose to him?"

"Rai, just drop it-"