He was a patient man.
He wouldn't mind to wait for the right time to reap what he thought he deserved.
He had lived in the dark for far too long, that happiness was such a foreign notion for him.
Until you crossed his path and awakened something dee...
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This is the first part of two from bonus chapter. Warning: Nothing for this part. But the second one will contain a non concensual element. I'm not a hardcore dark romance fan, but still, every person's level of tolerance might be different. If that thing is not your cup of tea, and you liked Taehyung as the soft yandere he was in the previous chapters, I suggest for you to just stop at the epilogue.
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If he could choose, Taehyung would rather to sit in the dressing room all night, observing you in the costume that showed a lot of your skin.
The embellished red choli that you wore exposed major part of your torso, combined with fitted sheer harem pants of the same shade, the high slit that ran along your legs' side barely concealed your thighs. He pictured your legs wrapped around him when he fucked you until it was hard for you to even breath.
In his mind, he was imagining the alluring silhouette of your body that he devoured yesterday night, he could taste the sweetness of your arousal on his tongue. He just couldn't wait for the show to end, to have you back in his bed.
You were wearing bold gold and red makeup, with dark smoky eyes that added to the mistifying look for tonight's show.
Taehyung was a jealous man, he didn't like to share what was his. But in terms of showing off his wife, he didn't mind. He knew you had a lot of fans which some of them often sent flowers for every show, the more he loved to watch you danced beautifully on the stage, only to be back into his arms after the curtain had drawn.
