𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 | VMINKOOK

Pandora's Box

"Mio amore!" I yelled a bit over-excitedly when my groundskeeper entered the room. I flaunted off my new robe and batted my eyelashes, flying right into the man's strong, reliable arms.

I didn't know why I was acting so damn insecure, but when my body was reunited with it's other half, a calmness washed over me that finally allowed me to breathe. Taehyung's eyes still sparkled for me every time we found each other, and that was something I didn't think would ever change. Not even when a new face entered our garden and turned both our heads.

I caught the groundskeeper's lips with my own and held his face as I kissed him. I only ever felt like I'd truly made it back home when I was in his arms. I'd been stuck in limbo since my return from Calabria, but here my savior was to give me a break from purgatory. Taehyung guided our kiss like it was a slow-dance, and I smiled in step with relieved sighs and desperate moans.

"You smell like lavender, mio amore," I whispered, combing my fingers through the groundskeeper's luscious locks.

Taehyung hummed and looked down at me with those sad, puppydog eyes. "And you smell like another man, mój anioł."

"Oh, you're not cross with me about that, are you?" I asked with a pout, swinging my arms around Taehyung's neck to drag him closer. "You should stop being jealous of Emilio, he's been with us for quite a while now..."

The groundskeeper glanced away with a bittered look, and it felt quite like being shot through the gut. "Mio amore," I tried with a pout, taking the groundskeeper's chin between my fingers to make him look at me again. "You know I need to be held with firmer hands when I come back from school, right?"

Taehyung nodded almost unnoticeably, but I knew he would never be upset with me.

"Besides, Emilio fucks like a rabbit, it's not like I enjoy it more than being with you."

The older man huffed, his puppy-dog eyes making another return. "I could be rough."

"I think we both know that's not true, mio amore," I chuckled. "You love me too much."

I gasped and punched the groundskeeper's chest when his hands found my sore ass and groped it without mercy. He was punishing me just a little. Teasing me just a tad for everything I had ever done to him.
"Bastard," I whispered, wincing at the pain.

"We are not alone in this room mój anioł," Taehyung murmured with a smirk. "We should be more respectful to mister Jeon. He isn't used to this kind of behaviour."

"Oh, I noticed." I side-eyed the new butler. "He's a bit of a prude, isn't he?"

Taehyung clicked his tounge against the roof of his mouth and sighed. "You do know you're halfnaked, right, mój anioł? I think most people would be too stunned to speak seeing you like this."

The man kissed my forehead, and I closed my eyes, snaking my arms around his waist to pull him closer. "Did you miss me, mio amore?"

The groundskeeper hummed, and I felt it in the deepest parts of my soul. "Time moves way too slow sometimes, mój anioł. But let us make the next two weeks feel like years..."

"Years?" I whispered, resting my head against Taehyung's head and letting the steady beats of his heart reassure me. "Eons would be nicer."

The new servant boy cleared his throat, and reminded us yet again that he was still present in the room.

I managed to suppress an eye-roll, and pouted when I realised I wouldn't be getting my massage right now.

"I'm sorry, velike oči," Taehyung said, giving the servant boy an apologetic smile instead of me. "We must make you feel terribly uncomfortable..."