HIS MAID//KTH ✅

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The car glided to a stop outside the bungalow, capturing the attention of the staff who turned their gaze in unison. In that moment, the whispered words "young master" echoed through their minds, a recognition of the significance of the arrival.

As the car door opened, Taehyung stepped out, his demeanor exuding an air of confidence. The staff's eyes fixated on him, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and deference. Tae's lips curled into a smirk, savoring the attention that his return had garnered.

Without wasting a moment, he walked past the watching eyes and headed straight for his room. A subtle gesture signaled a staff member to attend to the task of arranging his belongings. The air hummed with anticipation as Tae asserted his presence in the bungalow.

Entering the room, Taehyung was met with a wave of unexpected emotions. The familiarity of the surroundings collided with the distant memories of a past he thought he had left behind 15 years ago. Now, he stood in the very place he had once vowed never to return to.

The room, once a symbol of his departure, now became a canvas for a different narrative. A sense of entitlement fueled his determination – he was back, and this time, he would take what he believed rightfully belonged to him.

In the quiet solitude of the room, Taehyung contemplated the years that had passed. The desire for revenge simmered within him, a flame fueled by unresolved grievances and the scars of the past. The bungalow, once a stage for his departure, now became the arena for a reckoning.

As Taehyung surveyed the room, his mind echoed with the resolve to claim what he felt was owed to him. The staff outside, oblivious to the storm brewing within, continued with their duties, unknowingly becoming pawns in a game that had just begun.

In the unfolding narrative, I observed the tension and intrigue that surrounded Taehyung's return. The bungalow, once a witness to his departure, now stood as the backdrop for a story of revenge and the settling of old scores. The characters, each playing their part, were about to navigate a tale of past wounds and present ambitions.

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Upon reaching home, Eunha swiftly made her way to the kitchen, a grocery bag in tow. With a sense of urgency, she began preparing dinner, realizing that the young master had returned, and time was of the essence.

Eunha's hands moved skillfully, combining ingredients with practiced efficiency. A maid, observing her work, couldn't help but remark, "The young master has arrived, we need to hurry." Eunha nodded, understanding the importance of a timely dinner.

As they worked side by side, the maid seized the opportunity to indulge in some idle chatter. "Do you know the young master is very handsome? I wonder if he has a girlfriend," she remarked with a teasing tone. Eunha, focused on her task, responded, "Why do you want to know?" The maid grinned, replying, "Just curious. He left this country 15 years ago, and now he's all grown up."

Eunha, with a quiet murmur, admitted, "I just want to see how he looks." Her words carried a subtle curiosity, a blend of reminiscence and intrigue about the changes time might have brought.

Soon, another maid entered the kitchen, interrupting their conversation. "Is dinner ready? I should call the young master. No one else will go; I'll handle it," she declared confidently. The maid, named Sua, headed off to fulfill her task, leaving Eunha to continue her culinary duties.

In the midst of the bustling kitchen, the air was filled with the aroma of cooking, the clatter of utensils, and the subtle hum of anticipation. As the narrative unfolded, the characters navigated the routine of dinner preparations, with the return of the young master casting a unique energy over the household.

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In the quiet expanse of Mansion, Taehyung stood before the mirror, contemplative thoughts flickering across his mind. " she must be 21," he mused, a subtle smirk playing on his lips as he considered the evening ahead.

A knock disrupted his thoughts, and Taehyung welcomed the intrusion with a casual "Come in." Sua entered, her presence immediately capturing Taehyung's attention. She stood there, casting a shy glance in his direction. "Dinner is ready," she informed him, her voice soft and respectful. Taehyung, nodding affirmatively, acknowledged the message.

Curiosity sparked, Taehyung couldn't help but inquire about the culinary offerings. "By the way, what's on the menu?" he asked, a hint of intrigue in his voice. Sua, still slightly reserved, responded, "Japanese dish, Italian dish, Korean dish, and some side dishes." Taehyung raised an eyebrow, impressed by the variety.

"Quite a lot. So, how many people live in the house behind the mansion?" Taehyung's question prompted Sua to reveal, "We are nine, young master." Taehyung absorbed this information, the gears of his mind turning as he processed the details.

As he prepared to leave the room, Taehyung turned back to Sua with a casual compliment, "You are pretty. I'm going outside. Tell everyone to eat the dinner they made." Sua, momentarily taken aback, stammered, "We are not allowed to eat in Mansion."

Taehyung, surprising both Sua and himself, declared, "I allow you, so go ahead." With those words, he left the room, leaving Sua in a state of frozen surprise. Slowly lifting her hand to her chest, she whispered to herself, "He is too caring and handsome. Gosh, I just fell in love with him."

Excitement bubbled within Sua as she left the room, her steps lighter and her heart fluttering with newfound emotions. Mansion, typically a realm of strict rules and traditions, had just witnessed a deviation. Taehyung's unexpected permission to dine within its walls marked a shift in the usual dynamics.

As Sua conveyed Taehyung's message to the rest of the staff, a wave of anticipation swept through the house. The prospect of sharing a meal in Mansion, an honor rarely granted, added a layer of significance to the evening.

"He said that?" inquired an older maid, her eyes widening with surprise. The news that the young master had granted permission for them to eat in Mansion spread among the staff, evoking expressions of joy. The prospect of enjoying a meal in the grandeur of Mansion, complete with special and expensive food, brought genuine happiness to their faces. In the midst of the excitement, Eunha couldn't help but ponder on Taehyung's character. "Maybe he is a polite person and a gentleman," she mused, attributing the unexpected gesture to qualities she hadn't anticipated.

As the staff gathered around the table in Mansion, the atmosphere shifted into one of shared delight. The aroma of the carefully prepared dishes filled the air, and the lavish setting added a touch of elegance to their evening. Laughter and conversation flowed freely as they savored the diverse flavors, creating a moment of shared enjoyment that deviated from their usual routine.

On the other side of the narrative, Taehyung stood outside the hospital room, nerves tingling as he hesitated to enter. Pushing open the door, he was met with the sight of an old man lying on a bed, clearly in a fragile state. The man whispered, "Taehyung," prompting a mix of emotions within him. A woman, seated in front of the bed, cast a gaze at Taehyung, her feelings veiled in uncertainty. Her surprise at his swift arrival was evident.

Turning his attention to his father, Taehyung spoke with a calm determination, "Father, I'm here. I will take care of everything from now until you're healthier again." His father managed a smile, and Taehyung acknowledged the woman with a glance before leaving the room.

Outside, a remark reached his ears, "How a mannerless boy, who can't greet his mother." Taehyung, unfazed, retorted, "Really? I'm not here for this. You know why I'm here and for what purpose." With that, he left the space charged with unspoken tensions, leaving behind the weight of unresolved emotions and the complexity of familial dynamics.

In this unfolding narrative, the characters navigated a delicate dance of unexpected gestures, familial responsibilities, and the nuances of relationships. The contrasts between the joyous scene in Mansion and the emotionally charged hospital room added layers to the evolving tale.

To be continued.....