CAGES OF LOVE || KIM TAEHYUNG FF 🔞

Won't be Good for Us

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Taehyung did his morning routine and headed downstairs to have his breakfast. Yuna greeted him as he settled into his chair, nodding to her. He was going through some emails on his phone when suddenly someone placed the plate in front of him with a thud, making him stunned.

He frowned and looked at those tender palms before following the way of those sleder arms and his gaze met with the owner of those arms, only to found her glaring at him, which made him roll his eyes.
'What now?' He thought to himself and looked at his plate with a light sigh.

"Miss yuna." He looked at her as Yuna came forward.

"Isn't it your work to serve the breakfast?" His authoritive voice made Yuna gulp as she immediately nodded. Y/n's jaw dropped at his words.
She gritted her teeth, glaring at him, who was not giving a damn about her presence.

"Y/n, please sit." Yuna said near to whisper, sensing the rising temperature in the dining room.

Y/n opened her mouth to argue but close it again, meeting with Yuna's pleading eyes. She sighed and again swept her glaring eyes at him, who had his eyes focused on his phone's screen. This arrogant demon is so bossy and proudy. She balled her palms and lifted her foot, intending to stomp on his shoe when.

"Dare to do that," his monotonous voice interrupted her, making her foot freeze mid-air. He wasn't even looking at her, and then how did he know what she was about to do. She thined her eyes at him, refusing to listen and was about to stomp on his foot again,

"You believe I can kiss you here." He stated calmly.

Her foot hovered above his shoes as she looked at him wide-eyed. His sharp eyes were still on his screen as he sat there in his full authoritative and powerful aura. She flared her nostrils and took her precious foot back, stomping it against the floor, but still, he didn't look at her.

"Aunt Yuna, don't serve for me," Y/n let out louder.
His eyes finally swept in her direction, hearing her words. He glared at her, which made her sneer.

"Say it again," He challenged, his sharp eyes fastened on her as she mimicked his glare. She opened her mouth, but seeing his raised brow made her close it. Daring him wasn't an option cause she knew, boy had no shame but she had got some.

She grabbed the corner of her clothes and chewed her bottom lip, swallowing her bravery. Taehyung's gaze fell on her lips, watching her actions, which made his eyes darken a little. This girl knew exactly how to provoke him.

Yuna, who was looking at both of them, awkwardly didn't know what to do, so she just stood there silently but couldn't help the small smile stretching on her lips, watching their cute bickering. Y/n stomped her foot in annoyance and sat on the chair, slamming her palms on the dining table. Taehyung mentally smirked and looked at his phone again.

Yuna gestured to the other maid standing there to bring the breakfast. She returned back and they started serving. Y/n looked at her food and then glared at him again as he ate silently. She dug her fork and knife into her pancake, all the while murdering him with her glares.

Taehyung secretly looked at the splashed runny syrup on her plate due to the force she applied. He slightly raised his both brows in amusement at the way she was doing a postmortem of the pancakes. He was sure that if he was the pancake, he would have been stabbed mercilessly countless times by now. He knew it. His wife was more cruel and merciless than him.

She continued shooting him murderous glares , chewing her food angrily, but he skillfully ignored her as if she wasn't present beside him, acting like a wild kitten seconds away from scratching his face.