My Fairy

Part 2

Author pov

"You!"

Taehyung, completely unbothered, leaned back in his chair with his signature smirk. “You seem surprised. Thought you'd be happy to see me again.”

Happy? HAPPY?

She clenched her jaw. Ya Allah, why him? “Oh, trust me, I’m experiencing a lot of emotions right now, but happiness is NOT one of them.”

The other board members exchanged awkward glances, sensing the sudden tension in the air. Julie, who was standing behind Faria, whispered in confusion, “Umm… do you two… know each other?”

Faria forced a polite smile (which was 90% fake). “No, we don’t.”

Taehyung, enjoying this way too much, tapped his chin and said, “Oh, but we do. Quite well, actually.”

Her fingers twitched on the table. Don’t strangle him, Faria. You’re a lady. You have class. You—

Taehyung tilted his head slightly, watching her reaction, and added, "She’s quite… expressive, isn’t she?"

Julie blinked. “Uhh…”

Faria took a deep breath and ignored him, shifting her focus back to the deal. “The production will be handled by us. Your company will provide the necessary raw materials, and the profit share will be 50/50.”

Taehyung, still smirking, replied, “Don’t worry about the quality. Minji will oversee that.”

Faria nodded but added firmly, “I’ll personally inspect everything before accepting deliveries.”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Oh? You don’t trust me?"

Faria shot him a pointed look. “I don’t trust anyone.”

Taehyung let out a chuckle. “Well, I can’t wait to work with you, Miss Argue.”

Faria held back a groan. Ya Allah, grant me patience.

After the longest meeting of her life, Faria stormed into her office, slamming the door behind her.

Julie, looking concerned, quickly placed a hot cup of coffee on her desk. “Here, ma’am. You might need this.”

Faria sighed and took a sip, letting the warmth calm her nerves.

Just then—

Knock, knock.

Before she could even respond, the door swung open.

And guess who waltzed in like he owned the place?

Kim Taehyung.

“Miss Argue, we need to discuss the—”

But before he could finish, Faria—startled by his sudden entrance—choked on her coffee and accidentally spit it out… directly onto his expensive designer suit.

Dead. She was dead.

Julie gasped. The room went silent.

Taehyung froze, looking down at his now coffee-stained suit.

Faria stared at him, her soul leaving her body.