~ 3rd Person POV ~
Taehyung wake up around 3am in the morning and he ended up with his eyes wide open. The moment that he woke up, he was immediately pissed the fuck off. Maybe he had anger issues but who cares
He was pissed off and he knew exactly what he was about to do. Taehyung got up slowly, making sure Jungkook was sleeping. He made sire that he got out of bed slowly and and he walked to their walk in closet
His eyes looked around the room, looking for one thing and he smirked when he found it
Taehyung walked over to his dirty clothes. He reached in, without a care in the world, he got the clothes and shoes from the dinner from yesterday knowing they were from Layla's fashion line. It made him sick
Taehyung looked back at Jungkook one more time to make sure he was sleeping soundly before quietly making his way downstairs to the living room
Taehyung then stepped out into their backyard, feeling the cool night air on his skin as she walked towards the shed. Behind it, he found a chair and carefully brought it over to where he needed it
As he turned to head back inside, Taehyung suddenly appeared and threw his heels and dress onto the ground with a grin, causing him to chuckle before he walked back into the house
A few minutes after he walked back out with a match, gasoline, and a couple of cigarettes. Taehyung smirked a little as poured the gasoline on the outfit and heels, then lit a match and threw it at the clothes, watching them go up in flames.
Afterwards, he sat down on the chair, lit a cigarette from the fire, and took a deep puff
In the past six months, despite his efforts to quit smoking, Layla had it extremely hard for him not too. He was truly convinced that not taking even a single puff, that he was seriously going to murder Layla. He didn't understand what she wanted, he didn't get it
As he thought about all of this, he took a few small puffs and wondering about Layla's intentions and desires. Why was Layla returning after all these years? What did she want from him and especially, what did she want from his husband
After he was lost in thoughts and smoking all of his cigarettes for nearly half an hour, Taehyung sighed and thought it was time to go back inside just in case Jungkook woke up out of nowhere
Sighing once more, he threw of his cigarettes in the fire and extinguished it with a flower pot filled with water. Once he quietly walked back into his house with waking up his family, he poured himself a glass of wine before going back his sleeping husband
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Fanfiction[ Sequel to Infatuated Passion ] At this point Taehyung everything he's ever wanted: a loving husband, two beautiful children, a fulfilling job. However, what when Taehyung's past comes to haunt him? What occurs when secrets from the past reveal the...
