When someone is beside you but not yours, it's like having something so close yet so far. It's a feeling of having them around, yet not truly belonging to you. It's like holding on to a delicate flower that might slip away at any moment. You cherish...
The maid said, "He just hmmed as he adjusted his necktie and left."
After the maids brought them food, he came to the dining table for breakfast. He took his phone and started going through emails and his schedule. One of his friends, Jimin, called him.
|On call|
Jimin: You are correct, Mr. Choi is the one who provides the police with the information about us.
?: Kill Him!
Jimin: But--
?:No, But just kill him.
Jimin: Alright.
|Call end|
•*•Taehyung pov•*•
People who lie close to me are hated by me. As the Mafiya king of the underworld from the outside world, my name is Kim Taehyung. I have held the position of CEO of several national companies.
~AT OFFICE~
I have a lot of meetings today. I also have to put off doing things with the Mafiya.
Jimin: Taehyung, Actually-
I asked him after he was silent for a while.
Taehyung: Jimin, what happened?
Jimin: He escaped.
I yelled at him after he said it.
Taehyung: What?
Jimin: Additionally, he acted as a spy for your uncle's group by attacking Suga Hyung. Nuray had been with him at that time.
My blood boiled with rage as soon as he said that. Dare you to come near my family?
Taehyung: Fuck.. I believe that Mr. Choi is wishing for his demise. Who would dare to touch my hyung? I am going to show him the real hell today.
Jimin asked me after I yelled in frustration.
Jimin: Taehyung, what ought to I do at this point?
I give him a quick glance, give it some thought, and then push him.
Taehyung: Give a call to Jung Kook; he will handle the remaining matters.
Jimin: Alright.
He nodded in understanding, a smirk appearing on his face as he followed my next move.
~Meanwhile~
•°•Y/F/N POV•°•
A few quiet sobs caught my attention as I was wiping down my serving table. The cafe was empty when I looked around in confusion, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.
Following the sound, I discovered a cute little girl, maybe 5 or 6 years old, hiding under the table. I approached the young girl and spoke.
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