Jimin Protectors ' Book 1 '

Chapter 97 '✅'

Author's POV:

Two exhausting days had passed since Yun Hee began working under Taehyung's iron fist. Each hour felt like an eternity as she struggled to endure his harsh treatment, but the crushing weight of her father's debt left her with no other choice. The money from this job was her only lifeline. Never in her sheltered life had anyone spoken to her with such coldness, but she forced herself to adapt, swallowing her pride with each passing moment.

A desperate plan began forming in her mind - perhaps if she could somehow make him happier, he might treat her with a shred of kindness. She convinced herself that her constant mistakes were the fuel feeding his relentless anger.

Through the transparent glass wall, Yun Hee's eyes found Taehyung hunched over a mountain of files, his shoulders tense with concentration. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and exhaustion seemed to radiate from every line of his body. Despite the bitter feelings she held toward him, she couldn't deny the strange attraction he possessed when absorbed in his work. In those quiet moments, he looked almost vulnerable - like a lost soul wandering through an endless maze. The contradiction confused her deeply: how could someone who appeared so heavenly, so angelic in his beauty, carry such cruelty in his heart?

Her thoughts swirled with concern as she noticed that he hadn't left his office since morning .

Yun Hee: "He hasn't even stepped out of his office for lunch, hasn't ordered anything to eat. Should I order something for him? I am his secretary, after all. Taking care of his basic needs is part of my job, right?"

Without allowing herself time to second-guess the decision, Yun Hee quickly placed a lunch order, her heart racing with nervousness .

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When the delivery arrived, she approached his office door with trembling hands, her knuckles barely making contact with the wood as she knocked softly. She waited, holding her breath, remembering this was one of the few rules she had managed to memorize clearly.

Taehyung: "Come in."

His voice cut through the silence like a blade, cold and detached. He didn't even grace her with a glance, his eyes remaining fixed on the documents before him.

Yun Hee stepped inside hesitantly, her feet moving as quietly as possible across the polished floor.

Yun Hee: "Sir..."

When he finally lifted his head from the file, she extended her arm with careful precision, presenting the food she had thoughtfully ordered.

Yun Hee: "You... you haven't had lunch, so I ordered this for you."

Her voice was barely above a whisper, filled with hope that this small gesture might somehow bridge the gap between them.

Taehyung's expression darkened immediately, frustration flashing across his features like lightning.

Taehyung: "How many times do I need to tell you? Don't overstep your boundaries! I didn't ask for your help. It is not your job to take care of my food. For God's sake, grow up and learn your role here!"

His words hit her like physical blows, each syllable designed to wound. This time, the dam holding back her emotions finally burst. Unable to contain her tears any longer, Yun Hee looked at him with a mixture of fear and deep humiliation swimming in her eyes. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks as she carefully placed the food on the floor and collapsed beside it, drawing her knees to her chest in a protective embrace. Her sobs echoed through the office, raw and heartbreaking.. Like a child who doesn't care where to let his emotion's out ..

Taehyung froze in his chair, his body going rigid as her cries filled the space between them. An unexpected and unwelcome pang pierced his heart, leaving him completely unprepared for the wave of emotion that crashed over him.