"Revenge is an act of passion, vengeance of justice. Injuries are revenged; crimes are avenged." — Samuel Johnson
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Y/n's Pov:
Striding with my heels, I entered the lavish party. Many male and female entrepreneurs were present. Now, all smiling faces seem like masks to me.
I felt an arm near my waist and my breath hitched.
"You don't seem well."
I turned my head at his deep voice and smiled awkwardly. I stepped back. "I am fine. Don't worry, Tae"
I removed his hand swiftly. It's not like I hate his touch. It's just I don't like getting touched at all. The only time I let someone touch me was the day of my marriage with Jungkook where we shared a passionate kiss. Forget it!
Taehyung handed me a glass of juice and smiled, "Don't drink today."
I accepted returning the smile. "Aishh! Just one glass." Taehyung shook his head and took a seat near me. I was looking at the couple dancing on the stage. All of them were wearing face masks. I don't get the idea behind these tactics. Are they hiding their faces or their intentions or perhaps both?
"Y/n, I will be back in a while."
I nodded as Taehyung left. It was a grand party at an expensive hotel in Bangkok, Thailand. Jin Oppa told me to attend as there will be some business deals. He didn't come and sent Taehyung with me. It was a long journey where I was sleeping all the time haunted by the nightmares of Jungkook. But they are not real.
I sighed and drew some deep breaths.
I believe in what I see, not in the shadows he hides behind.
"Looks like this beauty is alone."
I was startled by the deep voice and turned my head to see a tall and charming guy standing near my chair as I was watching the dance.
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