His Devious Love✓(Book 1)

Forty

Taehyung sat on the edge of his bed, his hands clasped tightly together as he stared blankly at the floor. The events of the evening played over and over in his mind like a relentless loop, each moment etched with sharp clarity.

Annie's face, lit by the soft glow of the streetlights in the rain, her eyes clouded with intoxication. The feel of her lips against his, warm and uncertain, a fleeting touch that now felt heavy with consequence.

He hadn't planned to kiss her.

It had been a spontaneous impulse, a rush of emotions he hadn't anticipated.

Bringing her back to his home had seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

When he pulled away from the kiss she rested her head on his shoulder falling half asleep.

He couldn't take her to her home. He didn't know which home was her and above that he couldn't just barg in someone's house with a drunk girl.

What if her neighbours see her and make dirty assumptions about her.

Having no option at that time, he brought her to his apartment.

Her head lolling against the seat as she drifted into a restless sleep.

He carried her inside the house in his arms and layed her on the bed.

Her clothes were totally wet but he didn't have courage to change them..he just covered her in a duvet and left from the room.

Now, she was in the guest room, her form peaceful in repose. Taehyung sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair.

He shouldn't have kissed her.

She was vulnerable, and he was supposed to be the responsible one.

But in that moment, all rational thought had fled.

He rubbed his temples, trying to quiet the turmoil in his mind.

Why did he kiss her?
Did he have feelings for her that he hadn't acknowledged?

Or was it merely a mistake, driven by the circumstances of the night?

The sound of rain against the window provided a steady rhythm to his thoughts. He glanced at the clock - past midnight, yet sleep eluded him.

He couldn't shake the guilt and confusion that gnawed at him. Annie trusted him, and he had betrayed that trust.

Standing up slowly, Taehyung walked to the window and stared out at the rain-soaked streets.

The city seemed to be asleep, oblivious to the storm raging inside him. He wished he could turn back time, undo the kiss, erase the doubt that now clouded his perception of their relationship.

In the guest room, Annie stirred slightly, murmuring jungkook's name in her sleep.

Taehyung's heart twisted with regret. He had to make things right, to clarify his feelings and understand hers. But first, he needed to confront the truth within himself ,about why he had kissed her and what it meant for both of them.

With a determined sigh, he turned away from the window. Tomorrow, he would talk to her, apologize if necessary, and face whatever consequences came their way.

Tonight, however, he would wrestle with his thoughts and hope to find clarity in the midst of this storm.

"Mr. Jeon " Lily approached jungkook at the bar area.

"Ready for leave ?" She asked , he nodded his head sipping the drink.

After some time They left from the party with changmin.