"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her." sighed Taehyung as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.
Meet 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐦, 𝚊 𝚙𝚞...
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Taehyung, who had finished meeting with the magistrate of the two towns away from them, travelled back through his own carriage which was pulled by the four black horses attached to the front of the carriage he was in. The rain poured down from the heavens which seemed less likely from the heavens but from hell with the force it fell on the ground and the roof of the carriage.
The coachman wore the raincoat to cover and protect himself from the oncoming rain, his face wearing something similar to the glass which prevented the rain from getting into his eyes and hindering his sight.
Taehyung looked outside the little window of his carriage. His dark red eyes gazed out but he wasn't looking at anything in particular. The rain seemed to have reminded him of something, one side of his lips pulling up from the corner of his lips at the thought. Though he had spent many good years of his in Bonelake the rain was something he had never gotten used to. Maybe it was since his family before relocating to Bonelake used to live in Wovile. A place where there was a good amount of sun.
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