MAFIA LOVE ENG. Vers ( TAEGI )

26

A man in a monochrome room is now sitting back in his oversized chair. His eyes were closed, and his hand was holding his cell phone with a small smile growing.

"It's been a year, huh..." he muttered, unable to believe that the doll had lived with him for so long.

He opened his eyes, then looked at the cellphone screen which showed the face of his sleeping sweet one.

"I miss you, I want to hug you, stroke you with my rough hands, doll," he said adoringly, but a second later he chuckled in annoyance.

If these white papers didn't call him, then it was certain that he would spend time with his sweet one at the mansion. It's been a week but the papers haven't decreased, but instead have increased more and more. He really wanted to tear it up and burn it until there was nothing left, but unfortunately it had value.

He could no longer stand the feeling of longing that was increasingly shackling him.

"Wait for me, as soon as possible I will finish this," he whispered, stroking the screen of his cell phone as if what he was stroking was the sweet one chubby cheek.

While he was enjoying looking at his sweet one, the door to his room opened and Namjoon appeared carrying another file which made him chuckle again in annoyance,

"Why does it keep increasing?"

"I don't know, just do it, don't fuss too much!" answered Namjoon, keeping a pile of files on his younger brother's desk.

The man with the dimple stretched his muscles, walked towards the coffee maker in the corner of the room to make coffee. He knocked on the table to wait, then turned to Taehyung.

"Do you miss him?"

"No," answered the tan man, without looking up because he was focused on analyzing the file his brother had just brought.

Meanwhile, Namjoon, who heard the answer groaned, he didn't miss him? Tch! What a liar.

"Tae?"

"Tsk! what else?" Taehyung replied, looking annoyed at Namjoon who was now sitting on the table with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Didn't we feel safe this year? I mean, um...no interference or anything"

Taehyung didn't answer, his mind was racing because that had been his question for the past few days. Everything felt normal, there was no interference from any group which made it a little strange.

Golden, the mafia group doesn't usually keep quiet like this. They didn't mess around like usual which made him worried.

"Isn't that good? In fact, this is an opportunity for our group to freely send goods abroad," said Taehyung

"It's good, but somehow I feel strange. You know for yourself what the nature of other groups is like."

Taehyung nodded, confirming his older brother's words. Another group is very ambitious about overthrowing the mafia organization. They even openly threw a knife at his neck, so that Victoria would fall and switch to another hand. But all of that failed, none of it succeeded because Taehyung always turned things around.

"Please tighten security at the mansion, I'm afraid he will attack the mansion suddenly" said Taehyung

"Arraseo, I will contact Hoseok later"

"Can you just order them directly?" Taehyung asked, bringing a confused frown to Namjoon's forehead.

"Wae? wouldn't it be easier if hoseok managed it?"