A Love so far (Taehyung ff)

42) contract reminder

Taehyung's eyes were fixed on his computer screen, his mind racing with thoughts of Yn's betrayal. He had been working non-stop all day, trying to distract himself from the pain and anger that threatened to consume him.
His employees tiptoed around him, scared of his unpredictable behavior. Manager Kang tried to intervene, but even he was met with Taehyung's wrath.
"Sir, maybe you should take a break," Manager Kang suggested, trying to reason with him.
But Taehyung wouldn't listen. He was determined to keep working, to keep his mind off Yn.
As the day wore on, Taehyung's anger only intensified. He shouted at employees for minor mistakes, his patience wearing thin.
One employee, a young woman, accidentally spilled coffee on a report. Taehyung's reaction was immediate.
"How could you be so careless?" he thundered, his face red with rage.
The woman trembled, tears welling up in her eyes. "I-I'm sorry, sir."
Taehyung's anger was relentless. He continued to berate the woman, his words cutting deep.
Manager Kang tried to intervene again, but Taehyung was unstoppable.
Finally, after hours of non-stop work, Taehyung stormed out of the office. His employees breathed a collective sigh of relief as he left.
But Taehyung's anger was far from over. He was determined to confront Yn, to find out why she had betrayed him. He was ready to unleash his full fury on her.

Taehyung stumbled into the VIP room, his vision blurry from the alcohol. The woman led him to the bed, and he collapsed onto it, pulling her down with him. He kissed her fiercely, biting her lip, but it wasn't the same. It didn't feel like Yn's soft lips, didn't taste like her sweet mouth. He was trying to fill the void, to replace Yn with this stranger, but it wasn't working.
He removed the woman's clothes, leaving her in her lingerie, but his desire was waning. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was betraying Yn, that this was wrong. He was using this woman, trying to erase Yn from his mind, but it wasn't possible.
Just as he was hesitating, his phone rang, shrill in the silence. Taehyung's heart skipped a beat as he saw Yn's name flashing on the screen. Suddenly, he was sober, his senses snapping back into focus. He felt a wave of guilt wash over him, followed by a surge of adrenaline.
He pushed away from the woman, his eyes wide with horror. "No, no, no," he muttered, stumbling backward. He grabbed his phone and rushed out of the room, leaving the woman confused and alone.
Taehyung burst out of the club, gasping for air. He felt like he had been punched in the gut, like all the wind had been knocked out of him. He looked around, trying to get his bearings, and saw the neon lights of the club sign blurring together.
He took a deep breath, trying to clear his head. He knew he had to get out of there, to get away from the temptation and the guilt. He hailed a taxi and jumped in, not knowing where he was going, just knowing he had to get away.

Yn's hands trembled as she dialed Taehyung's number, her mind racing with uncertainty. She had seen his missed calls, and James had told her about the earlier call, but she had no idea what to say to him. It had been four months since they last spoke, four months of silence and tension.
As the phone rang, Yn's anxiety grew. What would she say to him? Would he even want to talk to her? The thought of his anger and hurt made her stomach twist into knots.
When Taehyung finally answered, Yn hesitated, unsure of how to begin. "Taehyung?" she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
There was a pause on the other end, and for a moment, Yn wondered if he would even speak to her. But then, his voice came through, rough and guarded. "Yn."
Yn's words were met with Taehyung's anger, his voice shouting through the phone. "Don't ever call me again!" he yelled, the venom in his tone making Yn's heart sink.
She tried to defend herself, explaining that he had called her first, but Taehyung's next words cut her off. "Contract women like you have no right to call me," he spat, the phrase "contract woman" echoing in Yn's mind like a curse.
Suddenly, the memories of their time together came flooding back. Taehyung's gentle kisses, his tender touch, it all seemed like a lie now. Yn realized that it was all a facade, a performance to keep up the charade of their marriage.
The distance between them was growing, and Yn felt like she was losing her grip on reality. She thought of the way Taehyung had held her, kissed her, before departing for India. It was all a ruse, a way to keep her in line.
Yn's heart ached as she understood the truth. Taehyung never loved her, never wanted her. She was just a means to an end, a contract woman to fulfill his obligations.
The phone call ended, and Yn was left standing alone, the silence deafening. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of despair, the weight of Taehyung's words crushing her.
As she stood there, frozen in pain, Yn knew that she had to confront the reality of her situation. She was trapped in a loveless marriage, bound by a contract that meant nothing to Taehyung.
With a heavy heart, Yn began to walk away, the distance between her and Taehyung growing with each step. She knew that she had to find a way out, to break free from the shackles of their loveless marriage.