MAFIA'S WIFE | kim taehyung

PART 34

Author's pov:

"Are you sure you want this, Ella?" Jane asked, and Yn smiled and nodded. 

"If he could leave me for my happiness five years ago, why can't I leave my job just for his happiness?" She questioned, Jane was deep in thought. 

"Do you want to be a housewife for him?" Jane asked, dissatisfied with her decision, and yn chuckled and placed her hands on her shoulder. 

"If he wants that, I will do anything to heal his heart. Jane, I missed out on five years of cherishing them. Now I will not do anything that he does not like." Jane simply shook her head as Yn spoke. 

"You are whipped for him Ella," yn smiled and hugged her one final time. Ella proceeded to review her retirement documents. She wanted Ella to be more successful, but family comes first. 

Jane's phone rang; she looked at the caller ID and sighed, 'eunwoo'. 

Time skip: 

Just as Taehyung was going to open the door, he noticed someone else had already opened it. He sighed as he took in the figure in front of him. As he was ready to leave, yn grabbed his wrist. 

"Are you still upset?" she inquired. He did not respond and looked at her coldly. 

She expected him to say something, but all he did was look at her with that stinging gaze that made her heart ache. No matter how cold Taehyung is, he is a completely different person around her. 

She hugged him tightly, burying her face against his chest. Her long, slender arms circled around his waist.

"I am sorry, Tae. Please forgive me. I will do anything you say, anything you want, but please do not give me this cold shoulder, it hurts too much," she said, he sighed and patted her head, caressing her back. 

"It hurts me too," her eyes welled up at his words; she understands exactly what he means. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she broke the hug, cupping his cheeks. Thank God, she was wearing heels and reaching to his shoulder. 

"I know I am at fault, but give me one chance; I will be the best wife. Just talk to me, I can not take it anymore," she said, crying, his heart clenched, unable to see her in tears. 

His heart once again betrayed him, and he drew her closer to him. Attaching his soft pink lips to her lips, she was taken aback by his sudden move but gradually kissed him back at his pace. 

She placed her hands on his nape, and he picked her up securely, wrapping her legs around his waist with one hand supporting her back and the other her nape. They did not stop kissing. He walked towards the sofa, took her in his arms, and lay down with her. Increasing her heart rate

After a few seconds, he breaks the kiss by kissing her neck and giving hickeys on her collarbones.

"My heart always betrays me when I see you yn; no matter how much you break me, just your one glance is enough to heal it one by one." 

Both were deeply engrossed in each other's eyes, with him attacking her lips and kissing her affectionately. Trying to express her love and affection for him. 

"I love you," her three words were enough to make him happy in his heart, so he smiled broadly and pecked her lips. 

"I love you more than you do, baby," he admitted. Their clothes were soon scattered on the floor, but by nightfall, they were reunited once again.

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"Fuck," she muttered under her breath when she was tightly close to him; he chuckled, pecking her lips.