𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 |•𝐤𝐭𝐡

Chapter 8

Yn and eunwoo were discussing or you can say gossiping about kim Taehyung.

"You know he is so cold, and gives us a lot of work" Eunwoo said and sighed heavily.

"Is that so?" Yn asked.

"Yeah and you know he has fired so many employees for not doing their work properly. He doesn't even want a single mistake"

"What would happen to me then??" She said biting her nails in nervousness.

"You wo-"

"MR CHA AND MISS YN!!" Someone said from behind.

They both flinched hard and slowly turned around, only to find KIM TAEHYUNG standing at the door, his eyes sharp and unyielding, like daggers piercing through them.

"S-Sir," Yn stuttered, her voice trembling as she and Eunwoo stood up hastily.

Taehyung folded his arms, his jaw clenched tightly. "MISS YN AND MR. CHA EUNWOO, MEET ME IN MY OFFICE. NOW," he barked, his thunderous voice echoing across the floor, making everyone freeze in place. Without waiting for a response, he turned on his heel and walked away.

Yn gulped, exchanging nervous glances with Eunwoo, who was already trembling.

"What should w-we do now?" Yn whispered, her voice shaky.

"I... I'm so sorry, Yn," Eunwoo mumbled, guilt evident on his face.

"It's not just your fault. I shouldn't have responded either," Yn said, trying to comfort him despite her own nerves.

"But I started it-"

"Hey, stop blaming yourself. It's both our responsibility," she assured him, managing a small smile despite her anxiety.

"You're too kind," Eunwoo said, his shoulders relaxing a bit.

Their moment was interrupted by Wonyoung rushing toward them. "Mr. Kim looks furious. You better hurry!" she warned before disappearing into the corridor.

They quickly made their way to Taehyung's office, their hearts pounding in sync. After knocking, they heard his cold, sharp voice.

"Come in."

They stepped inside hesitantly. Taehyung was seated behind his desk, his dark eyes locked on them.

"Explain," he demanded, leaning forward, his tone low and threatening.

Eunwoo stepped up immediately. "Sir, it was my fault. I was talking too much. Yn wasn't involved; she was just doing her work," he confessed bravely.

Taehyung's lips curled into a smirk that didn't reach his eyes. "Oh, so you think I'm blind? Or perhaps a fool?"

Yn, unable to control her frustration, mumbled under her breath, "Yes, of course."

Taehyung's head snapped up, his eyes narrowing. "What was that, Miss Yn?"

Yn's eyes widened as she realized he had heard her. She fumbled for words but failed miserably.

Taehyung leaned back, his smirk deepening. "Fine. Mr. Cha, since you've taken responsibility, you may leave."

Eunwoo gave Yn a worried look but nodded reluctantly. "I'm sorry," he whispered before leaving the room.

Taehyung's attention now fully turned to Yn. "Miss Yn," he said slowly, standing up and walking toward her.

She stepped back instinctively, her heart racing.

"What exactly did you mumble earlier?" he asked, his voice dangerously low.