Chapter 8

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As Taehyung lay beside Jeon, he turned his head slightly, looking up at him with a curious expression. "Jeon, should I call you master, sir, or something else?"

Jeon let out a genuine laugh, something Taehyung hadn't heard often. "What the fuck, Tae, don't be ridiculous," he said, his chuckling slowly fading. "Just call me Jeon. That's enough."

Taehyung shrugged, a playful glint in his eyes. "I was just asking."

Jeon glanced at him, a smirk pulling at his lips. "What are you really curious about, Taehyung?"

"Well, for starters... what exactly do you do? I mean, I have no idea what a mafia boss even does on a day-to-day basis. What are your actual duties?"

Jeon leaned back, considering how much he wanted to reveal. "It's... a bit of everything. Overseeing territories, managing my men, negotiating deals, ensuring security, handling business assets... it's more paperwork and people management than the movies would lead you to believe."

"So you don't do drugs, narcotics, organ trading, or anything?" Taehyung asked, genuinely curious.

Jeon raised an eyebrow, giving him a bemused look. "You do watch some crazy movies, don't you?"

"How else would we know about these things? We're just poor, uninformed people," Taehyung teased, his eyes sparkling.

Jeon chuckled. "Alright, Mr. 'Uninformed,' then I've got some duties lined up for you. You'll work from home, but Jimin will go over everything with you. It's nothing too complicated."

"You really trust me enough to bring me into your business?" Taehyung asked with a hint of amusement in his voice. "You barely know me."

Jeon's eyes narrowed as he leaned in closer, his voice low and steady. "Let me remind you, Taehyung, I own you. I'm your official guardian now. You're part of my world, whether you like it or not."

Taehyung paused, a faint smile on his face as he changed the topic, "Are Jimin, Hoseok, and Yoongi... a couple?"

Jeon looked at him, smirking. "Couple means two, Tae. There are three of them."

"I know, and you know exactly what I meant," Taehyung replied, nudging Jeon's arm lightly.

"Yes, they are. How did you figure it out?"

Taehyung shrugged, his voice soft. "Just good at observing, Jeon. After all, how else would the heartless mafia boss end up lying casually next to me—not to mention, casually speaking and laughing?"

Jeon shook his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Alright, shut that mouth and get some sleep."

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, surprise flickering across his face. "You're actually going to sleep here with me without doing it?"

Jeon's gaze softened, catching Taehyung off guard. "Why so surprised?"

"Because... you left me alone on the first night, and others have told me that you never care," Taehyung said quietly, his tone holding a hint of vulnerability. "Being alone at night makes me crazy," he added. 

Jeon paused, letting the silence settle for a moment before he spoke. "I won't do that again; I don't know why, but as you said, you truly are special to me," he murmured, a silent promise lingering in his words. 

Taehyung stood up and crawled down, touching the thing he wouldn't have touched and they slept only after 2 hours until the lion Taehyung awakened and felt somewhat satisfied. 

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"So, you're going to China for three weeks?" Taehyung asked, his tone casual but with a hint of something more. Taehyung sat in Jeon's study; he was focused on the papers Jimin had given him, studying each responsibility carefully when Jeon announced his trip to China. It threw him off for a moment.

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