"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her." sighed Taehyung as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.
Meet 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐦, 𝚊 𝚙𝚞...
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She stood up with her bowl, where the utensil was passed to the maid before she was led back to Taehyung’s room. When the long length of the dining table was cleared by the maids, all of them left before the last one closed the doors behind her leaving the father and son in there by themselves.
❝That was quite rude of what you said to Fleurance, Tae,❞ Taehyung’s father spoke, his red eyes looking at his son whose eyes finally decided to move to look back.
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