*This chapter contains violence, mention of abuse, strong language and several traumas, read it with precautions or you may skip the scenes which are sensitive for normal mindsets.*
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Taehyung's POV
She stares up at me with wide eyes before pushing me away, which made my eyes darken. "Did you check my backpack?" Her face held horror, anger, and disbelief.
I chuckled. "I don't step in your personal space, Aster."
"Then how do you know what was written in it?" She glared at me, but her orbs held nervousness when I grabbed a nearby gun before looking at her.
"wild guess. Whoever it was, he won't write rainbows and sunshine about how gorgeous you are despite being my dog. Besides, if I wanted to snatch someone, I would have manipulated their brain where it's weak." I shrugged while talking towards her.
Her breath hitches, she stared at me stiffly when I rub the tip on my gun gently again her jaw. "Let's talk about why you hide such things from me." I asked, void of usual warmth. If she thinks I will take such things lightly then she is wrong.
"I didn't hide it." She looked away, making me scoff. sliding tip on my gun under her chin and raise her head.
"Look at me." I command taking step further until her body crushed between me and Armor table behind us. Her throat wobble, eyes held panic when they meet as her hands pressed on my hard chest, holding my vest in fist instead of pushing me away.
The action that made my gaze soften but the rage in my head made my jaw clenched. "If you have to spy on me, do that with your own little brain, not after getting trapped under someone else's manipulation." I muttered sharply, watching the startled expressions she had like deer caught in headlights.
She is so naive to not realise each and every call I did when I was countries away from her was with the hope, single hope that she will take a step ahead and tell me about the flowers and notes.
"I wasn't spying on you. I couldn't help but get distracted by those notes and wanted to know what does it mean. You too hide thing from me. why didn't you tell me those bouquet I used to get every week in my house were not sent by you?" she accused with same rage but her chin wobble to control herself from crying.
I bite my inner cheek to not snapped and scoff. "What you did with information of getting to know you have stalker, honey?"
