Twenty Four

Chapter Twenty Nine

*Hope's POV*

My body seated on the leather couch, my eyes wander around the room.
Everything looks so new and modern.
Good thing I like purple, almost all of his decorations are purple.
Since I'm probably stuck here for the next few months might as well make it feel like home. I start to unpack and decorate.

I spend the next week on my own, Taehyung's been busy with business things.

On Tuesday, Taehyung visits me.
*ding*
I open the door.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"What? Am I not allowed to visit my girlfriend?" He mocks.

"Go away," I teasingly close the door.

"I'm kidding," he chuckles.

I swing open the door again.
"Okay what's up?" I let him in.

He seats himself in the living room.

"How are you liking the place?" He asks.

"Get to the point please," I start to get annoyed.

"Ok ok, you know that we're leaving for Beijing tomorrow right?"

I nod.

"What are you wearing for the event?" He asks.

"Well, I don't have much. I'm just praying that my closet will have a dress."

"That's not assuring,
"Come with me," he stands up.

"Whoa where are we going?" I ask.

"Shopping."

I quickly go change into a pair of ripped jeans and pink oversized shirt.

We load into Taehyung's car as it leads us to the mall.

We end up at Daejeon mall, the very tall mall.

"Been here before?" He asks as we get off the car.

"Yes, we came here to shop for Hobi's birthday presents."

As we walk into the mall, heads turn towards Taehyung and some even take their phones out to take pictures. He's almost treated like a star. Either they recognize him or they just find him handsome which I learned happens a lot.

"Hold my hand," he grits between his teeth.

"No."

"Hold my hand," he whispers again.

I shake my head.

Out of force, he grabs my hand and pull me to the elevator that I didn't even know existed the last time I was here.

Once the elevator door closes he speaks.
"You need to cooperate with me," he says.

"Couples don't always hold hands."

Once the door opens again, we appear on the top level. The expensive brands.
"Taehyung, I can't afford things here," I protest.

"Who said you were paying?" He continues walking.

"Like I said before, I don't want to use your money."

He turns towards me.
"Just let me, this event is the Chow institution event. They're the biggest company in China, it's the biggest business event of the year. You can't just wear a dress from any cheap brands," he explains.

"Fine," I follow him.

He leads me to Dior.
"What style of dresses do you prefer?" He asks.