Only On Paper [ K.TH FF]

Chapter Nine

Stepping out of the car, the first thing that caught my attention was a big logo of Taehyung's company, 'VGrande'. The building was like a skyscraper and I couldn't help but gawk at it.

'So, Wooju's brother works here?'

Since I was here, the thought of meeting Taehyung provoked a nervous contemplation. I didn't know where his office was, but of course it would be easy to find since it was his company after all.

But I can't meet him in front of Wooju and Jimin. I wouldn't  want them to misunderstand.

Before I knew it, I was already being pulled inside.
"I could just wait out-", she cut me off saying,
" You can wait in the lounge."

Jimin followed us inside, chuckling at how I was being manhandled by stubborn Wooju.

The whole atmosphere inside was so sophisticated and I gasped looking at the stylish interior. The employees looked like they were models in formal wear. It didn't look like a workplace at all. Wooju's stilettoes clanked against the marbled floor commanding everyone's attention to us as we entered inside.

"Oppa is in the HR department right now. He'll meet us in the lounge.", Wooju told us, after checking her phone.

"Or we could just go to his office? His wife might be there", Jimin gave a smug smile.

"Why are you so hellbent on meeting her?", Wooju laughed at him as Jimin gave an annoyed expression.

"Your brother works in the HR department?", I enquired.

"What? No! He owns the whole company.", she exclaimed.

"Kim Taehyung is your brother?!", I yelled in shock.

"Yeah. You know him?"

'I don't just know him. He's my husband!'

My first instinct was to run away from there but the fact that Taehyung had a family and that too, a big one, stupefied me. Why did he lie back then? He said he only had a grandmother.

"Oh, he's here.", Jimin announced, as we turned to see Taehyung walking towards us. He looked so attractive in his navy blue suit. Jimin and Wooju rushed to embrace him in a hug while I stood back staring at the spectacle.

'Why would he hide the fact that he has a family?', my thoughts were running havoc.

Taehyung had his boxy smile plastered on his face as he greeted them, something that I never get to witness.

It wasn't long before he noticed me. I saw shock and anger get registered in his face. He must have been shocked, even I am, but why did he look so furious?
He approached me slowly and I could see he was trying to control his anger.

"Oh, Tae-oppa. She's my friend from college, Kim Eunhye.", Wooju said, introducing the two people who were married.

"Hello, nice to meet you.", I smiled, acting along.

I didn't want to create a scene there. He didn't reply but continued glaring at me. Unable to hold the intensity of his sharp glare, my eyes fluttered and focused on the paintings that adorned the walls of the lounge.

"Taehyung-ah, when will you let us meet your lovely wife, man?", Jimin playfully punched his arms.
His fists were clenched and I just hoped they didn't notice the awkwardness between me and Taehyung.

"I think you've already seen her Jimin-ah.", Taehyung frowned. He looked terrifying and I felt I should run away before he explodes.

"It's getting late for me. I should leave.", I spoke up interrupting their conversation.

"Eunhye-sshi, let me drive you-", Jimin insisted.

"Its fine, thank you. I will manage. Bye.", I said, sending a tight smile towards Wooju before scurrying away.

I will confront him when I get home. I should be the one angry here, not him.

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It took me sometime to find a bus stop but I reached home somehow. It was already dusk as the sky gleamed in a pinkish hue. Would Taehyung be home?

I didn't see his car in the driveway and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked so furious at me back at his company and I didn't even know why.

"I'm home", I called out to Martha, who must be busy in the kitchen since she didn't reply like she usually did.

I headed straight to my room. Well, it was Taehyung's room actually but I have been using it by myself since I got here. If he didn't want to share a room with me, he should have just let me stay in one of the guest rooms. I wouldn't have minded since this marriage was just an obligation.

I locked the door after getting in, while taking off my coat. Suddenly I was pushed towards the door with a bang.

"Who the hell do you think you are!", Taehyung yelled at me as he shoved me roughly against the door. A sharp pain pierced through the expanse of my back, making we wince. Before I could say anything, he grabbed my arms with such strength that it hurt.

"You are hurting me, Taehyung-sshi.", I scowled. I struggled to get free but his grip got stronger. There was pure rage in his eyes.

"How dare you try to act as my f*cking wife!", he roared in fury.

"What do you mean?", I said, trying to push him away from me.

"Don't act all innocent! I know sluts like you. It hasn't even been a month and you come showing off your wife status at my office!", he barked.

I was startled at the way he addressed me. A 'slut'?

"It wasn't my intention. It was just a coincidence.", I cried out in pain as I felt my wrists getting twisted.

"Shut up, you lying bitch! I bought you to be a pathetic, disgusting excuse of a wife. Don't try to act otherwise.", He spat out in disgust. I was on the verge of tears. I am not this weak but his harsh words affected me.

"Bo-ought m-me?", I stammered.

"You should ask your sorry excuse of a grandmother!"

I was confused and hurt. What does he mean, he bought me? He let me go and I collapsed on the floor. My legs felt weak and numb.

"You are only a name. So stay out of my way."

"Gold-digging slut.", He cursed under his breath but I heard it.
It was only when I heard the door slam shut that I broke down into tears. Call me naive or emotional but I have never been treated so abusively in my life and I have never been called a slut.

'Lying bitch' ? 'Gold-digging slut'? How low does he think of me? And why? What did I do?

That was the day I felt his loathing for me, for the first time. And it wasn't the last.

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A/N:
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