Million Dollar Date | k.th.

{Thirty-Seven}

Fifteen hours later, and a drive through the city to take Jungkook home, Sierra and Taehyung arrived at his penthouse. Sierra was in awe of Taehyung's place but too tired at the moment to tell him how much.

"Finally, here," Taehyung mumbled as he looked into Sierra's restless eyes. As the valet carried their luggage into his room, Taehyung hugged Sierra close. "Let me run you a bath," he whispered into her hair.

Sierra nodded as Taehyung took her hand and led her into the bedroom. As she glanced around, a subtle smile warmed her lips, soaking in the atmosphere and intrigued at the fact that it wasn't what she expected. She paced slowly behind him as he ran water in the porcelain tub that stood alone in a section of his bathroom. Sierra's eyes widened at the elaborate décor throughout it. Taehyung noticed her stare and smiled.

"What?" He asked.

Sierra shook her head. "Nothing. It's just..."

"Too playboy for you?" Taehyung smirked.

Sierra grinned. "No, quite the opposite. You have a beautiful home."

Taehyung walked over to Sierra smiling and hugged her close to him, "beautiful enough to have you here, hm?"

Sierra's heart raced from this, wondering if Taehyung was giving more thought to a future for them. "M-Me here?"

Taehyung quirked his brow but remained silent on Sierra's question. He leaned in, kissing her soft and slow on her already parted lips. Closing his eyes, he allowed himself to savor in the flow of her lips to his while his heart rate spike. With one hand resting on the small of her back, the other crawls to her curly tresses, fingers getting lost in them.

Sierra elicited out a soft moan as she gripped onto Taehyung, pulling him closer as if it was possible. Though tired, his touch awoke other urges inside her, pushing sleep to the bottom of her needs. "Join me." She whispered on his lips as the idea stirred a fever in her.

"Of course, Miss Harper."

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The next afternoon, Sierra woke up from what felt like a year of sleep. It's been some time since she's had to adjust to the time difference, and jet lag was hitting her harder than she expected. She glanced over at Taehyung, who was still asleep and smiled at how innocent he seemed.

"Not even close." She mumbled at her thought.

Shifting inside her luggage as quietly as possible, she pulled out something comfortable to wear and tied her curls into a high bun. She slipped out into the kitchen and over to the fridge.

"Wait, he just came back. There is no way he has any food." Sierra mumbled as her hand rested on the handle of the fridge door. "Perhaps I can order something for us." She turned around to grab her phone from the bedroom and met a pair of seething eyes.

Sierra's brows hiked, instantly reading the energy from the young woman standing on the other side of her. The curious lady, however, shifted in her stance, and a realization came to her.

"No fucking way." She uttered.

Sierra's eyes wandered around her before falling back onto the woman. "I'm not sure I'm following."

The stranger moved closer, eyes not leaving Sierra's. "You're her, aren't you?"

Sierra's lips parted to answer, but she held back instead, still wondering who she could be. Taehyung wouldn't have just a random woman at his house, would he?

"I'm Minah, Taehyung's sister. Are you Sierra?" She asked, moving even closer and now standing next to Sierra in the kitchen.

Taehyung's sister? He said he was an only child. Sierra remembered one of the many conversations they held after a moment of passion. "His uh..."