Louder and louder.
The voices seemed to fade into nothing , yet somehow they were pounding into his skull. Taehyung had his eyes focused on the glass table since the board meeting had begun. He honestly couldn't care less about the company and its profits. He was here to lay low. He didn't care about which son inherited the company and became ceo. None of that interested him.
"My sons will be more than glad to attend the party on behalf of our company ".
He lift his head to glance at his father who was smiling from ear to ear. He seemed so proud to have them both working together yet he treated taehyung like trash for most of his life. Business and money were top priority for the kim family. Namjoon had that mindset , which is why he automatically became the favorite child. Taehyung on the other hand was a free spirit. He could not be contained and forced to work by the rules of others. He loved being himself. A chaotic wreck. He was magnificent in his own way.
"Glad to hear that", the blonde man stood to his feet, shaking their fathers extended hand. "Your boys will take this company to new heights ", he add. "I know they will", their father passed taehyung and joon smiles. "Shall we head out for lunch? I could eat a hippo", the blonde cackled. Their father simply nod. "Meeting dismissed. Joon and Tae, meet me in my office before you both call it a day", he instruct before leaving with the blonde. Soon everyone who attended the meeting disappeared too, leaving joon and tae alone in the conference room.
"Bet you zoned out", joon scoffed from across. It has been almost 2 weeks that Taehyung had been working with them. "Can you leave me the fuck alone, prick face", taehyung snapped. The sight of his brother infuriated him. "I'm not touching you asshole", joon shot back. "I never said you were ,cunt", taehyung countered. Joon rolled his eyes and stood to his feet, buttoning up his coat jacket. "You know what. Father may be impressed with your work standards and brilliant mindset but to me ,you will always be a fucking worthless piece of shit. I don't know why you suddenly hopped aboard the kim express but I will not sit back and allow you to steal the throne from me. I earned the ceo right. The company is mine", joon furrowed his brows, glaring at taehyung.
With a sigh, he leaned back into the leather seat. "Joon, I know you're fucking stupid but you always prove to be much more retarded than you show us. I have no fucking interest in being ceo and neither do I want the damn company. I just needed a fucking job. So , go threaten someone who actually gives a flying fuck", he frowned. "Whatever ", was all joon muttered before walking out. Taehyung exhaled and closed his eyes. He hated waking up each day and having come here just to see joons bitch face. Why couldn't namjoon understand that taehyung was not here to compete for the ceo position. Ofcourse he couldn't tell them the real reason but he truly did not want the stupid title. The heavens know that if he actually tried to get the position — he would win. Joon doesn't stand a chance. But — tae does not want the family business.
His mind drift to Rick. They hadn't seen each other since the night he came to warn him about Ben and his anger. He hated to admit but deep down, buried under all that rage — he missed hanging with rick. Their friendship was solid up until Anastasia showed up. What was tae supposed to do ? He couldn't escape her beautiful soul. She had him swooning. He was a simp. He had agreed to marry her for the money and his mother. Taehyung adored his mother. Even when she never really stood at his side , he knows she loves him. He never thought he'd fall for Anastasia. His heart was a fortress of cold rock. She came into his life and wrecked his kingdom — he allowed it. She was his priority. He had to keep her safe. Everyone knew she was his weakness. Having a weakness was never a good thing when you ran with shady crowds.
He had to keep her under his wing.
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23 : 07
Anastasia tossed and turned in bed. Falling asleep should come easy when she was tired as fuck. But here she was— staring at the ceiling then passing glances to his back which was faced to her.
"Tae", she whispered.
"Are you asleep?".
Silence followed until she heard his little 'no'. "Did you like any of the homes we visit so far?", she asked. They had been house hunting. Taehyung needed to get her away from this neighborhood. Anastasia had loved several houses but taehyung hadn't even tried liking one yet. He was too comfortable here. This has been his home for 10 years. He wouldn't sell the place but living elsewhere just ticked him off. "Feels like you don't like any", she add. "I never said that", he whispered. "Did you like the one we saw today? The area seems quiet and safe", she rolled onto her side, reaching out and trailing her index along the back of his neck. "Yeah", was all he mumbled. He would have to eventually pick a house. He was just prolonging the move.
"We will take whatever you like", she shift closer until her cheek was pressed against his shoulder blade. "I scored an 80 in my assignment. Not my best but it was still good", she shared. Taehyung smiled to himself, he adored how smart she was. She doesn't give herself enough credit. "I have an interview on Friday. An admin clerk for the bank. Hopefully I get it", she mumbled against his skin. "You're a sweetheart. They'd be lucky to have you on their team", he whispered. Anastasia smiled , cheeks burning red as she plant a kiss to his back. She always blushed hard when he compliment her. It would catch her off guard. "How was work? Feels like we barely spoke today", she traced his skin with her fingertips. "Fucking annoying as usual. One of his friends is hosting a party to celebrate some launch. I barely heard them out but namjoon and I were invited. You're my plus one", he smiled. "Sounds fancy", she whispered and kissed his shoulder again. "It's nice to see you participating ", she add while skimming her hand to his chest. Taehyung knew where this was heading. "Being the big spoon is fun", she giggled before kissing the back of his neck. "You need a haircut before it turns into a mullet", she whispered, trailing her fingers down his stomach to the waistband of his pants. "Stay still", she teased , flicking her tongue against his earlobe. Taehyung tried not to laugh at her. She was adorable! "Already?", she whispered as she wrapped her small hand around his throbbing erection. "The thought of you turns me on", he answered unashamed. "You're so honest", she almost moaned while stroking his length. Taehyung stayed still like she ordered, biting down on his lip while being touched. "Am I doing it right?", she peeped over his shoulder. "Fuck", he grunt when she squeezed alittle too hard. "Sorry" , she immediately snatched her hand away. "Did that hurt? ", she sat as he turned onto his back. "It's okay flower. Come here ", he kicked off the sheets , helping her straddle him. Anastasia reached to remove her cotton dress but he stopped her. "Leave it. You're so beautiful ", he ran his hands up her thighs as she leaned forward connecting their lips. She was the calm to his storm. Her hips slowly rocked back on forth while her tongue invade his mouth. His cock rubbing between her sleek folds. "No panty?", he questioned between sloppy kisses. "No sir", she whined. "Fucking dirty girl", he swat her ass , causing her to moan into his mouth. "I'm yours", he whispered as he broke the kiss. Anastasia stared into his twinkling eyes. "I'm yours", he said again. Those words sounded foreign to them both. "Mine?", she asked. "Yours", he reassured. Her heart was skipping beats. The heat blazing within her cheeks. This man was hers. She had someone to call her own. "I'm yours", she said, wanting to belong to someone too. "I know that", he smiled, kissing the tip of her nose. "You were always mine, baby", he kissed her cheek. "T-thank you", she buried her face in his neck. "For what?", he stroked her back. "For keeping me", she whispered. Never receiving attention from her parents made her feel unloved and miserable. Being with someone who called her his — made her feel appreciated. "I don't need you to thank me , baby. You will always have me", he plant a kiss to her shoulder.
They remained holding each other for several minutes. Hearing the beat of his heart was as calming as the ocean waves. Taehyung did not mind holding her until she felt better.
"Taehyung ", she lift herself. "Baby? ", he tucked her hair behind her ear. "Please ", she gripped his cock, making him grunt. "Please ", she aligned the tip with her entrance. "Please what?", he breathed as she slowly sank down onto his hard length. "Please fuck me the way you want" , she moaned as she bottomed out. Taehyung squeezed her waist as they both still. Her tight walls engulfing him. "You— want me to hurt you?", he moaned as she withdraw her hips and sank back down. "Yes. I promise not to cry", she chewed on her lower lip. "I want you to cry ", he whispered.
"Then what are you waiting for?", she moaned.
He watched the way her hair fell from being tucked. Eyes shut and lips swollen and caught between her teeth. Her hands were sprawled on his chest as she fucked herself on his cock. Fuck — she was gorgeous. He reached out, tugging at the dress to release her breasts. "Tae, I can feel you throbbing", she moaned while bouncing. "Yeah? Such a good girl. You have no clue how beautiful you are, my wife" , he gripped her thighs, massaging her flesh in his hands. "Husband ", she moaned. Taehyung stared at her panting lips. "Say that again ", he whispered. Anastasia pry open an eye to look down at his blank face. "Husband " , she moaned again. "Fuck", he shift — her back hitting the bed as he ramped his cock hard into her soaked cunt. "Tae!", she choked. "My beautiful girl ", he buried his face into her neck , hands resting on the top of her head as he fucked her. "Taehyung, harder", she screamed. "No princess. I'm not ready to break you yet", he laughed and thrust deeper. Her walls gripping and squeezing him just the way he liked.
Her nails dig into his back as she arched. "I'm —", she whimpered and came undone on his cock. Taehyung connect their lips, knowing that she was going to sob from overstimulation. His tongue lapse over hers as she whined and gripped his waist. Her cunt was sore at this point. She was still so sensitive from releasing and he hadn't yet stopped fucking her. "Tae", she whimpered while being gagged with his tongue. A few more thrusts had him pumping his cum into her pussy. Anastasia moaned at the full feeling. Slowly he broke their kiss, resting his forehead against hers.
"You are mine ", he whispered.
"Yours", she gave a tired smile.
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10 : 39
Taehyung sat behind the ebony desk, staring at the laptop. His mind was clouded. He had just got off a call with Jacob. Being a cop , Jacob knew everything that was going on. Ben's anger hadn't settled yet. He was fuming with hatred and disappointment. Taehyung was one of his best men. Losing him to Anastasia was his worst defeat. Taehyung had to get her out of that neighborhood. He had to pick a home...
The little knock on the door made him snap out of his thoughts. His eyes lift to find hers.
"Husband ", she beamed.
"Ana", he smiled as she strolled in. Her eyes taking in his fancy office. "This is sweet", she did a twirl before moving around the desk and happily sitting on his lap. "Hi", he whispered as she gave him a quick kiss. "What are you doing here?", he asked. "My lecture finished alittle early, so I stopped by. I may have passed a house that's up for sale. Maybe we can see it after you're done", she flashed her teeth. Taehyung stroked her cheek, staring at her beautiful face. "Listen, just pick whichever one you like the most", he whispered. Her eyes widen as she gripped his collar. "Really?", she chimed. "Yes", he chuckled. "Sitting on your lap is the answer to all our problems", she snickered and kissed his cheek.
"You are the answer to my problems ", he whispered.
