Tiptoeing, standing on a umber tuffet you stretched your hand to take down the suitcase deposited on the upper cabinet of the closet, forcing yourself up with every passing second to get a hold onto the empty suitcase which slipped back with your hand furthermore deep inside the shelf of the cupboard.

You sighed, placing your feet back on the stool before standing on your toes and trying to hold the suitcase.

Meanwhile, Taehyung jogged up to the staircase over his call with one of his partners, "Yes, Mr. Yang. I know it's important to visit France. I will schedule my time out for this and inform you as soon as possible."

Taehyung's orbs trailed all over the place as he heard Mr. Yang from the other side while searching for your physique in the hallways when he walked to the door of your bedroom which was opened ajar with the amber lamp light gleaming, spreading out of the room.

Hanging up over his call, Taehyung pushed the door of your room open, finding it tranquil and silent when he stepped inside before slipping his phone inside the pocket of his pants, "Where is she?" He squinted his orbs, sauntering inside your walking closet while calling your name, "Y/N!" Taehyung scrutinized looking at you.

Hearing the sudden deep voice, you flinched when you felt your legs shuddering at the call of your name as your mind disoriented, Taehyung discerned you balancing yourself over a tuffet making him sprint over to your frame as your balanced vanished in that jiffy while a squeal left your mouth.

Taehyung's eyes widened at the scenario of you losing your footing while you flapped your hands sideways to get a hold over something which could help you make your balance but your hand fisted into nothingness.

You clenched your eyes shut when your hands couldn't eat a hold of anything and over the feeling of plunging into the carpeted wooden floor.

Sensing yourself hating in the midway, feeling two warm hands holding your back and thighs while you breath unevenly with your heart cartwheeling inside your ribcage, your chest receding up and down.

Gulping down, you leisurely opened your orbs which met Taehyung's as he was gazing down at your visage, prior.

"Taehyung..." You whispered as you clamped over the material of his suit jacket within your fists, "I told you to be careful." Taehyung muttered, tightening his hold over your physique gazing at your quivering petals aa one if the strand of your hand sticking to your forehead, "I...I was but your sudden voice took me off guard and I lost my balance." You stammered, wiggling your gaze away from him.

Taehyung stared down at you with one of his brows raised, "I saw how careful you were." He muttered under his breath as he licked his lower lip before placing your physique down as you balanced your feet on the ground, retreating your hand from his suit jacket as he took a few steps near the closet before stretching his hands skywards, getting a hold on the handle of the suitcase.

Pulling the suitcase from the shelf, Taehyung placed it on the ground, "Here. Dad would be here anytime." He said before walking out of the closet as you looked at his departing frame, "He scared me." You muttered, sighing deeply as you opened the suitcase over the floor and chucked your clothes inside it.

Tugging the suitcase with yourself as you step out of the room, ambling towards Taehyung's. You gulped down before biting onto your lower lip, you slightly knocked onto the wooden door of his room with your knuckles while your heart hammered inside your chest and a wild rush gushed down your stomach.

You watched the door opening as you discerned Taehyung's physique donned in a white T-shirt with an ash loungewear pajama, "Come in." He said, retreating his steps back while opening the door for you to step inside his bedroom. Sauntering inside while sliding the suitcase with yourself, Taehyung closed the door behind.

Traveling your globes in the dim lit room as the amber rays were gleaming through the lamp deposited on the right side of the bedside table.

Taking in the surroundings and the color of the walls painted in pastels, you tried to search up for the walking closet where you could place the luggage.

Catching a sight of the sliding door as you pointed your index finger towards the door, "Your closet is there?" You muttered, taking a glance at Taehyung who ambled beside you, "Yeah. You can place your luggage there." You nodded making your way in the closet as you looked behind to watch Taehyung taking a seat on his chair placed alongside his desk.

The amber faint rays of light conquered the closet as you placed your suitcase inside one of the empty closet so it won't get difficult for you to load it back to your room, "He is so neat and maintained." You could see his closet as his blazers were placed uniformly and the myriad white shirts were hung behind the translucent sliding doors of the closet.

You pursued your lips together, gazing around all over the closet area when you heard a muffled sound of bell ringing.

Your stomach churned up thinking about Taehyung's father and how the two of you would look as a couple in front of him, making the nervousness gush down your guts, "Oh! Mr. Kim is here."

Taehyung jerked his head up before raising his feet from his chair while you departed out of the closet, you both took a glance at each other as Taehyung said, "He is here." You nodded, prior to you both making your way downstairs.

Opening the door while standing in the foyer beside Taehyung, you discerned Mr. Kim standing with a mild smile approaching his visage.

"Oh! Taehyung. Y/N. How are you both?" Mr. Kim asked as you bowed to him, "Welcome, Mr. Kim. We are fine." Mr. Kim smiled, turning his gaze towards Taehyung anticipating an answer from him when he said, "Come in." Taehyung declared before walking back in the lounge as you knitted your brows together, "Why is he acting so strange towards his father?"

You heard Mr. Kim letting out a sigh as he entered inside the lounge when Taehyung beckoned him to take a seat on the couch placed centrally on the lounge as the moonlight was penetrating through the munificent glass pane alongside with the amber rays chandelier was diffusing just hanging above the couches on the high ceiling of the residence.

You scrutinized Taehyung's frame as you muttered, "I will bring water." You were about to trod towards the kitchen when Mr. Kim halted you in your place, "No, I just had it. Please come and sit." You nodded prior to scurrying towards Taehyung as he gazed at your frame while you took a seat beside him.

Curving the lips upwards, Mr. Kim looked at you two sitting together when he asked, "How are you both doing?" You blinked once before taking a glance at Taehyung in an expectation that he would answer his father's question but he utterly kept his lips sealed but you heard his voice after a few seconds, "We are doing fine." He exhaled a deep breath out, all this while you were looking at Taehyung's profile.

"Good..." You heard Mr. Kim muttered, as he locked his orbs with Taehyung. The awkward silence was conquering the air between you all when you said, "Mr. Kim you must be hungry. I will heat up the food." Mr. Kim nodded while passing you a smile as you took a glance at Taehyung before making your way towards the kitchen.

Taehyung sucked in his teeth while Mr. Kim sat there with an unhandy silence, wiggling his globes from one end to another end of the lounge, not meeting Taehyung's gaze.

Taehyung locked his dry lips, pressing them together when he heard Mr. Kim's voice, "Y/n is a nice girl."

Taehyung gazed on the carpeted floor perceiving Mr. Kim's voice, "She is! Just like my Ari." Taehyung came out of his reverie when Mr. Kim continued his sentence, "I know this marriage wasn't from your will but don't be arbitrary to her. Treat her well." Mr. Kim looked at Taehyung's visage.

Taehyung sighed, "Why would I? I was like this for a few days but then I couldn't understand my own nature and gestures towards her. I have been trying my best to change. I know how much she was going through so why would I treat her like a subjective matter." Wiggling his cocoa orbs to his father who was already looking at him.

"I have already told you to not expect anything from me. I have loved Ari my whole life and will do till my last breath." Taehyung stopped with his mini speech as Mr. Kim sighed, "I know. I know but she is your wife now. I know you have loved Ari like you did none but she is gone now and Y/n is the one present with you at this very moment of your life. You can't ignore the fact that you are married and Y/n is your wife."

Taehyung let out a muffled groan, "Yes! I know she was also forced into this marriage." Taehyung almost glared at Mr. Kim who had a befuddled expression all over his visage, "You know that Mr. Choi is abusive towards her." Taehyung whispered to his father who just looked at him dumbfounded.

Furrowing his brows, Mr. Kim asked, "What? How? Like how?" He asked with confused lacing his voice, "I have seen with my own eyes and I am not letting Y/n go any inch near Mr. Choi ever again." Mr. Kim could sense the rage in his voice as yesterday's night flashed in Taehyung's mind. The way you cried in his arms would be the last thing he would ever want.

Mr. Kim's orbs held the softness while he looked at Taehyung who was staring at the carpet with his elbows resting on his lap and fingers intertwined together as he declared, "I want you to drop the deal with him." He added with a stern strong tone as Mr. Kim raised one of his eyebrows, "Our company would be at great loss afterwards and you know that. He can make a case at our company."

Taehyung shook his head, "He won't. His respect is all that matters for him and he won't ruin it in any matter knowing I know about his truth." Mr. Kim sighed before nodding, "Okay. I will drop the deal with him. Take care of Y/n."

Taehyung nodded at his father, "I have been trying my best to not let her feel solitary since that day." Taehyung said, "How was your meeting with Charles in the US?" Mr. Kim said, "It was great. The project is ours."

Taehyung nodded, humming in response before Mr. Kim pointed out, "You have to go to France to visit Jeon's for the next project." "I was talking to Mr. Yang about this only. I will schedule it and go on a business trip this weekend." Mr. Kim nodded.

"You can take Y/n with you." Mr. Kim added, making Taehyung raise up his eyebrows looking at his father, "She will get her time."

"And maybe for you, Taehyung. The way you reacted to her being treated like this by her father, there is something between you two and I know she is melting the frost casing over your heart. She is the one for you and I can see it." Mr. Kim thought to himself.