Chapter 4: Time Skip – The Mansion~

The black luxury car stopped.

JEON MANSION.

A giant gate opened, revealing the home of the most feared mafia king — Jeon Jungkook.

The mansion was huge, cold, and intimidating. Made with black and red marble, it looked like something from a vampire movie.

Taehyung’s soul cried inside.

Taehyung (thought): This place… it’s too dark. Too red. It feels dangerous. Like blood...

Still, the outside was decorated with fresh flowers.

Petals fell slowly with the wind as the servants bowed to welcome the new bride.

Taehyung smiled softly.

Taehyung (thought): At least… they tried to make it pretty for me like in past life..

Jungkook chuckled seeing him admire the welcome, but didn’t say much. He turned around and walked inside first.

Taehyung followed him, his eyes wide, taking in the surroundings.

Then they reached their bedroom.

The door opened.

It was huge.

And terrifying.

Dark red and black walls. Blood-red curtains. A giant bed with black silk sheets.

Mirrors on the ceiling.

Taehyung stepped inside and felt a shiver down his spine.

Taehyung gulped. His eyes watered.

He walked slowly toward the bed. Then toward the big mirrors.

Taehyung (whispering):

“I lost everything in the past... I never gave this marriage a chance. I was so mean. So selfish…”

His memories hit him like a wave.

Flashback:

Taehyung never even entered this room in the past by himself..

He hated Jungkook’s presence.

And Jungkook~?? Always busy. Always working. Always cold.

Until that one night...

Someone drugged Jungkook with Viägra at a party. Taehyung was drunk too.

They ended up spending the night together.

From that night, their son — Taeggukie — was born.

But Taehyung left them.

He ran away and divorced him ..Jungkook raised their son alone.

Later, Jungkook married Jennie, who pretended to be the perfect woman and mother.

Tears rolled down Taehyung’s face as he held his chest.

Taehyung (thought):

I was such a fool. But not this time.

Just then, the door opened.

Taehyung wiped his face quickly.

It was Jungkook, standing tall in his black suit. In his hand, a gift box.

He looked... calm. But his eyes searched Taehyung's face carefully.

He walked over and placed the box on the bed.

Then gently held Taehyung’s hand.

Jungkook:

“You don’t have to force yourself. I’m not a monster. I didn’t ask for this either. But now... you have my name.”

Taehyung looked up at him.

Then—

Taehyung:

“Shut up, you dumbo.”

Jungkook blinked. Shocked.

Jungkook:

“What… did you just—”

Taehyung:

“Yeah. I said it. So what?”

Jungkook shook his head, confused.

Jungkook:

“I thought... kittens needed time.”

Taehyung smirked and leaned in closer.

Taehyung (in a low voice):

“Who told you that?? I don’t need time. I need your touch, Jungkook.”

Jungkook’s eyes darkened.

He handed Taehyung the box again.

Jungkook:

“Then go change. Wear this.”

Taehyung took the box and disappeared into the bathroom.

He opened the box...

And gasped.

Inside was a silky red nighty, a delicate hip chain, leg chain, neck choker, and a small silver ring.

Taehyung’s face turned red like a tomato.

Taehyung:

“Yah… this mafia king has no chill.”

He giggled, holding back his scream.

Taehyung (smiling to himself):

“Let’s do it… for my husband.”

He took a warm shower, removed all the heavy wedding makeup and jewelry, and wore what Jungkook gave him.

He looked at himself in the mirror.

His soft skin glowing.

The chains around his hips and thighs jingled slightly.

He blushed.

Taehyung:

“Omo... am I really doing this?”

He peeked outside.

Jungkook wasn’t there.

He heard soft wind and the faint smell of smoke.

Taehyung stepped out slowly, his hips swaying, the sound of his jewelry echoing lightly in the hallway.

He saw Jungkook at the balcony, smoking, wearing a loose black shirt, two buttons open, hair messy, eyes deep.

Taehyung walked toward him — shy but confident.

Jungkook turned around.

And froze.

His cigarette almost dropped.

There, standing under the moonlight, was his wife — glowing, breathtaking, dressed in red, looking like a forbidden dream.

Taehyung whispered:

“…I’m yours.”

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to be continued.....

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