Mr. Kim
Taehyung stepped out of the limousine, his heels clicking against the pristine stone driveway of the family estate. The mansion loomed before him, an intimidating blend of marble and glass, its grandeur an unapologetic display of wealth. The air was thick with the scent of manicured roses, their perfection feeling more oppressive than charming.
Before he could take in the view, a familiar voice broke through his thoughts
His head turned sharply, and his expression softened instantly, a rare, genuine smile spreading across his face
She descended the steps with surprising speed for someone in heels, her arms outstretched. Taehyung met her halfway, enveloping her in a warm hug
Mrs.Kim
My darling, you’ve gotten so skinny! Have you been eating?
She asked, her hands cupping his face, worry etched into her features.
Taehyung let out a soft laugh, pulling her into a tighter embrace
Kim Taehyung
Oh, Mother, I should say the same for you. What has that old man been doing? Neglecting his most beautiful possession?
Her laughter rang out, light and melodious, though her eyes betrayed a flicker of unease at his words.
She echoed, shaking her head
Mrs.Kim
You and your words
Kim Taehyung
💭oh mother, you know I’m right. You just don’t want to admit it. That f*cking bastard you need to leave him💭
Taehyung thought, but their moment was interrupted by the sound of pointed heels clicking against the stone. A younger woman approached, her expression a mix of disdain and forced politeness. She was dressed impeccably, but her stiff posture and sour face gave away her discomfort.
Minji
Can’t you two be a little less… whatever this is?
The woman said, her voice laced with annoyance.
Taehyung raised a brow, his internal monologue sharpening like a knife
Kim Taehyung
💭Ah, the family’s favorite snake has slithered out of her den. I was wondering how long it would take💭
Mrs. Kim turned to face her, her elegant demeanor instantly replaced by an icy authority
Mrs.Kim
I hope you understand that you’re in no position to speak so freely, and yet here you are, running your mouth
Taehyung’s smile widened as he turned to the woman, his lips glistening with the gloss he’d reapplied just moments before stepping out of the car.
The woman stammered, clearly unprepared for the combined force of their attention,
Minji
that we should be more careful with our image. Hugging like that in public...
Taehyung interrupted her with a soft laugh, shaking his head as if she’d just told the most amusing joke
Kim Taehyung
careful with our image?
He repeated, his voice light but carrying an undeniable edge
Kim Taehyung
Darling, I doubt that hugging a family member will leave a sour taste on anyone’s tongue
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze piercing as he added
Kim Taehyung
But if we’re going to be so concerned about appearances, perhaps we should focus on how you present yourself. Starting with some self-awareness
His mother chuckled, stepping closer to Taehyung as if aligning herself with him. The woman flushed but said nothing, her lips pressing into a tight line
Minji
💭this f*cker I should've killed him when I killed his sister😡😡💭
He turned back to his mother, his expression softening again as he looped an arm around her.
Kim Taehyung
Now, Mother, tell me—what’s for dinner? Because if I have to endure any more of these… family moments on an empty stomach, I might lose my charm
His mother laughed again, leading him into the mansion. Behind them, the tension still lingered in the air, but Taehyung didn’t look back. He didn’t need to.
Taehyung stepped into the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the cold, sterile space. His gaze fell on Mr. Kim, who was standing near the window, looking out over the city like he owned it. A sharp sigh escaped Taehyung’s lips, though he kept his expression neutral
Mr. Kim's voice was as cold as the room itself
Taehyung responded, his tone mirroring his father's chill, almost as if they were strangers. He didn’t move from the door.
Mr.Kim
Did you know why I've called you?
Mr. Kim’s eyes narrowed, a calculating gleam in them
Taehyung replied casually, walking toward the nearby couch with a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
Kim Taehyung
But I'm sure you're about to enlighten me.
Mrs. Kim, who had been silently observing from the doorway, stepped forward
Mrs.Kim
Lee-jun Taehyung has been on his heels for too long. Let him rest, and then you can talk to him
She glared at her husband before turning on her heel, heading upstairs.
Mr. Kim snapped, not caring for his wife’s interruption.
Kim Taehyung
Mother's right
Taehyung said without missing a beat, glancing at his nails as if he had all the time in the world.
Kim Taehyung
I'll be upstairs soon
Mrs. Kim gave one last glare at her husband before disappearing, her eyes filled with unspoken frustration
She muttered under her breath, too quiet for anyone to hear, but Taehyung felt it.
Mr.Kim
Now back to business
Mr. Kim said, his voice dropping in tone, more forceful this time.
Mr.Kim
Since your sister is getting married, it's time for you to be married as well. Mr. Par-
Taehyung interrupted smoothly, not even bothering to look up from his nails
Kim Taehyung
Mr. Kim, do you really think you have control over me like you used to?
Mr. Kim’s eyes flashed with anger, but Taehyung couldn’t care less. He leaned back, crossing his legs in a way that screamed indifference. His smirk grew, knowing exactly what buttons to push.
Kim Taehyung
You're so naive father
Taehyung said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Kim Taehyung
You seem to have forgotten that I built my own empire. No help from you, no handouts. I didn’t need your company. I’m not the boy you once controlled
Mr. Kim's jaw clenched, his arrogance faltering for just a second
Mr.Kim
You may have your little company, Taehyung, but you’ll always be beneath me. You are nothing without me
Kim Taehyung
💭little apart from yours and Jeon mine comes third💭
Taehyung chuckled, the sound low and dark, a perfect blend of amusement and disdain
Mr. Kim snapped, standing up abruptly.
Mr.Kim
A party will be held tomorrow night. Find a suitor there, or I’ll have to pick one for you myself. They must come from one of the top five companies
As he walked out, he threw one last look over his shoulder, his tone laced with a finality that was meant to intimidate.
Mr. Kim said, his back turned.
Mr.Kim
You may think you’ve outgrown me, but I’ll always have the last word
Taehyung leaned back into the couch, a smirk still lingering on his lips
Kim Taehyung
I want to f*cking kill him
He muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair. The tension in the room was palpable, but Taehyung had no intention of letting his father have the upper hand.
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