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9| "A drama so depressing."

Nina gawked at Taehyung as if he was a ghost, she could feel the earth under her feet ruffling. 

The first time Nina saw him, he was unrealistically gorgeous and rude, it was love at first sight. Extremely cliché but it was brimmed with innocent emotions, pulsing her sappy heart, thrumming every atom of her body. But things had changed, things were damaged between them, the thick string of her heart that he was holding had been torn into bits and pieces. 

Kim Taehyung was still gorgeous and rude, but now all she had crammed loathe in her streaks for this man. 

"Heart, in case there is some confusion I'd like to clear it. Don't you dare to be tempted by this man, you are not the prisoner of your past. We don't give fuck about him anymore." Nina performed her inner monologue with the stuffed thing under her rib cage as she straightened her spine to face him confidently.

All heads turned at the red-haired beauty, the pulse around her neck leapt to her throat, the terrible pounding of her nerves din in her ears like an unpleasant tune. It was disturbing, there was a hurricane emerging under her limbs, ready to wreck everything in its wake— especially him. 

Nina tightened her grip around the water bottle, choking the container as imagining Taehyung's neck. Her knuckles were turning white and palms redding as if it could calm her roaring jitteriness that was coating her systems in the best possible way. The onlookers present at the lobby watching her with judgy, ad some curious and envious eyes. 

As If Kim Taehyung was a god and he didn't mean to be with a mortal.

"Hello there, darling." His voice was raspy, as dark as melting chocolates. A grin so charming that could make you believe that there was no evilness lurking beneath that smile, but she was aware it was a golden plated lie to coax people around him.

"He called Nina red and his madness, how romantic!"

"Wow. Nina caught a big fish huh, lucky bitch."

"They actually look nice together."

"They are lovers, she got a hot boyfriend!"

Madness, romantic, lucky and lovers? Nina heard them clearly, the beat of excitement and jealousy in their voice crawled her skin as if hairy spider legs walking all over her body. Nina felt nausea whisking the walls of her guts, she wanted to puke until she passed out. She had an urge to cry out which was close to exploding between her teeth.

Nina wasn't lucky, he wasn't romantic and she wasn't his madness, or was she? 

A feverish prickle formed on the top of her skull, slithering down to her toes. Nina didn't want to pain her weary-dramatically-depressed brain just because of Taehyung, because he didn't matter, his mighty existence didn't amuse her— according to her.

"Still, mad at me princess?" Taehyung walked toward her in a dazzling grace, each step was as dominating and destructive as his personality, clattering her lungs in the need of breath. 

He stood in front of her, looming over her small frame with great ease. Those witchery, golden eyes were vicious, clashing with her inky ones and when Taehyung flared her one of his haughty grins, she was horrified to feel the sudden heat igniting the pit of her stomach. 

That damned smile was absolutely lethal, entirely dangerous and Taehyung was dangerous when he was focused.

"Princess, I woke up and the very first thing I wanted was you. You shouldn't leave me alone like that. See, I've come here to meet you." Taehyung spoke, his lower lip jutting out for a bratty pout as his chest brushed against hers, sending electricity courses right through the tip of her tits. Nina slightly stumbled back by the mere touch, it was scalding and the effect he held over her was so disturbing. 

"They slept together. They are definitely dating, he said himself. Let me just update this." Hush, desperate murmurs swirled around them, seeping through the cracks of her thoughts. Her pale-ish cheeks turned into rouged red, as the pressure stirring in her belly accelerated.

"What the hell are you doing?" Nina hissed at him, her wavering eyes bouncing at the huddled crowd behind them. She watched her female colleagues waving at her with broad smiles as she hesitantly nodded with a forced grin, though she was gritting her molars too hard at the point where her jaw began aching. 

For the onlookers it seemed like they were engaged in a loving conversation like some normal couple— they weren't normal and a couple? Nina wanted to bark out a laugh, it was ironic.

"What game are you playing this time?" Nina growled out, pinning him with a glare. Her fingers twisted around the bottle tightly. "Let me live in peace. I'm not going to say yes to marrying you, drill this thing in your brain." Nina chided out, her voice was trembling due to anger.

"Gosh, you can be so irritating huh?" Taehyung sneered, cheekily scrunching his nose. "You ignored my messages and calls, do you think I'll accept your arrogance?" Taehyung brushed his knuckles on her rosy cheeks, hitching her throat. It was such a tender gesture, the touch was like a feather skimming over her skin, but it was wringing her neck. 

"Don't touch me." Nina wanted to slap his hand away but for not making any scene, she softly removed his hand. The touch was enough to expand her chest, and it was unbearable. 

Nina didn't want her character to go tarnish around the office, the staff liked and admired her for her friendly and hardworking attitude and she wanted to keep it that way. The red-haired girl had to calm down to keep her unstained reputation as white as a sheet and as shining like the stars—but pretending to be his girlfriend was a whole troublesome shit that the poor girl wasn't ready to welcome. 

Why did she have to play along to entertain him? Should she scream to let everyone know that they weren't in a relationship and after that yeet herself out of the window?

Taehyung appeared indifferent as if her words didn't reach his ears. Does he have hearing problems? 

She gasped, the douse of shock penetrating her skin when he coolly wrapped his arms around her waist, hauling her closer until she was pressing against him. Nina bared her teeth, staring at him through the cluster of her lashes with a glint in her eyes that stunned Taehyung. He was satisfied seeing her angelic face turning into disgust, lips curling in malice and her delicate bosoms against his chest. The furious girl was suppressing the sour words itching her tongue.

"I'm your fiance, can't I visit you?"  An amusing gleam frolicked beneath his pupil and for the love of God, Taehyung didn't have to say those words so freaking loudly. 

If Nina wasn't wrong, she heard a heavy thing dropping on the floor, the thud sound wavered around them. Yeah, a girl fainted there.

"What, fiance? When did this happen?!" A howl in the back of her head sabotaged her functioning ability. 

Nina was tight-lipped, the gears of her brains mesh together in a rotary motion, her toes curled in discomfort. She didn't know where she should focus. Should she be concerned about Taehyung's taut arms around her waist, or his bewitching face and the arrogant slope of his cheekbones and jaw, or his perfectly, curved mouth that was so close to hers, his sizzling breath teasing the tiny muscles of her lips or his mind-boggling words? 

Oh, she knew why he was doing this. Taehyung admired the thought of mocking her, humiliating her, Nina was this close to kicking his crotch.

"I just want people to know that you got fucked by me and you belong to me. Everyone should know that, and we are going to let them know before we get married." Her eyes were beseeching to lunge out of the sockets. Was Taehyung's delusional condition that critical? Nina was downright concerned for him now.

He was sneaking under her skin, his shameful words held weight causing her body to drown in him, in his cologne scent yet her mind warned her, she couldn't lose against him.

He wasn't anything, just her ex-bully, ex-crush, ex-something that she would never dare to look back on. Simpleton people are all over the world, how could they think that someone like Taehyung would be with someone like Nina? He was the sun, searing everything around him and she was the moon, glowing over darkness. They were both different from each other, from mindset to the heart, from the status to the thoughts.

Taehyung was like the sharpest blade wrapped in the black velvet and Nina was the most fragile thing that could only slash open by him.

"Can you stop? it's not funny anymore." Nina gripped his shoulder with her free hand, squeezing it to let him know that she wanted to get free by his latch grip around her waist. 

"I'm not laughing, Red." Taehyung didn't even care that people were gawking at them, he only realised the skittish shudder of her body against him as if an earthquake just broke out around the delicate layer of her silken skin. 

"Do not make me emasculate you with my heel, Taehyung." Her glare honed, as she tossed a forced smile at her co-workers who were eagerly watching the scene unfolding. And for Taehyung, he proceeded to brazenly stare at Nina— everything in her was intriguing. Everything in her was delicate, made of sweetness, even if she uttered profanities and it would still sound like a poem. 

"I miss seeing your grim face." Taehyung dared to let his index trailed over her cheek as swallowed greedily by the skinship, it shouldn't feel so intimate. 

"I forgot how much I love to infuriate you." Taehyung tsked, the tip of his tongue rolling over his lower lip and for a second Nina's eyes lowered there then again shifted at his toxic eyes.

The solitary beating of her heart against his chest was too boisterous, jingling every shading corner of his chest— he wanted to sweep his hand under her chest and squeezed that pacing thing under his palm to feel it, it was annoying.

"Yesterday I saw you in my dreams." Taehyung drawled in a sultry voice that Nina knew he had been using at women to thaw them, low, husky and carnal and it was like hot wax over her neck. He was so good at luring, haunting and devouring, anyone could lower themselves on their knees to have this man. 

Nina's stupefied trance chinked as she heard losing everyone's breath, especially girls. They were squealing and fawning dreamily over them, of course especially him. Nina clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth, she could imagine their heart spreading and knocking in front of his feet and panties and bras too. 

Perks of having a deity like an appearance, money and fame but Nina knew it wasn't just the case.

"Same." Nina patted his shoulder, balancing the drama that Taehyung had created. Her smile was suave and tight that screamed 'I'll kill you whenever I get a chance, fucker.' 

"Really, shocker. Anyways, what did you see?" Taehyung wheezed, golden eyes smirking with hilarity. He tilted his head sideways, revealing his jaw as his curls slumping over his arched brows and damn this man, he looked so good doing that.

"That I was—" Nina batted her long lashes, as she circled her arm around his neck, one lean and their lips would collide. She knew he was taken aback by her sudden action, the impact was just for a mere second and his lips turned into a wolfish smirk.

"That I was crashing your head against the wall. Once, twice and thrice and the cycle kept going on until blood seeped out of the crack of your head, your nose was damaged and it wouldn't be fixed by surgery. Oh my god, you were wailing like a bitch, crying and begging me to stop. Oh and after that I started stabbing you without stopping, slicing off your limbs in the most heinous way possible, too sad I woke up shortly. I was this close to ripping your chest open." Nina innocently blinked, her long lashes tenderly grazing her cheekbones as she jutted her lower lip out in a mocking manner.

Taehyung looked at Nina, his lips slightly parted when the water trickling sound coated his senses and he found himself wet, and Nina proudly with a smug smirk pouring the water over his head.

Everyone gasped, filling Taehyung veins with humiliation.

"If you mess with me Taehyung, I will mess with you right back." She tossed the empty water bottle on the floor as Taehyung watched it rolling on the floor and hitting his boots with an enraged gaze.

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