Sara's pov:

I quickly made the breakfast and started placing it over the table.

"Sara!!!"

His roaring voice reached my ears making me quiver in terror. What did I do?

I took cautious steps towards the room and saw him standing in front of the mirror.

He looked at me through the mirror and then turned around.

"I guess you forgot the rules.", he showed me his tie and I instantly stepped forward realizing.

I took the tie in my hands and then extended my hands to tie it around his neck.

He is taller than me and moreover he didn't even bend, making it harder for me to reach his height.

I tried for sometime but then suddenly, he lifted me up and placed me over the dressing table.

My cheeks turned red at his sudden action.

I shyly leaned closer to place the tie around his neck.

His warm breath was falling over my neck making my breaths shallow.

"Do you know why I'm making you do all this?"

I pulled away now turning my head towards him. The overwhelming proximity between us only made the tension thicker.

I slowly shook my head feeling hypnotized by his enchanting gaze.

"Soon you would get so used to me that you yourself will give in to me.", he said with a proud grin and finally moved away.

I was completely statued at my place, looking at him in utter disbelief.

"Now come and serve me the breakfast.", he ordered and left from there.
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The whole day passed pretty fast as now it's again time for me to face the bitter reality of my life. It's time for him to come back home.

He instructed me to welcome him whenever he comes back home so I'm standing at the main entrance right now, waiting for him to enter inside the mansion.

Earlier in the morning he claimed that he gave me all the work so that I may eventually fall in love with him. But spending a day, doing all the chores by myself, I realized that he did it on purpose.

I thought that I would spend my time looking for a way out or planning an escape but because of all the work he gave me, I could barely take rest.

The front door got opened and he finally entered the mansion.

My eyes landed over his figure, but instantly widened as his blood red shirt came into my sight.

My body went rigid and mouth got somewhat zipped.

He took his steps towards me and placed his cold hand over my forehead.

"Are you fine? Was the work too much?", he asked in concern looking at my pale face.

"D-Did you get hurt?", I asked completely ignoring his question.

He chuckled and slightly shook his head.

"T-Then this b-blood?", I asked through my shallow breath.

"It's not mine, love."
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Jungkook's pov:

Getting back at my house, I was welcomed with nothing but mere silence.

Namjoon and I live together since he has no other place to live in Seoul.

He is basically from daegu and his brother Kim seok jin also serves there as the head of daegu police department.

Namjoon sometimes leave for daegu to meet his brother and those times this place becomes even more lonesome and spacious for me.

Putting the hat on the side table, I entered the lounge after wearing off my shoes to make my way to my room.

Being tired of a long day full of work, I can't even cook for myself now.

I layed down on the bed in my formal outfit with the ceiling in my view now.

Turning to the other side, now my eyes fell on the picture of the girl taped at the vanity mirror.

I chuckled and got up from the bed only to get a hold of the picture.

Getting back on the bed, I layed down on it with my eyes fixed on the picture in my hand.

"My mother told me to get married.", I was unknowingly talking to the picture.

"But I was too focused on my career and kept refusing her."

The old memories flashed into my mind making a heavy sigh leave my mouth.

"Mom died and now I'm 27 and still not married.", I turned to the other side with my eyes still fixed at the picture.

"Nobody is there to welcome me when I come back home, nobody makes me food when I'm tired and there's not even a single person to talk to."

I suddenly chuckled as realization hit me.

"Look at me, I'm talking to you when you're just an unknown picture.", I placed the picture besides me and then tugged the blanket over myself.

"I should find myself a partner, or else I might die talking to random pictures."
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Taehyung's pov:

"Serve me.", I said with my eyes fixed at her terrorized figure.

She was visibly shaking since after I told her about how I killed a man along with his family today. Shall I not tell her my work related things? Men usually talk about work at home right?

She placed the plates in front of me and then extended her hand to fill up the glass with water.

Her hands were so shivery that the glass was about to fall from her hand but I swifltly caught it.

"Sit.", I placed the glass over the table and asked her to take a seat.

She nodded and then was about to step away but I swiftly caught her wrist.

"Sit besides me.", I instructed while pointing towards the nearest chair. She curtly nodded and moved towards it.

"So, how was my wife's day?", I asked smiling brightly. I just love calling her my wife.

It took me five long years to make this dream true. I achieved her like I achieved every other thing in my life.

"Good.", she briefly answered with her head hanging low.

"Take the dinner.", I pushed the dinner plate towards her but she shook her head making me frown.

"I'm not hungry."

I really hate it when she acts like that.

"Start eating or do you want me to make you eat it?", I asked with a grin making her eyes widen.

She instantly picked her spoon and started eating.

I curtly chuckled. I love the authority I have over her.

I also started eating but now there was only silence in the air for a while. She was taking very small bites although I know that she really loves rice.

"W-Why did you k-kill them?"

My head turned towards her as I saw her gaze fixed in my direction. There was an expression of terror in her eyes which is easy for me to read.

"He disobeyed me.", I briefly replied trying to end the topic.

"I disobeyed you many times.....", she lowly said but it was still audible for me.

"Then why didn't you kill me?"

My heart ached as she used that word for her. I can kill hundreds but there's no way I can even bare her having a scratch over herself.

"Don't compare yourself with them.", I placed the knife in my hand back over the table, now having my absolute attention on her.

Her eyes instantly fell on her lap not being able to take my intense gaze.

"You're different and that is why you're here sitting next to me."

My intent gaze was boring holes in her petite figure.

"If they disobey me then I know how to make them fear me. And when it comes to you.....

I have other ways to deal with you."

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Here's episode 6. Enjoy reading.