Third person's POV.

Mumbling and gasps were the only thing that could be heard in through out the hall at the moment as the couple made their entrance. To say everyone was shocked would be not the word.

The hall looked like one of those fairy tale place straight from book. So heavenly. Everyone was in their best expensive dress which were an shade of white and expensive jewellery.

"I can't believe this shit" Taehyung looked at side and saw an familiar mint Haired one beside him with a white fulffy dress eyes glowing more than usual while nails painted in red.

"How come she ended up with a fucker like you"

Taehyung frowned and followed others eyes and it landed on storm.

She was sipping on wine looking hella bored. Doesn't like much attention for sure. Maybe that's why he never heard of yoon having a daughter because she doesn't like being the center of attention.

An mystery she was. Taehyung didn't knew much about her except She was same age as him, majoring on arts. Considering how the last night was, he still had doubts lingering around him and now he knew she wasn't in a good relation with her family either.

She was like one of those crazy hormonal teenager who just do what they want to without giving a damn fuck.

The way she called lenzo a fucking cunt in front of everyone there present. Well both Taehyung's and her's, in Italian. He almost laughed at that and Lenzo couldn't do anything but glare.

"Cause I'm not a figa like you bitches who hides"
(Pussy/cunt)

That's what she said before they entered the hall. He was sure proud of her and he had made sure none talked to her about Her wild appearance today.

She Hated being ordered on what to do. Taehyung was so sure about that one now, he internally rolled his eyes at the thought itself.

All in all he came to conclusion that she was an absolute beautiful bitch. An bad one though, who loves to make troubles. Well, with those tattoos peeking behind her back she sure loves being bad and Taehyung would love to fuck it out of her.

"She sure have the dick unlike you"

Taehyung frowned and looked at the mint hair.

"The fuck you mean yoonji?"

Yoonji snorted "bitch look at her and look at you. Looking like a virgin boy" she laughed checking Taehyung in his suit.

Taehyung watched storm again ignoring other. She was pouting at Taehyung now with a mischief glint in her eyes.

"Ya if you ever feel like a having a threesome, give me a quick call."

"The fuck yoonji?" He asked in disgust.

"I would totally bend down-"

"Shut it" Taehyung snapped.

"But I-"

Rolling eyes Taehyung walked through pool of people occasionally talking a bit, hiding his irritation until his father said to have the first dance with storm to which he showed his middle proud well manicured finger.

He doesn't even care.

He wanted to get the fuck out but seeing his wife he couldn't help it.

Walking elegantly to her, he took her hand and walked a head to the empty space.

Lights dimed and a slow music started to fill the room.

"Seriously? Don't t-"

"Hush it and dance women" Taehyung said snaked his hand on her waist.

In the dim light her silver eyes sparked which was boring into his dark once. It looked like two full moon across the darkest night if you asked Taehyung.

Keeping her body close to his with no space they started to move to slow music gracefully.

"I didn't knew you were into these cheesy shit." she teased as she tugged on the hair behind with one of her hand which was placed on his wide shoulder.

"I'm more into wild shit" he said and breathed out relaxing.

"Why didn't you wear that dress" he asked as he fixed her crown oh her hair and twirl her around and hold one of her firm hand in his big once and placed his other hand on her ass.

"Cause that was a total shit and I hate it like, come on." She rolled her eyes "And I like being bad" whispering as it was a secret she winked at him.

"You sure do" twirling, now her back was pressing against his front.

She visibly relaxed in his board chest while he tightly hold her close.

Moving on the floor slowly he run his nose on her exposed shoulder, The wild intoxicating fragrance of her was filling on his nostrils which flood across his mind and put him in daze.

Now having a close look on her kinda but not much exposed shoulder he took a peek on the black ink.

An dragon head was peeking out from her back and an fancy font elegantly written something in Italian on back under shoulder towards right side. He bite his lips.

His mind became clouded as he read that. For some reason he felt a chilly feeling as he realized something.

The gears in his brain started spin as he danced with with her and his hold tightened.

She did it purposely.

She wore all black because it screams power, fear, mystery and authority. It shows evilness and death. It represents mourning. Complete opposite from the surroundings. In midst of all these fake lambs she alone was stood out like a angel. An dark fallen angel.

An darkest color in the world, which absorbs bright light but it never reflects back any.

When he realized what she may had in her mind Taehyung felt a bit powerful yet slightly terrified.

Powerful, because .....................
.............  He doesn't know. He just felt it. Terrified because how the fuck she thought something like this and portrayed it.

Wait. Where the fuck did she get all this shit from.

He felt a tug on his neck as she hugged his neck closely. He bite his lips as he felt others lips on his neck.

"What got your brain go choo choo" she mumbled to his neck.

One of his hand caressed the elegant black ink across her smooth side of her upper back.

Biting her looped silver earrings adorned ear, he whispered.

"Tu sei una bellissima bugia e io sono la dolorosa verità"

She raised both eyebrows genuinely surprised while Taehyung looked blankly at her.

To his surprise, she pecked his lips, A small chu sound echoed in his ears.

"Don't sweat much on it Tesoro" both their forehead was touching while both stare into each others eyes.

Black orbs to silver once.

"Stop groping my ass you fucking hoe" she playfully giggled while he groaned.

They were just swaying right to left and back and front in each others arms and you know what? they don't give a flying fuck.

"I swear this fucking dress"

"What? Doesn't it look nice?" She wiggled her eyebrows.

"I prefer you being naked though" she hummed and put his face in crook of his neck.

"Dancing naked?" His neck vibrated as she spoke while he tightened his hold on her.

"I prefer fucking you with just this crown only sparkles." He said as his fucking brain came up with a fucking image and shit, that was enough to get his manhood to wakeup. The amount of times he is getting the blue balls because of this brat.

"And you know what I wanna ..."

The light came back from dim once and claps and whistles and mumbles echoed across but both of them was still gazing each other.

Slightly backing away she smiled at him and stomped on Taehyung's foot with her high heels without warning.

A shriek of fuck left his mouth he gritted his teeth and slightly jump while glaring at storm wanting nothing but to snap her neck.

The crazy croud judging them was completely ignored. Who cares about the world anyways. Fuck them for all they care, cause world weren't much great to them either.

Rolling eyes she walked away.

Oh. She sure gonna pay for that.

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I have been busy with my family and I'm gonna attend my class on coming Monday ...... also not to forget about the exams.
I'm so not ready for that. *sigh

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Ngl I loved writing this chapter.

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