chapter 20

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Third person's POV

"Seriously? I'm so fucking done with this shit" Taehyung massaged his temples as it was so fucking on his nerves that he wanted snap some necks.

Is namjoon for serious?

Really?

Fucking cameras?

"You know the boss" muttering hoseok fixed the small button like camera on the vase at the corner of room.

Ofcourse he knows namjoon. He doesn't trust anyone. It's not about loyalty at the moment, But the women who is his wife is real suspicious. That's what he said to which Taehyung was kinda curious on what had namjoon found that made her more suspicious on his eyes. Like come on. He have made it clear that she ain't one of those.

Namjoon haven't voiced his thoughts and said to set cameras only because she needs to be watched, according to him and that just made Taehyung more frustrated. He even wondered if she's really a thread.

A girl is keeping namjoon on edge. Quite funny if you ask Taehyung.

"Are you fucking done"

"Taehyung, now you are getting on my fucking nerve" Hoseok glared.

"I don't know pal. Maybe I should install some spy cam in your fucking place and watch you fucking around twenty four seven. Sounds lovely huh"

"You're getting more defensive and that makes me wonder why?" Hoseok raised an eyebrow and folded his hands and walked towards Taehyung who looked at him bored.

"Did she sucked your dick that good or what?"

Taehyung chuckled as his mind became clouded. "Mind repeating what you just said Hoseok?"

Hoseok sighed "It's weird and-"

"I fucking told you that I'll deal with this shit. I haven't found anything yet you-"

"Our boss sure found something" An small mumble was heard between the raising conflict and both men broke the eye contact and looked at the source of sound.

The familiar mint haired man was standing there. Taehyung frowns at him demanding answers.

All the attention made the mint haired man to shrink back while his cheeks coated with pink dust. Knotting both hand, he avoided eye contact.

"Yoongi?" Wait ..... Taehyung thought it was suga?

The mint haired nodded and smiled a familiar gummy smile feeling all giddy.

Sighing Taehyung took out a cigarette and lite it and took a deep puff from it. This sure is getting on his nerve.

Damn. Maybe he shouldn't have got married and should have thought some other fucking shit to make it even with his family.

"Did he talked to you?" Exhaling smoke Taehyung watched yoongi without blinking.

"Nope. But he sure did with suga" yoongi mused out.

Raising an eyebrow Taehyung again demanded an answer.

"Don't ask me, I don't know but they sure did the talk"

Sighing, He inhaled from the death stick and looked at hoseok who was lost in deep thoughts. "Don't tell me you too is worked up by a little bitch"

"You said you have people watching her." Hoseok stated blankly.

Eyeing the tip of the cigarette on hand, He nodded "So far nothing. Just regular college shit"

"What?" Taehyung continued knowing well there's something more to it that Hoseok ain't saying.

"Nothing-"

"Where's your wife?" Yoongi exclaimed and bited his lip as he saw how both men's eyes were on him.

"Umm .... yoonji bieng asking and-" yoongi frowned and his eyes became somewhat distant. Shaking head he nodded to himself and mumbled something quietly.

"What did she said?" Hoseok mumbled.

Yoongi looked at him. "What the- shut up" mumbling he walked out blushing.

"Uuuhh-"

"So, The fuck did he found?"

Hoseok sighed "I still can't fucking understand this shit, why you fuck-"

"I don't fucking care" Taehyung snapped "I wanna fucking deal with this shit if it's some serious threat. If it is some deep shit then you know the drill."

Hoseok observed Taehyung. Right who was hoseok kidding, This was Taehyung. He was surely known for many things on street, But not as an betrayer. If anything, He is an loyal man. He does what he says. Oh he sure does what he says. He is Namjoon's right hand man and he sure proved his loyalty. Even hoseok knows that Namjoon wouldn't think twice about Taehyung's loyalty, but he have his second thoughts on other's. Who He don't trust.

Namjoon's trust. That was sure something hard to gain. Real hard cause Namjoon mostly knows what he is dealing with. But once you lose it, Then that's just it ..... you are a dead meat for sure. He have made sure all men in xenon knows the fact to not fuck with him.

"I know. Just watch out for now. Namjoon keeping his guards up speaks alot" Hoseok said and nodded at Taehyung.

Taking a final puff from cigarette Taehyung nodes at him. "Now get out of my fucking house"

Rolling eyes and mumbling a 'dick head' hoseok walked out followed by Taehyung. "Don't you have delivery to make"

Hoseok sighed "Aha. Some new stuff to be exact"

Humming Taehyung walked down behind hoseok but frowned as they saw an mint haired man gaping at the kitchen, standing on ground.

"Yoongi we need to go" completely ignoring what hoseok said yoongi with round eyes and gaped mouth looked at Taehyung dead in his eyes, without blinking as he was in a daze.

Taehyung narrowed his eyes at that. That's not yoongi.

Fisting his hand and pulling out a thumb he motioned it towards the kitchen. As everything was silent Taehyung heard it. Murmurings and a small giggle followed by the sound of smooches.

What the fuck.

He frowned.

The mint haired gulped and once again fixed his gaze on kitchen.

Walking a head with a frown on his forehead, Taehyung looked at kitchen and felt shivers running through out his body.

WHAT THE FUCK.

What the fuck was happening?

Was this really happening?

Well, After meeting Storm he have been questioning reality alot recently.

There in the kitchen were two girls aggressively making out or more like his wife and some other bitch.

"What in the-" He heard hoseok mumbling something inherent, But he couldn't just react to it. It was something he never expected to be witnessed. Off guard. He was got off guard for sure.

His mouth parted in disbelief as he saw how his wife was clinging up to the women who had long jet black hair. Hands running wild on inappropriate places and basically sucking on each others face. He saw how that unknown bitch's hand went inside his wife's shirt.

Oh. Hell nah.

Narrowing his eyes, An sudden anger raised through out his body. His once gaped mouth closed tightly while teeth clenched. He felt like taking his fucking gun and shooting the both bitches right then and there.

Taking long soundful stride, He pulled out the long haired women and pushed her towards counter and locked his gaze at storm's fake once.

Her eyes were wide at first as she saw Taehyung's furious once But after a few seconds she rolled her eyes and a groan resonated in the silence. Probably Hwasa.

"You ok sweetheart" Storm asked as she leaned her face to Side to see the groaning women.

"HMPH- FUCK" Storm hissed as an sudden pain rose out in her skull as her breath hitched at the sudden jolt and pain. An beeping sound echoed in her ear as she bite her lower lip groaning.

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU DOING" Taehyung roared as he had a strong grip on her jaw and kept her pinned to wall. Oh the urge to bang her head against the wall was so high for him. The kitchen would definitely look great with crimson spatter around. Oh his hands were itchy to do that.

"YOU DENSE FUCKING BITCH" Storm gripped on his hand hard which was on her while her eyes flared with fury. She doubted if her jaw gonna dislocate because of the firm grip of other.

If looks could kill then both of them would be cold dead in seconds right then and there. At this very own fucking second in kitchen.

With other hand on his chest and a knee on his abs, She pushed him away With a snarl. Looking at Taehyung Storm cupped her jaw and ran a thumb over the paining side were purple blister started to form while holding back a hiss.

Her hands formed in a tight fist as her eyes bore to his own, Ready to take him down if he wanted a fight, if that's what he wanted she would proudly give it him.

Both of them were snarling and glaring in silent dare. Daring eachother to make one fucking move, One fucking move or word then to rip each other raw and flesh.

The dominance and negative energy oozing out of the couple created an real tense atmosphere through out the kitchen.

"What the fuck is wrong with YOU" storm snarled out not hiding her anger and irritation towords the man infront of her and those words caused to Taehyung's glare to intensify. Oh boy, Did he wanted to use his fucking gun and shoot all the motherfuckers in the room.

Storm scoffed and eyed Taehyung mumbling something incoherent.

"Well well well" An unknown feminine voice snapping his head back. It was Hwasa.

"I'm guessing you are the husband?"

Nobody answered as Hwasa raised both her eyebrows. Eyeing the engagement ring on Taehyung's finger, She smirked and leaned to the counter smugly.

Walking to an awkward wide eyed Hoseok, Taehyung took out the gun from his hostler which was  beneath his shirt and glared at Hwasa.

"You better get the fuck out of my house before I get you a fucking ticket to the fucking hell" He spat with hooded eyes letting her know that it ain't a fucking lie.

Hwasa snorted and eyed the gun while biting her index finger with a playful glint.

"Well Imma steal your fucking wife to hell then" She shrugged.

Click

Removing the safety he pointed gun at the women and an breathy 'fuck' could be heard from somewhere behind him, probably the mint haired one.

"Out" he emphasis the word, gritting his teeth.

Walking, Storm stood infront of Taehyung, facing him. Eyes blank, but Taehyung's murderous eyes was fixed on the women behind her who was smirking.

"You ain't gonna do shit yo-"

Bang.

Storm closed her eyes at the loud sound of gun but didn't fliched. She was close to him and the sound of bullet flying out caused goosebumps across her skin and once again there was an ringing sound echoing in her ears. But he didn't shoot anyone though. Not yet.

The smoke that rose out from the tip of gun where the bullet sped out indicated the deed he did as if it wasn't already known.

"DON'T FUCKING TEST ME AND FUCKING GET THE FUCK OUT"

Hwasa rolled her eyes and mumbled an fine. Grabbing arm of storm's Hwasa looked at Taehyung who was shaking in displeasure and then fixed her eyes on Storm.

"You know the way to find me" and with that she pecked on storm's lips eyeing Taehyung. Backing away she smirked at him.

His hands started to shake as heat raise up through out his body due to the anger. The girl better get the fuck out cause Taehyung was like an Ticking time bomb now.

"Can I join you for a threesome?" The mint haired blurted out and Taehyung's eyes narrowed on Hwasa as both her and storm gazed behind him.

"The fuck yoonji" Hoseok spat.

"What? I would love these two mommies to-"

"Last time. Last time I'm telling you to get the fuck out" Taehyung's deep voice dropped an octave low now. If she ain't gonna get the fuck out then-

"What if she ain't going" Storm challenged him with a raised eyebrows and folded hands.

"It's not like you can satisfy me" she smirked as he heard gasp from behind.

Oh.

She did not.

She did not just said that. Taehyung thought.

He laughed in disbelief. This bitch is asking for it. He gritted his teeth which was now audible as he kept his hold on to the patience that he didn't knew he had. Well after meeting Storm he sure was discovering things that he didn't knew that he had it in him.

"I'll deal with you later" he narrowed his eyes.

"Oh do you" with that storm grabbed Hwasa by neck and gave a hard kiss on her lips.

Right infront of his face.

And suddenly Storm was impelled to the cupboard under the counter on floor hardly by Taehyung who was seething while vein stood out on his forehead, Eyes sharp as he was ready take his opposite out.

Groaning followed by cursing in foreign language ringed against the four walls of kitchen.

Ignoring that he moved his gaze to Hwasa, He was so gonna kill her and make Hoseok dumb her body in a fucking ocean. Before he can put his plan to action, Hwasa cut him off from his thoughts.

"Geez. Chill your tits. Anyways see you soon sweetheart" with that Hwasa walked out, Not before sending an flying kiss for storm and an slap on yoonji's ass which made her blush.

Storm sighed and massaged the back of her head with a hiss "The fuck Taehyung. Was that necessary?"

Oh boy. Was she serious now?

Taehyung looked at her blankly now having alot of ideas on how to kill the bitch right then and there.

"Seriously? A FUCKING SLUT-"

"Bitch don't talk like you never fucked a whore before. Why the fuck did you ruined it" Storm throw an nasty glare at him now as it was getting her worked up.

Tilting his head Taehyung observed storm. An brownish reddish mark has started to form on her neck indicating her previous fucking activities with the other women and that caused him to let out a growl.

'Watch me fucking around' so that's what she meant by that message. Fucking around just like she said.

"YOU can fuck around" she pointed her index finger at him and continued "And so do I" pointing an thumb at herself, she walked up to him with a smirk ghosting on her lips. In a swift Storm teared his T shirt which exposed his well toned chest and abs.

Before she can caress her name on his chest he caught her wrist in his firm grip, Still looking blankly at her and didn't utter a word which amused storm.

Eyeing the block letters carved on his skin, she locked her gaze on him. "As far as I know, You don't owe me"

"Let me enlighten it for you" with that she pushed Taehyung agaisnt the wall with her other hand firm against his chest to which he hissed as an thud sound echoed because of the impact.

"Since you couldn't fuck me or fucking satisfy me, I got myself a bitch who can actually fucking handle me"

She smirked seeing his nose flare and chest moving with every breath he took. The grip of his large hand on her wrist got tightened, which she avoided completely.

"Awww Tesoro. Tua moglie ha comprato una casa di puttana. cosa farai al riguardo?"

(Your wife bought a bitch home. what you gonna do about it?)
She giggled out.

With a second he pinned her down on the cold counter while pointing a gun straight up in her chin. Storm grunted at that but still glared at him.

"YOU. ARE. SUCH. A FUCKING BITCH." His voice was so loud that he almost made her flinch. Almost. With each word he pushed the gun deeper to her skin which already caused a bruise there.

"Be glad I didn't rip you in half with my bare hand" he hissed out.

Nevertheless she giggled out amusingly not backing away. She didn't showed any type of emotion other than amusement and that was pissing him off. Why the fuck was she fucking giggling when she was at a gun point. She wasn't submitting to him nor showing off any sign of weakness or fear. Bitch.

Staring in to his endless black orbs she grinned "Told you to talk with your fucking mommy so you don't have to deal with a bitch. Too bad that you are an pussy like your mommy who can't accept a shit that- FUCK"

Her words got stop in her throat as Taehyung, hit her temple with his gun and grabbed her neck hard and choked her. Cutting her air supply for good. For a good second her visions were filled with black dots as she tried to breath between her coughs.

Her head was now starting to get hurt as she closed her eyes tight to keep it calm but fuck, was his grip tight.

"You are NOT GONNA GET AWAY WITH THIS SHIT"

Coughing hard she grabbed Taehyung's wrist on her neck to let her go and with other hand, she let it roam around the counter and it came contact with one of the knife stand. Without wasting a second Storm grabbed the kitchen knife while making a mess on the counter as it fell and scattered in the process.

"A FUCKING WHORE WHO CAN'T KEEP HER LEGS C- "

He couldn't complete it as she elbowed on his jawline to which caused to loosen his grip on her and groan in pain. Without wasting a second she kicked him with her knee on his belly.

Oh he shouldn't have said that.

He shouldn't have.

He shouldn't have used those words.

Anything but that.

Without wasting an second, Storm pounced on him, Tackling him to the ground and straddled him.

"YOU BITCH" With that she throw a hard punch on his face to which he groaned. The sudden blow caused his eyes to tear up a little.

But before she can blow another punch, He switched their position, Now straddling Storm was Taehyung. But before he could do anything she grunted out loud "GET OFF ME YOU FILTHY PIECE OF SHIT" With that being said she pushed him off of her with all her might.

Tightly gripping the knife in her hand she again straddled him. His eyes widened as he saw the silver knife and the murderous glare of Storm.

Oh shit. That's all he thought. His eyes widened and before he knew it she charged her knife at him, Right in his face to which he quickly avoided by moving face. The sharp voice of metal clicking against the floor boomed against his ear.

"THE FUCK IS- SHIT" He had move his head again as she tried to stab the shit out of his face. The bitch was getting too aggressive now.

Taehyung caught the knife with one hand and with other her wist in a tight grip now as she once again tried to stab his fucking neck this time.

Blood started leak out from his hand as it cut through his flesh which made the silver knife to coat in crimson.

Despite the stinging sensation on his hand to which he cursed in his mind, He narrowed his eyes as his mind wondered 'WHERE THE FUCK SHE GETTING THIS FUCKING STRENGTH'

"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT. HOW FUCKING DARE YOU." She screamed at him and used her both hand on knife and pushed it more towards his neck with all the strength she can get at the moment as Taehyung grunted and tried to hold it, To not die. The pain from wounded hand was increasing which caused his grip to loosen but not the grip on her wrist.

"YOU. WON'T. FUCKING DISRESPECT ME LIKE THAT YOU MOTHERFUCKER" She Roared at Taehyung and now her hands started to shake as all Storm could see was red.

"STOP THIS- AAH FUCK" He cursed as the knife touched his sweaty delicate skin of his neck and he felt it.

He felt the sharp object starting to tear his skin on neck as he could feel an strip of blood oozing out slightly.

The loud curse by him caused an sudden halt in her action. Gazing at him he saw how his hand was covered in blood and how it dripped to his neck from his hand. Something about that narrowed glaring eyes and clenching teeth Reminded her something.

Maybe it was those bloody wounded hand that gave her an harsh flashback.

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Her silver eyes was wide as possible as she couldn't breath, Neither can she scream.

Too wide that it looked like it's gonna plop out of the socket.

No.

Fresh salty tears fall out of her silver eyes once again for the day.

Was this really happening?

An sudden pain from her abdomen rose up throughout her body. Stinging pain from down made it hard for her to

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