Dominator's Property | Taekook

Chapter 10

Taehyung pov

Jimin was inside my doorway, "I come bearing gifts. I deliver your husband," he gave a gallant bow and then snickered at me. I'd just gotten here and had known they were going to be along soon.

I rolled my eyes, "Fucking Pop."

He laughed, leaning against the wall, "He's a looker, bro. Dad did good."

"Don't look at my husband." I pointed at him, a little smirk on my face. I punched his shoulder playfully, "And just you wait. I'm sure he's lining up someone for you to marry next."

"Since you'll be head of the family, I think that means you get to pick, doesn't it?"

I threw my head back and let out an evil laugh, "Oh yeah. And just you wait!"

"I'll go get him." He told me, grinning. He knew I'd have his back. Truth be told,he couldn't wait for Pop to head out to pasture. Jimin and I had plans for taking the family business to the next level together. We were half-brothers and five years apart but we'd grown up together and were alike in many ways. He was the only other person I'd 100% trust to have my back. I didn't even trust my father 100%. I didn't think he'd set out to do harm to me intentionally but I knew that we were all pawns, to a degree, and that his idea of having my back and Jimin's idea of the same would diverge.

"Put him in my bedroom and lock the door." I said and wiggled my eyebrows.Then I walked into my office to tie up a few loose ends before the big reveal. I didn't know much about him yet but from what I did know so far, I guessed that he wouldn't have taken the news of today lightly. I was anticipating, even hoping for some resistance and looking fucking forward to it.

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Jungkook pov

The guy with my phone gave it to Jimin when he came back to the SUV.

"Let's go." Jimin said to me.

I got out and started walking fast to meet up with Jimin. I couldn't run. The gate was shut.Would I run, though, if it wasn't? Kim Baekhyun threatened me, pretty much saying Dad was a goner if I didn't cooperate, and maybe me, too. But what was going to happen to me here?

I followed Jimin into the big house, feeling a little shaky and a lot queasy. I couldn't help but notice the architectural details of the place because it was the sort of house I'd always dreamt of living in. 

Inside the front door was a foyer that opened to a staircase directly to my left and a long hallway under an arch to my right. This was the kind of house I'd pick.. It was my mom's dream to live in a house like this. I shivered at the thought of my Mom,unable to fathom this.

"Follow me," Jimin led the way up the stairs, down a long hall with several closed doors to a set of double doors, and then opened them both and walked in.I followed inside.

"I'll give your phone to Taehyung. He'll decide when you can have them
back."

I was trembling. I couldn't help it. I was in a big master suite with a king sized bed, about to be left with someone who thought they had a claim on me. I was supposed to be at a party celebrating the end of my childhood and the beginning of life as an adult. An adult with choices, a future, independence.This was not that. This was something else. This something else was bad. Very bad. Jimin nodded politely, reached over to the bedside table and picked up a cordless phone and then left with it. I let out a big breath, as if I'd been holding it in for hours. I had to keep my cool somehow. If I had a freak out, there was no telling what would happen to me. If I kept my cool, I could suss everything out and then decide what to do.

I surveyed the room. It was nice, luxurious, even. Soft dove gray walls, big dark wood furniture, lots of leather, exposed beam ceilings with ceiling fans. The Room was decorated in gray and black.I wouldn't say it was my taste, really, but it was nice. There was a big difference from this room to the kind of room I was used to. The small Room I'd shared with Taemin had our two twin loft beds with desks underneath and drawers for stairs was small but we'd made it our own. Here was a room I was expected to share with a man. I cringed, looking at the bed, fearing what I'd be expected to do. I knew nothing about this Taehyung. All I knew was that I was in a pickle of a situation and I didn't know how I'd get myself out.

Rose, Hoseok , and everyone must've been worried about me right now. Or had my Dad made up an excuse? They'd probably report me missing if they didn't hear from me in a few hours. They knew how stoked I was about this party. There was a huge cake for us, two thirds vanilla and a third chocolate because me and Taemin preferred vanilla and Beom preferred chocolate. Rose had said she had our photos put on in icing. I never saw my cake. A tear slid down my cheek. Then I heard the doorknob turn.I put my lips together and stood still, back straight, took a deep breath, and waited.

Taehyung pov

When I opened the door and saw him standing there, I wanted to capture the moment in time. It went from him being stoic, trying to hide his fear, standing tall and rigid to the flash of recognition that led to his forehead crinkling and his eyes staring at me accusingly.

I stepped in, closed the door behind myself, and I stood there, waiting for him to say something.