Park Jimin is tearing his hair out.
His estate has turned into a hotel, and the one man he vowed would never reside under his roof is clogging up his halls and getting on his nerves. The arrival of her enigmatic ex, however, is exactly what Hahm Yun...
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It wasn't the first time Hahm Yunhee had scrutinised her reflection while wearing an elegant gown.
Butterflies had danced in her stomach when Jimin had taken her to the masquerade, but as she stared into the mirror this evening, she felt nothing but apprehension. The chignon, smoky eyes and scarlet lips were timeless, but the corseted satin with a split thigh and naked shoulder made her as nervous as a virgin at a prison rodeo.
Primarily because it was the garment she'd seen on Taehyung's bedroom floor in those disturbing premonitions.
Go figure.
It wasn't unusual for a twenty-six year old woman to want to crack on with her life after a break up, but here she was, trapped in a parallel universe with a delusional doppelgänger who was adamant they celebrate their fictional anniversary with a bang.
Well, he should be so lucky.
If The Dark Energy's calculations were right, their steamy session was lurking on the horizon, but if that unbalanced fucktard thought he was getting laid tonight, he had another thing coming.
Yunhee had every intention of bolting long before Taehyung could drop his pants and do any sort of banging.
'Where the devil is he actually taking me, anyway?' she grumbled as she slid her feet into a pair of Jimmy Choos and fastened the diamond studded straps.
A black-tie event with champagne, dancing, and a skyline view of the city?
Seoul was filled with high-rises. It could have been anywhere, but Taehyung had insisted on keeping their destination a secret since breaking it to her at Hyun Bin's ranch yesterday.
Hyun Bin's ranch. Horse riding. Of all things.
Instinctively, Yunhee had wanted to jump from the saddle and test how far she could run before Taehyung galloped after her, but she'd managed to stick to her plan and succeed in wrapping the man around her little finger.
Taehyung was wholeheartedly enamoured by her reciprocation, and his dangerous temper had not reared its ugly head for a while.
Regrettably, there had been no sign of Jimin while out on their adventure, but she knew that he was out there cooking up a storm. Tae was with him. He would know the significance of today's date, and if fate played its part, he, Jimin and Suga would be ready to whisk her away tonight.
That thought alone had been enough to put her mind at ease, and after an exhausting hack through the mountains in the crisp November air, she'd passed out before reaching the stables and could barely remember the drive home.
When she'd risen this morning, she'd had to remind herself that achy thighs were inevitable for an inexperienced horse rider. Waking up in her pyjamas rather than her equestrian gear, however, was rather disconcerting, because she had no recollection of changing her clothes.
