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Behind The Scene

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Taehyung and you fell in love at first sight but he had a dark and dangerous business which he could not let you know. He rounded up his 7 friends to keep his secret from you and told his best friend to protect you at all cost.

The next morning, you woke up to Taehyung sleeping beside you. You cuddled in his chest and wrapped your arm around his body, causing him to stir awake.

“Good morning princess,” he said in his husky morning voice as he swept your fringe to the side of your face. You tightened your hold around his waist and cuddled closer to him. He hugged you back and pecked your forehead while drawing circles on the arm that he was embracing.

“Are you still scared?” he asked gently before kissing your forehead again.

You shook your head. “I was just shocked by Jimin and your reaction,” you looked up at Taehyung’s face. The man gave “mm” as a reply and kissed you again before shifting his body to cuddle you longer.

Taehyung sent you to work that morning and told you that he will be picking you up tonight. He headed back to office for another meeting with the stakeholders.

“The other side could have discovered her. Updates anyone?”, was Taehyung’s opening speech when he entered the door and threw his phone onto the table in front of his seat.

“Obviously. You aren’t exactly very low profile about your impending wedding Mr Kim,” Hoseok retorted.

“100-table banquet at the Shangri-la Gangnam and engaging Gong Tammy as your wedding planner. You might as well give them a call to invite them to the party,” Jin said in full sarcasm.

“Just to remind you, they are still very unhappy about the X incident previously. By throwing such a grand wedding, you are only asking for trouble up your ass. You are literally giving them a good opportunity to take you down for what you have done previously. And if I were them, I would take your wife, because the whole world knows that she is your weakest spot. Why? Because you are literally telling the whole world that you are keeping such a vulnerable little thing by your side right now,” Yoongi had his index finger out and pointing at Taehyung as he spoke angrily.

“Hyung”,

“We have to protect her…. at all cost.” The person who spoke looked up with such serious eyes that everyone could no longer protest. It was not Taehyung who spoke, but Jimin.

“Now I am really curious about this woman”, Jungkook spoke up.

“I guess we will have to meet this very interesting woman,” Hoseok said in a frivolous tone.

“First, I will have to meet the elders to push them for ways to get our asses out of the X case,” Yoongi said before he stood up, brushed his blazer harshly and exit the room.

Taehyung’s secretary saw how worried and stressed out Taehyung looked during the meeting and felt bad for him. Taehyung had wanted his members to help him out, yet all he got was shaming and blaming. She gently knocked on Taehyung’s door and entered his office when she heard a faint, “come in”.

“If you need, I guess I could ask my grandfather if there’s any way to help the situation.”

Taehyung’s secretary had a grandfather who was influential in the field and he was also Taehyung’s godfather. Taehyung respected the old man and to some extent, feared him. Her powerful background was also the reason why the members did not dare to make sick jokes out of her even behind her back or fuck her when she was totally hot enough for them to want to fuck her in her office there and then.

“I really don’t want to bother godfather with a nuisance like this. I will take it on my own don’t worry. But thank you for offering, I really appreciate it.”

“Alright… I have some contacts in Dior and Laboutin that sort of thing. I mean if your wi-wife-to-be needs something, it’s always easier to have a girl around to assist with such things,” she almost choked when she had to say the w word.

“That would be really helpful” - a knock on the door interrupted the conversation and Jimin entered hastily.

When he saw the secretary, he collected himself until she left the room and closed the door behind her.

Jimin was holding onto his ipad and telling Taehyung that they would need to come up with a detailed daily plan for you especially since the masked man incident.

“It’s only the two of us around the clock, we would have to plan this well”, Jimin said.

“Jungkook and Hoseok agreed to help me out with being her bodyguard.”

“Come on you know the both of them are just out to check out how fuckable she -” Jimin stopped himself as he saw his friend’s face darkened.

“I really don’t want any risks,” Jimin sighed in defeat.

“Me too, but we really need both of their help. The risk could be higher for her if the both of us missed out on anything,” Taehyung rationalized. “I will set up a meeting to introduce her to the members, so that they know this wedding is going to be real.”

When Taehyung visited you at the cafe that evening, you were back to your chirpy self as the routine of work got your mind off what happened yesterday and lifted your mood up. Seeing you happy and bright again, Taehyung smiled and felt the stress that he was holding for the entire day was relieved.

When you whined for Taehyung to take a walk with you before going back home, he almost relented but he was glad that he managed to stay firm about going home straight after getting out of the car. It was too dangerous to be wondering around. It was only when Taehyung told you that he had something important to tell you that you decided to forgo having a cozy walk with him around the neighbourhood before heading into the house.

The important thing that Taehyung wanted to tell you was the meeting with the other members whom he mentioned as his good friends since his teenage years who would be helping out with the wedding preparations. He suggested to have a dinner at some posh restaurant, but you told him that it would seemed more sincere if you invited them over to have a meal that you specially prepared for them. Taehyung could never say no to you and told you to get Jimin to help with the groceries and chores. “Hmm but do you think they would like it here? My house is a little shabby… and ordinary.”

“Hey your house fine. Wait till you see your new house, our new house,” Taehyung held your pouty face and kissed your lips.

The next morning, you woke up to an empty space next to you where Taehyung was sleeping in the night before. He was sitting at the dining table having a serious conversation on the phone. You decided not to disturb him so instead of greeting him, you went to the back of the kitchen to get your towel from the laundry and headed back into the bathroom. Taehyung noticed that you were awake and seemed a little startled as he immediately told the person that he had to go.

You were rinsing your mouth when you looked up and realised that Taehyung was standing behind watching you since god knows when. He had an idiot-grin that made you laugh.

“How long have you been peeping at me you perv?” you said into the mirror as you dried your face with the towel.

“I can’t help it, you are too cute,” Taehyung said as he moved forward to give you a backhug and kissed you on your cheek.

“And now I have to wash my face again,” you teased.

“How about making you brush your teeth again?” He pulled you around and kissed your mouth deeply, prodding his tongue on your lips, and when your lips gave entrance, his tongue fought for dominance, pushing for a deeper kiss until you were out of breath. You could have sex with Taehyung there and then but Taehyung had always managed to stop himself. He had always wanted to wait till the both of you were officially married. Sometimes you would purposely put his hands on your breast, your butt, your inner thighs, in between your legs, but Taehyung would usually just give a light squeeze, or graze along the outside of your panties without actually pulling them aside and sticking even his fingers in. You wondered where his self control came from as he would always end your hot make out sessions with, "god i want to fuck you so bad right now." But he wanted to treat you differently from the other girls so he would pull away after another round of long and deep kisses.

You sent Taehyung off at the door as you did not go to work that day. You were waiting for Jimin to arrive when you had a phone call from one of your suppliers.

“I don’t get what you mean by you can’t send the stocks down on time this month. It was agreed since a long time ago and all along you’ve been sending it down on the same day every month.”

When Jimin rang the doorbell, you opened the door and gestured to him that you were on the phone, and for him to help himself around the house.

“But it’s really unfair to me because it was agreed on both sides. You can’t just tell me at the last minute, how am I supposed to run my business if I don’t have the supplies?”

“I understand that you are running a business as well and it’s difficult to reject a bigger deal but you’ve got to understand that an agreement is an agreement. We have both agreed to have this amount of stock sent to my place at this time every month at this price. If you would like something changed, you could have given me a month notice at least.”

“I really understand where you are coming from and I hope that you can understand where I stand as well. Thank you so much, I will be ready for your delivery next week.”

You hung up the call and heaved a loud sound of relief.

“Something wrong?” Jimin asked while helping himself to some water in your kitchen.

“Yeah my supplier almost bailed on me because some big client asked for more stocks at a higher price at the last minute, but it’s all settled now!” you ended in a high pitched voice and went over to the kitchen to join Jimin.

Jimin was impressed with how you were always so cheerful and bright. Taehyung was right, your smile was really something. He liked how you were optimistic but not naive, you were simple but fiercely independent, pure but also smart. You were ordinary, but at that moment when Jimin watched you bent over to look into your fridge, he thought that you were actually quite pretty.

“We might need to get some eggs,” you said in a sing-song way.

“You better check for a list of things to buy, we ain’t gonna go back to the supermarket once we get back.”

Having Jimin around while you were cooking helped alot. Unlike Taehyung who would only praise you, Jimin gave constructive feedback about whether there was too much cream, too little salt or something was just not right. He would also include details about each member like how Namjoon hyung didn’t like tomatoes, Jungkook liked beef and how much rice was necessary to feed the entire group. Jimin was a great helper in the kitchen too. He would wash and cut the vegetables, thaw the meat and kill the squid. When you wanted to tease him, you tapped on his shoulder and fed him a spoonful of the soup that was without the seasoning. You would see his face pause and cringe at the taste of the hot liquid and laughed out loud. He would tease you back by calling your name and with both hands, fling the vegetables that he was washing when you turned in response, so that the water would splatter on your face. “Hey people are paying great money for broccoli essence for their face, you are getting it for free”, he would laugh.

When dinner time was approaching, you were getting nervous. You were afraid that you might missed out on something but Jimin assured you that you’ve got everything prepared. “I think what you need to prepare right now is yourself. Please don’t tell me you are going to meet my friends in this look.” You giggled sheepishly as you knew that you looked like a mess right now. So you went to take a shower and changed into a new set of clothes and put on some make up that were fitting for reception of your guests. When you came out of your room looking fresh and done up, Jimin’s breath was taken away for a moment. You were not particularly dolled up but he thought you looked fresh and pleasant like the field of white flowers among the green mountains in spring.

The boys were not particularly attracted to you but they were very interested in what kind of person you were, mainly out of curiosity because they were still wrapping their heads around Taehyung’s hasty decision to marry you. But after figuring that you came from a plain background, like you haven’t even been to any of the night clubs at Gangnam, even Hoseok who was the only one actively creating conversations with you, gave up on pretending to be interested in talking to you.

“Okay so this dinner is for all of you to get to know my wife-to-be as all of you would be seeing her around often for the next few weeks to come!” Taehyung announced.

“Hoseok hyung and Jungkook would be helping you to move your things to the new house,” Taehyung turned to tell you kindly.

Hoseok and Jungkook looked at each other and shrugged, “yeah I guess we will.”

“Sure thank you!”, your voice sounding like bells. “So... how did you guys meet one another?” You asked in an attempt to get to know them better.

There was a few “ahem” around the table and the older guys continued eating without looking up.

“We were from the same team in school. Baseball. Some of them were seniors and Jungkook here was the most junior. We played for the school team,” your boyfriend explained. Well, he wasn’t lying. The 7 of them met in school and their friendship continued beyond the sport and the schooling years. They worked as a team to fight against competitors even after they left school.

“Ahhh... so do you guys work together now?”

Even Jimin looked down and continued with his food.

“Erm... not really. Most of us are helping our family to run the business, or running our own companies,” Taehyung was trying to not say too much for the fear that his voice might shake. Well he was not lying as well. Most of the guys at the table owned the companies that they were running. They were CEOs or GMs of the companies that they inherited from their dads or granddads, or set up as a subsidiary company from the other guys’ companies. For example, Jungkook owned a chain of creative gaming agencies that was a subsidiary of Yoongi’s construction and properties company which was passed to him by his father. Those holding on to family wealth and the parent companies were the more influential ones, and they were Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi and Taehyung. They were the ones with the connections to both the black and the white, the officials, governments, mafias, yakuza etc. But nobody needed to know that, especially you.

After dinner, the 6 boys got into the lift and heaved a sigh of relief after the door closed and they stopped hearing your cheerful farewells.

“That was so awkward,” Yoongi complained.

“I think my dinner is not going down,” Namjoon added.

“I really wondered what Taehyung saw in her,” Jin sounded out.

“Maybe he saw what we can only see in her bed”, Hoseok said.

“Tsk,” Jimin gave a distasteful face.

“What? I mean we all know how tight Jungkook’s -” Hoseok shut up when he realised what he was about to say when Jungkook was just standing there in the same elevator.

“Well, she must be quite good down there for Taehyung to choose her vagina for life in just 3 months”, Yoongi said in a matter of fact way.

Jimin rolled his eyes and stomped out of the elevator when the doors finally opened. The other guys thought he was throwing a tantrum. He got into his car angrily but stopped himself as he fell back and rested his head on the headrest and closed his eyes. Why was he even so mad? The boys talked about girls in this way all the time. His engine roared and he drove off, speeding all the way home.

On the day when you had to move your things into your new house, Taehyung had an important business meeting and told you to move your things in first. He sent Hoseok and Jungkook to helped you out. Jimin was held up by something in his office for the morning and the idea of being alone with Hoseok and Jungkook made you nervous.

When the two boys saw you, they were first taken aback by how you looked. You had hired two movers and a lorry to help you load your items from your old house. The two boys were leaning on their BMW and maserati when they saw you waving at them from the passenger seat of the lorry. You were sitting in the middle of two big guys, the driver on your right and another on your left near the door.

When you jumped off from the truck, Hoseok was even more shocked by how down-to-earth you looked as compared to Jungkook’s wife who was there to help with the moving. You were in T-shirt, denim shorts and dirty sneakers, sleeves rolled up and hair tied up in a mess. You looked like you had worked quite a bit before getting here. Jungkook’s wife on the other hand, wore a casual outift as well, a cami crop top with straps that were self-tied into ribbons on the shoulders, ripped denim shorts that would expose her ass if she lifted her legs any higher than standing still, nude pump heels and a big floppy hat.

“Good morning! The keys are with me!” You exclaimed excitedly when you saw Hoseok and Jungkook and made your way to the front gate to unlock the door.

You couldn’t help but smile happily at the sight of your new house. You proceeded to open the windows to allow the sunlight to come in and the fresh air to ventilate the house. Your new home was in a quiet district. You had wanted to live in an apartment so that it would not be too quiet for just the two of you but Taehyung wanted to give you a big house. So you compromised and got a one storey private house instead.

“You could just unload all the boxes here and I will sort them out and take them to the respective rooms later!” you told the two boys as well as the two movers who seemed more willing to help you than Taehyung’s friends.

The three of you followed behind the two movers and you unloaded the big boxes with the same vigour as the two big guys which caught Hoseok in another surprise. You were moving in and out as quickly as the guys and was not afraid of the heavy boxes. But most of the time, the movers would stop you from carrying the heavy boxes yourself and take the box from you, causing you to just laugh it off and thank them. Hoseok was getting pissed off at Jungkook for not helping out but entertaining his whiny wife the whole time. When Jungkook told him that he would be dropping his wife off to somewhere for awhile, Hoseok waved the youngest off in irritation and told him that he was not of any help at all.

After the last box was moved in, the three guys were standing in the new living room panting and sweating. You took out a plastic bag full of drinks inside and gave it out to them, “please take a rest, I’m sorry the drinks are not cold anymore I got them this morning.”

The movers gulped down the drinks with gratitude and bid their farewells after they had made sure you didn’t need any more help with moving the boxes into the rooms. “No it’s okay, you have done enough,” you sent them off at the door and waved goodbye. You sat on the floor and drank up, looking around at your new house and smiling uncontrollably.

Hoseok was amused by your genuine admiration of your house which he honestly thought was not very impressive. “Are you really so happy?” He asked in amusement.

“Yeah it’s a strange feeling, I don’t even know why am I so excited!” you said with a little squeal in your voice. Your happiness seemed contagious as Hoseok couldn’t help but chuckle a little.

While you were unboxing the cartons, you accidentally slashed your palm and winced in pain. You looked at the cut for awhile and found that it was not deep so you clenched and unclenched your fist and continued with what you were doing. Hoseok caught you and immediately stopped you, “hey hey hey what do you think you are doing?” He took your hand and checked the wound.

“Ah it’s not a deep cut”, you tried to brush him off but he gave you a look. “Still? There’s blood. I have a first aid box in my car, let’s go.”

“Wait!” you got up and went into the kitchen. Hoseok followed after you to make sure you were not up to any tricks that would worsen your cut.

You turned on the tap and placed your injured hand under the running water. Your face winced in pain and you let out some small “ahhh ahhh” sounds as the running water flushed the blood down. Hoseok could almost feel the pain himself and he was surprised again. The girls that he met would whine and cry at the slightest bruise or pain except those caused during sex, and he was impressed by how fiesty you were. “Ok let’s go!” you chimed after you were washing your wound.

Hoseok was very careful with the administration of your wound and he bandaged your palm as though you had broken your hand. “I don’t want Taehyung to be nagging at me” was his answer when you told him that you only needed a plaster. You could only laugh at him and his first aid skills as you moved your bandaged hand like how you would if you were wearing an oversized glove.

“I didn’t bandage it tighter because I’m afraid you might cry if I were to do it properly okay,” was Hoseok’s defense. “But I like it haaard”, you teased. Hoseok laughed as he scratched his forehead lightly and looked out of the window of his car. You were really one very interesting woman.

At the next stakeholders’ meeting, the group shared the latest updates on the other side.

“The wedding is approaching, we don’t have much time to negotiate. I think the best we could do would be to throw them some contracts just like previously. Namjoon could sort out to see which contracts would be the most beneficial for them, we don’t have time to weigh our losses. Just give them a big one,” Yoongi proposed.

“I’ve offered them some of contracts that we had but they were not interested. Mainly because we screwed up big time for the previous one. They lost an important man. They are not going to settle so easily. But I guess if we are desperate, we could offer our bigger fish to them. A&W, they couldn’t possibly say no. Though I am not sure if that’s all they want,” Namjoon added.

“They want Taehyung down, isn’t it obvious? Take the fisherman and all the fishes are theirs, isn’t it?” Jin sounded out.

The meeting room went silent and Taehyung looked tense again.

That evening, Taehyung picked you up from your cafe and took you to his usual restaurant for dinner. He was very quiet and he looked as though he had a lot on his mind.

“Did something happen?” you asked softly while he was driving.

“No, I’m fine,” he forced a smile and took your hand with his other hand that was not on the steering wheel. You held his hand throughout the ride, rubbing it with your thumb, hoping to make him feel better.

When Taehyung was holding your hand as the both of you followed the waiter’s lead into the restaurant, somebody called him from another table. It was Taehyung secretary and an old man.

“Oh godfather, how have you been?” Taehyung greeted carefully and politely.

“I was just wondering when would you give me a call or come to visit me?” the old man laughed.

“Grandpa, Taehyung is very busy these days. The other side seemed to be giving him some problems and... he is busy preparing for his wedding...” the young lady spoke up but her voice trailed off when she talked about the wedding.

“Ahhhh.... the other side... seemed like I would have to catch up with some of my old friends....” the old man said with a voice that sounded like he was looking very far away. There was something insidious about it.

Taehyung had his head low the entire time, he seemed to be very respectful of this old man.

“And what is this wedding about? Is this the young lady you would be wedded to?” the old man said as he saw your interlocked hands with Taehyung.

“Ah yes. This is my fiance.”

“He is my godfather,” Taehyung whispered to you.

“Hello, nice to meet you,” you said politely.

“Ahhh I was hoping to introduce you to someone, can’t believe you have already found someone before I could do that. What a waste. But she seemed like a nice wife, a very clean face. I hope you wouldn’t miss me out on your wedding,” the old man laughed.

“Of course not. Enjoy your meal godfather, I shall not hold you up any further,” Taehyung replied, he knew the full meaning behind calling you a clean face and he suddenly felt a ball in his stomach.

“I think you mean I am holding you up, ha ha ha, I shall leave the two lovebirds alone. It’s good to be young, enjoy your time together now, marriage is a different story,” the old man laughed. His words didn’t seem to have any meaning but Taehyung seemed to have felt every weight of it.

The stakeholders’ meeting before the wedding was intense and everyone looked worried.

“Okay by some kind of magic, we were given the chance to negotiate with the other side face to face AFTER the wedding,” Yoongi updated.

“We would still have to be prepared, we’d never know if a wedding might turn to be a shooting spree,” Jin said in a matter of face way.

Jimin’s face clenched and they continued talking about their game plan for the wedding. They had only one goal - to ensure that you were safe throughout the wedding.

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