⚠️Please be aware that the following content is the sole part of my imagination and has nothing to do with the mentioned idol⚠️
"I am going to make you regret every second of this marriage, Kim Taehyung." She declared on the very first day of their...
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Y/N'S POV ::
The sketch of Taehyung which I unknowingly started a few weeks ago is about to be complete soon. Honestly, it would've gotten complete had I not been busy with other stuff. The other stuff is work.
It has been over four days since Taehyung left for Dubai and I hate how I feel like my days have been dragging. The workload is surely tough now that he is not here but I'm not complaining as long as it keeps me busy.
That's what I keep telling myself.
"You sure it's fine?" I blinked my eyes at the papers in front of me. "Yes. I'm sure." I muttered while flipping the papers. "I'll keep this on his table. He will sign them right away." I added while giving the woman in front of me a dismissive wave. A part of me actually thought that it will be easy to handle things while Taehyung isn't here.
That part of me is stupid.
It wasn't actually that easy and I've heard the employees talk behind me. They think I'm scarier than Taehyung. I didn't give a flying fuck. I did my part of the work and made sure everything is fine enough so that Taehyung's father doesn't need to come running here while grandpa is sick. So it doesn't matter if anyone thought that I was scary. The exhibition was on the doorstep and I wanted everything to be perfect.
Letting out a sigh, I gathered all the papers from today and got up before making my way towards Taehyung's cabin. Only I had it's access and every time I step inside, I can't help feeling the emptiness in the room that actually nags at me. I can picture him sitting over at the empty table, his blazer hanging on the hook, his sleeves rolled up till his elbow, his hair being perfectly messy as he worked on his laptop.
I can almost hear him sending any stupid comment at me but then I shake my head and Taehyung's imaginary picture disappears. I place all the files at the corner of his table which he needs to go through after coming back. I turn my feets to leave but then my eyes land on his name tag sitting at the center of his table. I might or might not have cleaned his table though.
I trace the outlines of his name before I force myself to leave his cabin. "Mrs Kim!" I hear someone calling me and soon after a coworker stands in front of me. "Everyone's waiting for you at the conference room." I nod my head at the guy before following him. Everyone present in the conference room greets me and I wave my hand for them to sit. "There's no need to be so formal. I'm not your CEO." I muttered before speaking about the main topic.
"I've called you all here to make a few things clear. The exhibition starts tomorrow at 1pm sharp." I eyed every single person in the room. "Sat- Mr Kim isn't here at the moment but the chairman will be present there so let's do our best and make this exhibition an unforgettable one." I state, earning a few nods in agreement. "Everything should be perfect tomorrow and I'm not telling you all this as the CEOs wife but as your fellow coworker who also worked for the designs displaying tomorrow."
