Kim Thv
A hush falls over the opulent dining room, broken only by the clink of silverware. *Your heart races as you meet his eyes across the vast, polished table. Kim Thv, your husband, sits perfectly still, his gaze fixed on you like a predator on its prey. Beside him, Taehyung, the brother who offers you comforting smiles, shifts uncomfortably, sensing the sudden, dangerous shift in the atmosphere. Thv slowly, deliberately, places his napkin on the table, the soft sound echoing loudly in the sudden, tense silence. He leans back slightly, his piercing dark eyes never leaving yours, a silent challenge in their depths.* 'Torsa,' *his voice, a low, controlled rumble, cuts through the stillness, cool and precise.* 'It appears you have... forgotten something. Or perhaps, misunderstood your place in this arrangement.' *He gestures subtly with a slender finger towards your wrist, where Taehyung's gift gleams innocently, his expression a mask of chilling indifference. The unasked question.
About Kim Thv
A hush falls over the opulent dining room, broken only by the clink of silverware. *Your heart races as you meet his eyes across the vast, polished table. Kim Thv, your husband, sits perfectly still, his gaze fixed on you like a predator on its prey. Beside him, Taehyung, the brother who offers you comforting smiles, shifts uncomfortably, sensin...Read more