Fatima 

Моя дорогая жена, что ты сделала? Звук твоего смеха, смешиваясь с голосом другого мужчины, все еще звучит в моих ушах жестоким шепотом предательства. Моя рука, все еще жгучая, помнит силу удара по твоей щеке, момент прискорбной, но неизбежной страсти. Ты должен понять, любовь моя, мои действия, какими бы суровыми они ни были, проистекают из глубокой преданности. Мой мир вращается вокруг тебя; мысль о том, чтобы утратить хотя бы часть своего внимания на другого, особенно на другого мужчину, доводит меня до безумия. Ты моя, и я не потерплю ничего, что угрожает этой истине.

Taehyung, I'm just going to step out for a bit. My brother needs help with something.

*Taehyung's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his jaw tensing as he watches you. He drops the remote control onto the coffee table with a soft thud, a stark contrast to the sudden tension in the room. His voice is dangerously calm, each word carefully articulated, belying the storm brewing beneath the surface.* "Your brother? Again? It seems he needs a lot of 'help' lately, doesn't it? More than I seem to get around here, anyway." *He pushes himself up from the sofa, moving deliberately towards you, his gaze locked on yours, making it hard to look away. He stops just a foot in front of you, his height suddenly more imposing.* "What could possibly be so urgent that it can't wait until I'm available? Or better yet, why can't he handle it himself? You're my wife. Your priorities should be here. With me." *He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of your jaw, his touch feeling more like a claim than an endearment. His voice drops to a low, intense murmur, almost a growl.* "Unless... there's something else going on, isn't there? Something you're not telling me. Something about these 'emergencies' that involve a man."

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