My Possessive Husband's
chapter 3's

I don't care about the thick fog..

I don't care about the cold weather..

I don't even care about any form of loneliness that stops by..

The only thing I want is to let you know, what a loss is..

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“My Possessive Husband”

©ByunRa93_

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Taehyun’s House – Gangnam District [South Korea]

Saturday, October 12th 2019, 08.00 AM

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The girl was standing under the shower that had been continuously showering all parts of her body with warm water. It has been almost 30 minutes he spent by confining himself in a minimalist design bathroom located in his room. Occasionally he was seen grimacing withstanding the pain when the warm water hit the point of the neck to his shoulders. Like there are many scratches of wounds that now adorn the dots.

Nara's pale hands turned off the shower, until now the water no longer wander her white body. He grabbed a yellow towel that he had placed not far from his reach, then he wrapped the towel on his body. He walked a little slowly towards the large glass at the right corner of the room. In his eyes the reflection of his shadow carefully.

Nara frowned, when clearly her eyes could catch the purplish-red patches painted along her neck bone. A bruise caused by Taehyun's thin lips that attacked him blindly a moment ago. It is still vividly reflected in Nara's memory of how Taehyun lost his control. In fact, it was as if he could still hear the words Taehyun had said in his ear.

“You're my wife! You're my woman! How many times do I have to tell you this!”

“Sial! Why did you let him touch you!”

The words Taehyun continuously spoke over and over again while pushing Nara's body, squeezing her on her stiff bed and starting to make signs of her possession on her body.

Actually Nara was not so aware of Taehyun's words. Until a few seconds ago, Nara began to realize what was happening. Taehyun acted thus, punishing him, just because of something trivial that Nara herself still did not realize where her fault lay.

It started because of what happened this morning. Nara woke up a little early, bored by her activities that continued to be in Taehyun's magnificent room. The girl finally decided to spend the morning in the garden, watering her favorite white roses with water that she channeled through a long slang that had been prepared there.

It was then that Jaehyun came and approached him. Starting from the brief greeting between the two little friends, then they began to look so close that Jaehyun discussed their past. Nara and herself spend a lot of time together. Starting from going to school together, even they often spend their long time sitting in the garden while looking at the expanse of roses that are blooming.

Just then with a little fad, Jaehyun deliberately stepped on the slang of water that Nara was holding. The water no longer flows from there. Nara looked at the slang in her hand in wonder. And right at that moment, Jaehyun released his sudden surge to make the water flow rapidly and wet Nara's body.

As a result there was a little chase scene where Nara was so boyishly chasing Jaehyun while carrying a slang in his hand. He just wanted to make her drenched like him. However, the unlucky Jaehyun looked much more nimble to dodge. He swiftly pulled Nara's waist and hugged her from behind.

For a moment it seemed to stop at that point. Both Nara and Jaehyun looked shocked by things that were not predicted before. Can not be denied both are feeling the same longing in themselves. Until that hug lasted for quite a long time.

But it seems bad luck is lurking Nara. What a shit the fate of that girl. Without knowing, Taehyun was watching from the balcony of his room facing directly towards the garden behind the Han family residence.

Shortly after the incident, Nara decided to return to her room. Leaving Jaehyun with such an awkward state.

That's where it all started. Nara opened her bedroom door slowly. He tiptoed and approached the door of the wall closet to shift it slowly. Looking for clothes to replace his clothes that are a little wet.

At first glance Nara looked at Taehyun who was seen lying down. He thought the name was still asleep, but in fact Nara was wrong. Taehyun immediately woke up from his position as Nara began to shift the closet door that was in the right corner of the room.

“Where have you been?” tanya Taehyun intimidated.

“Eh.”

“You're thinking of betraying me, Nara?” Taehyun jolted with his trademark cold tone.

“T-Taehyun-ah I—“

“You are my wife, Kim Nara! You're my woman! Since that deal, you're mine!” hardik Taehyun hard. He slowly walked up to Nara, grabbed her by the arm and threw her on the bed.

“T-Tae..” Nara said with a voice that sounded trembling in fear.

“I warn you, you are only mine! You're my wife!” taehyun firmly.

“I know, but that doesn't mean you're-”

Nara had not had time to mutter the defense from her lips, but Taehyun had already grabbed her lips. He kissed Nara without giving the girl a slight gap to breathe. Nara repeatedly tried to push Taehyun's body away, but the result was nil. As hard as he tried his strength was really not comparable to Taehyun's strength. The man was getting crazy, he moved his kiss to the neck to Nara's shoulder. Printing his ownership mark over his wife's whites.

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Nara's head throbbed in pain as the piece of the incident re-spun in her brain memory like an unstoppable film.

“Han fucking Taehyun!” speak to Nara for the umpteenth time. It was*** the end of the towel was furious. No longer knew what kind of punishment Taehyun would give him after this. But, at least Nara was still so grateful because the man did not act more.

“Hey, Kim Nara come out! You want to skip your breakfast?” said Taehyun from outside the bathroom that Nara could still hear so clearly.

“Aishh.!” nara whispered as if. He held his stomach that felt struggling to ask for food intake.

Hungry up? Of course the girl felt very hungry, after the incident a while ago. Even his lungs were not able to walk normally. It was as if he had lost so much oxygen after the struggle.

But is it possible for Nara to come down to the dining room with her condition now. Spotted with purplish-red patches all over her neck, Nara was not sure she could hide them. Unless he wears a scarf. And it will look more stupid when the girl decides to wear a scarf inside the house. What's more, it was summer that was stalking Seoul today. So, it seemed like he really should let his breakfast go just like that.

Nara turned around, taking a yellow kimono towel from the top of her bathroom wall hangers. Slowly he began to walk out with his lazy steps.

“Quick change clothes and get off. They were all already under.” Taehyun scolded when he found his wife who had just come out of the bathroom. Nara remained silent, not intending to answer. His heart was still so upset about Taehyun's treatment that was always arbitrary.

Nara sat on a round-shaped chair facing directly against the dressing table in front of her. Calmly, he applied the cream on his face without caring for Taehyun.

“You're mad at me?” tanya Taehyun who was now standing behind him. Taehyun's right hand was on Nara's shoulder, while his eagle's eyes were looking at his wife's face from behind the glass of the dresser.

“Don't this make you look even more beautiful.” Taehyun grinned while holding one of the red marks on Nara's neck that was clearly visible.

“I don't think you'll be anywhere for the next few days. So try to enjoy your day inside here, Kim Nara. That's my punishment.”

Taehyun ducked down, he smelled a red patch on Nara's right shoulder that was slightly open.

“Han Taehyun!!” nara growled while trying to get Taehyun's arm off her shoulder.

he immediately turned around, walking casually towards the exit while listening to the swearing that Nara kept throwing for him.

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“At last you got off. Where's your wife, she's not eating with us?” ask Ny. Yoon who seemed to be worrying about her stepson who had just joined them in the dining room.

“With such conditions, I think it will be too difficult for him to go down.” Taehyun said casually while sitting on the bench to the right facing Mrs. Yoon was sitting next to his son Jaehyun.

Still so relaxed, Taehyun turned the plate in front of him, picked up the rice and started eating his breakfast without bothering to pay attention to the astonished gazes from all the pairs of eyes that were there, including the sight of Lord Han who was now looking at him deeply.

“What did you do to your wife, eoh?” asked Mr. Kim while looking at his second son with a glance.

“Oh come on, Mr. Han. You're like you've never been young.” the answer Taehyun just gave managed to make Jaehyun look at him with a frowning forehead. He tried hard to interpret the look on Taehyun's face that was so suspicious. But a second later the handsome man tried to neutralize his face. Making Taehyun grin with satisfaction.

“He is just a little less healthy, Appa.” replied Taehyun satisfied.

Mr. Han seemed to nod in understanding, and after that the atmosphere returned to silence with only the sound of the collision of fork and spoon as a complement.

Taehyun put down the spoon he had been holding when his plate was empty. He then took a plate on the table next to him and put a little rice and side dishes on it. One thing that again\-again makes all the pairs of eyes that are there staring at him in wonder. It's something weird. When a Han Taehyun who was very very cold and did not care at all to the surrounding now actually acted very caring.

“Ahjumma.” Call Taehyun on one of the Maid who is pouring water on his glass.

“Ya, Sir?”

“What drink do you think is suitable for someone who is not feeling well? how about a glass of tea?” Taehyun seemed to weigh his opinion.

“I think it fits. Ahjumma, please make me a glass of tea.”

“What is it for Nara?” Jaehyun asked an intrusion that made everyone look at him.

“Yes. Why?”

“Nara will prefer Hot chocolate than a glass of tea.”

“Ahjumma, just make hot chocolate and add a little cream, also do not be too sweet. He does not like something too sweet.” said Jaehyun who got a small nod from the Maid. Taehyun smiled in a slant. He looked at Jaehyun flatly.

“Looks like you know my wife very well Hyung. Are you guys that close?”

Taehyun was enjoying the sudden change in Jaehyun's expression looking nervous. He then grinned sharply while leaning his back on the back of the chair and folding both hands in front of his chest. Master Han secretly watched Jaehyun too, waiting for the explanation of the son he loved so much with great patience.

“I-That's because she and I are from the same neighborhood. We went to school at the same place, and Nara was once my partner at the drama” show

“Ah, great. I almost misunderstood and thought maybe in the past you have more than just friends. Honestly, it makes me a little relieved.”

Before the cold war became more and more, a Maid had come with a glass of hot chocolate that looked steaming. Taehyun immediately got up from his seat, took over the tray that Maid was carrying and immediately sauntered up one step at a time to get to his room.

“Hahaha. I think the child is more mature after marriage. Thankfully, she looks more like a human now.” Master Han smiled as he looked at Taehyun's back that had moved away. While Mrs. Yoon looked at Taehyun with a cold look that he always showed his stepdaughter.

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- Taehyun's Room

‘Cklek..’ the door of the room was open. Nara stared at the door lazily. He was still in his position, sitting leaning against the back of his bed while continuing to play his phone screen seriously.

Taehyun walked up to him with a tray with both hands. He placed the tray on the nightstand next to Nara, while he was sitting on the edge of the bed beside his wife while watching the look of the girl's face closely.

“Is that how you behave to a husband who kindly brings you breakfast?” monitor Taehyun.

“I don't want to argue with you!” Nara furthers her irritated lips while still staring at the screen of her phone without caring about Taehyun who is still there.

“You think I have a lot of time to argue with you? At least eat. I just don't want to see my wife starve to death.” Taehyun smiled coldly. He gently ruffled Nara's wet hair and brought her face closer to kiss Nara's pink lips which could somehow make her tempted to scoop it up.

“Tsk! What are you doing Han Taehyun!! Why do you always kiss me, you idiot!! Basic pervert!” nara was annoyed.

“Hahaha.” Taehyun actually laughed when he looked at Nara's face which he thought looked very very sweet when he was angry.

“You, stay home. Don't go anywhere without my permission. I'll see Baekki for a second. There's something I have to finish with.” said Taehyun who then walked up to his wall closet and took a black tuxedo for him to wear on his body.

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_To Be Continue

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Author's Note:

Wish you enjoy reading this story..

don't be bash..

just go away from this story if you don't like it..

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with love, with,

Byunra93_💕