My Possessive Husband's
chapter 8's

You just felt that his presence was something important when he was away from you. The shadow will look more real, and the longing will torment you more deeply. Because this is what is called love..

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“My Possessive Husband”

©ByunRa93_

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‘Brakk!’

The door was closed hard, along with Nara's steps who was so eager to chase after her husband who had arrived in their room first. Nara did shut it down the origin, not caring about the loud bang or the effect of the loud noise caused. He doesn't care. All she wanted was to persuade her husband to let her go. Take him to Paris. A romantic city that he likes.

Taehyun stood there, in front of their dressing table while wearing the black suit he used to wear. His hand picked up the tie on the table and then turned to look for the ahjumma to help him put the dark tie on the collar of his shirt.

“Let me help.” bargain Nara while forcibly seizing the tie Taehyun was holding. The man smiled mockingly as he looked at his wife's face.

“You will tease me in the same way Kim Nara?” sidelines while smiling amusedly as he recalled the way his wife seduced him a few days ago. Nara's face looks red.

“Sial, it turns out she still remembers it.” Inner Nara. He was still trying to carve a smile on his lips. Looking at the husband full of faith.

“Stop your gaze! It was much more horrible than you teasing me.” snapped Taehyun who immediately got a proper reply from his wife. Nara tugged hard at Taehyun's tie until the man squealed in pain as he felt his neck choked by his own tie.

“You want to kill me or what, huh!” liehyun. Nara just sneered. He folded his arms in front of his chest, and looked at Taehyun with eyes that were difficult to understand.

“I'll kill you if you won't let me come.” Nara stopped her words. Staring at the eyes of her husband's eagle that still looks flat.

“Oh come on Han Taehyun.. When are you gonna be a little good husband to this wife of yours eoh? You know I don't want Paris that much. You know how much I wanted to set foot in that city. Please..” whining.

Taehyun still did not budge. Don't want to be seduced by his wife's seductive sweet prank. He turned. Walk towards the wall closet in his room and busy observing one by one a collection of luxury watches that are lined up in one of the glass storefronts located in the corner of the room. Nara continued to follow behind him. Making Taehyun's ears hurt with all the seduction he let out.

“Taehyun-ah, until when are you going to ignore me like this.” rfor her a little desperate.

“Oppa..” monitor.

For this one word Taehyun willingly stopped his activities. He put back the watch he had held. For a moment his eyes narrowed, but his body still turned its back on the girl. He fell silent, sharpened his sense of hearing and hoped that Nara would repeat her speech again. Make sure that he did not hear the wrong word that just came out of his wife's lips.

“Taehyun-ah, Oppa, dear, please let me come with you.” whine Nara with a frustrated tone that is clearly reflected in her tone. The girl's hand touched Taehyun's arm, shaking it slowly. Like a little boy whining to go to an amusement park. Taehyun decided to turn around. Still with a flat face and the look in her sharp eyes she stared at Nara's bead.

‘Glekk!’ Nara swallowed her saliva as she stared at the eyes slowly, with a slight tremble she began to release her arms from her husband's body. That bad aura returned Nara felt, as Taehyun slowly walked over to her. The man cornered Nara's slender body on the cupboard wall and squeezed her. Taehyun smiled in a slant. She stroked Nara's left cheek with her free hand. Making Nara tickle. At least he began to realize his mistake, which accidentally woke the sleeping lion. Nara slowly moved back, keeping her body away from Taehyun even though she knew she would not survive.

“Dare to seduce me Mrs Han? Ah, you're such a sweet wife, saying.” Taehyun whispered right in Nara's earlobe. A second later, he pointed his face right in front of Nara, positioning her in such a way that just a little bit of the girl moved, their lips would touch without any restrictions.

“K-You..!”

*cup

Taehyun no longer gave him a gap to say. He didn't want to hear the girl again. At least not now, where her lips had just said such sweet words. ‘Sayang’ one word that feels warm in Taehyun's ears.

“Even if you keep teasing me, my decision remains the same Kim Nara. I won't let you go.” Taehyun insisted when their link came off.

“Han Taehyun!” growled Nara who felt herself once again being toyed with.

“What?”

“Tsk! I thought after you kissed me you'd take me. You're a bitch.!” nara who was running out without wanting to linger in the narrow space with her husband who had a level of above-average intimacy. It's endangering.

“Hey, dear..” call Taehyun with a tantalizing tone and laugh.

“DON'T EVER CALL ME WITH THAT WORD! I HATE YOU, STUPID!” nara screamed while stomping her legs irritated and sat on her king-size bed while folding both hands.

“Didn't you call me ‘sayang’ first? You started it Kim Nara, so don't expect you to end it so easily.”

“As far as you are! I don't care.” the girl is really sulking. All right, this does look excessive. But doesn't Taehyun know and try to understand his wife's heart? Is it an exaggeration for the girl if she is so excited, so expect to be able to go together. Not for a honeymoon, but for a vacation to France, a country that he so desired.

Taehyun slowly sat down beside Nara. He looked at the girl. Not with the sharp and cold gaze he always used. There was something different from his gaze this time.His eyes looked shady and warm. Taehyun tightened the distance between his body and Nara, clutching the girl's shoulders slightly forcibly and leaning Nara's head against her chest. Nara fell silent, she did not want to avoid if she really liked her husband's body. The body that lies beside him every day, always hugs him and provides warmth every cold night. Nara inhaled the scent of the mask that was emanating from Taehyun's body. The aroma that made him calm and comfortable at the same time. Taehyun is now seen stroking Nara's brown hair gently.

“Nara, listen to me. Not that I don't want to take you with me. I did not miss our honeymoon on purpose. You even know I was so waiting for that moment.” said Taehyun who again slipped a joking tone in his soft voice. Nara looked up, pulled her head away and looked at the man sharply.

“That's not what I want!” tegur Nara is intruding. Taehyun just****smile in reply. He pulled the slender body back closer, re-hugging it while leaning his body on the bed rest.

“I know that. But, aren't you tired of yelling at me, huh?”

“That's because you're stupid!” cecar Nara doesn't want to lose.

“Tsk, this girl! Now, listen to me. You know it wasn't like my dad just recovered from his illness. It's impossible for me to leave him here alone with that woman. I'm afraid he did his bad plan when I wasn't around.” Taehyun sounded out a long sigh from his lips.

“So please, stay here. Protect your father from that woman. Please, Nara.” Taehyun gently stroked his wife's hair.

“There's nothing else I can trust. It's just you, so please help me.” Taehyun added. His face seemed to hold many complicated thoughts. He was holding something inside of him.

“Tae.”

“Please no longer refuse and make me look even more cruel. I beg. Even if you hate me, even if I'm so sickening to you, but can't you like my father? Can't you love my father like you love your father? Please take care and protect her while I'm not here.”

Taehyun released his embrace on Nara's shoulder. He let out a raucous sigh, and looked into his eyes the condition of a pain. The thing that made Nara feel her heart rustle. The warmth again covered his heart. Looking at Taehyun like this. The man was wounded and very fragile. But somehow, it just makes Nara like it. He again feels the other side of Han Taehyun who is warm and loving to his family. Nara grabbed Taehyun's free fingers, grasped them and looked at him deeply.

“Sorry. I was so selfish with only thinking about myself.” muttered Nara exclaimed.

“I know, I'll take care of your father while you're not around. Go awayl. Do your job well and snatch that position back.”

Taehyun raised his head in shock. His eyes looked at Nara in disbelief. Sure enough, only this time these two people seemed to get along. They are willing to understand and understand each other. This is a step that may not happen a second time.

“Nara.” Taehyun hugged the girl again.kissing the top of his head. He clutched his wife's body tightly.

“Thanks..” murmured softly.

The atmosphere of silence was so felt afterwards, until the moment Taehyun let go of his embrace and the two stared at each other for a moment in silence.

“Nara I promise, someday we will go together. I'll take you to France. Sure, I will definitely take you there.” Taehyun's sincere promise. Nara just nodded.

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Next Morning…

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Clouds seemed to roll up there, hiding the bright sunlight behind the scroll. The atmosphere looks cloudy. Even the cold increasingly run through the body of Nara who is still curled up on her comfortable bed. The girl's fingers slowly began to move palpating the other side of her bed. The place where Taehyun usually lay while hugging him.

Slowly, Nara frowned when she realized the body was no longer there. Empty, his hands could not feel anything at all in that place. Even the smell of Mask that he always breathed in every morning. The typical masculine fragrance of Han Taehyun that he liked so much, also undetectable five senses. Nara opened her eyes slowly and started looking for Taehyun's figure. Without realizing it, the girl seemed to miss him. Missing the figure of a husband who last night had left for Paris with Baekkie, his secretary.

Nara was frustrated. In the lyrics is a box clock located on the nightstand. At 08:00 AM. He picked up his white cell phone that he had put on the small table last night. No messages or calls from him. Again, Nara looks troubled.

Nara stared at the bathroom door before her with a raging feeling. Usually Taehyun would stand there. Drying her wet hair after shampooing and looking at her with the cold, sharp look that has always been her trademark. Nara exhaled a heavy breath from her lips. He turned to look at the dresser beside him while recalling the man. Usually Taehyun would always stand there, waiting for Ahjumma who would help him put on a tie and then he would give her a morning kiss.

Nara sniffed as her brain recalled how Taehyun always kissed her every morning. Pamper him with his touches that are so intimate and tantalizing. He touched his dry lips. Missing the mashings Taehyun almost every day decorate the red object.

“Kim Nara what's wrong with you!” it looks frustrating.

“Yes God, this is not true Kim Nara. He just left last night. Aissh..” he spilled his body again. Pull the blanket to cover his entire body. The girl continued to curse at her stupidity, until she finally flicked her coarse blanket, and sat back on the bed. After a few minutes, Nara just stepped down from the bed, and walked gontai into the bathroom.

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Mr. Han, his wife, and Jaehyun were sitting at the dining table chatting warmly. The atmosphere of the day was completely different from usual. Lady Yoon smiles more often while looking lovingly at her son and husband. Something very different when Taehyun was there. He usually jokes almost never in front of Taehyun. There was only a sharp and cynical look.

Nara smiled slantingly, slightly cursing at the reality she now saw with both eyes. There was a sense of disgust, as he stared at the fake smile that always unraveled from the lips of Tiri Taehyun's mother. Slowly the girl began to descend the stairs until her small footsteps reached the last step of the stairs. He glanced at the three people. And just then Jaehyun enthusiastically called out to her, asking her to join him while pulling the chair next to him for the girl to sit there. Nara just smiled cliche.

“Nara, are you okay?” asked Master Han who seemed to care so much about his daughter-in-law.

“Ne, appa..” is soft with a little awkward.

“This is the first time Taehyun has left you alone. I see, it won't be easy for you to be here without him. But you have to get used to it. No need to be awkward, because you are already a part of us.” Master Han smiled crisply as he looked warmly at Nara.

“Today you have an event?” jaehyun asked while looking at Nara who was sitting next to him.

“No. Maybe I'll spend my time staying at home. Why?”

“Dad, may I take Nara to the design contest? He is currently majoring in design. It would be better if he came with me. There he can also provide a more objective assessment of the design-design of the participants.” proposed Jaehyun who then got a brief nod from Mr. Han.

“You're right Jaehyun-ah. It would be better than Nara just staying home. Go with Jaehyun to the design contest that our company made. Wouldn't it also be useful for your design inspiration.” said Mr. Han excited.

Nara knew it was not good for her to refuse. Master Han suggested that excitedly for her. And one thing worth considering is that her father-in-law had absolutely no idea about the status of her relationship and Jaehyun. So, it was inappropriate for Nara to refuse to leave just because she had to go along with Jaehyun, her half-brother. Nara simply nodded while smiling awkwardly as she looked at Jaehyun.

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- To Be Continue

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Author’s Note:

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What would happen if Nara and Jaehyun really went together?

What if Taehyun finds out about it?

Will it all affect the good relationship that has just been established?

Check out the next chapter..

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With love, though,

ByunRa93_