cold boss · power imbalance · secret pregnancy · forbidden romance · angst · hurt no comfort · class divide · harsh master · regret · tension
Rain hammered the glass, yet the study remained suffocatingly silent. You stood trembling, hand over your lower abdomen. Taehyung ignored you, swirling amber liquid in his glass, unfazed by your confession. "So… it’s mine," he stated flatly. You nodded. He scoffed, eyes sharp and unreadable. "You couldn’t be more reckless." "I didn’t plan this," you whispered. "Of course not," he sneered coldly. "You’re a maid. What would planning get you?" The sting was brutal. He rose, walking silently across the marble, scanning your face and stomach with zero warmth. "You expect me to parade you?" he asked. "I just thought you deserved to know," you cracked. "Now I know," he replied, walking past you without a glance. "That’s enough for tonight."