Episode 2: The First Sabotage

The morning after the wedding, Taehyung woke to the silence of his new home. The mansion was quiet, too quiet, as if it knew secrets were already waiting to be discovered. He hadn’t even unpacked his things when a soft knock came at the door.

“Come in,” he called, voice still hoarse from yesterday’s nerves.

Jungkook stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, as always. His sharp eyes scanned the room with silent calculation. “Your sister sent a gift,” he said, tossing a beautifully wrapped box onto the table. His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it that made Taehyung’s stomach tighten.

Taehyung frowned at the box. Something about it didn’t feel right. He hadn’t even met his sister properly yet, but he already knew her—her charm was a weapon, and she didn’t hide her resentment well.

With a wary glance, he opened the gift. Inside was a delicate vase… but the moment he touched it, it slipped from his fingers and shattered on the floor.

“I… I didn’t mean—” Taehyung stammered.

Jungkook’s hand shot out like a shadow, catching the vase mid-fall. Not only that, but his sharp eyes had already scanned the floor for any broken pieces. “Careful,” he said, voice low and commanding, yet somehow protective. “She sent this on purpose.”

Taehyung blinked at him, startled. “How do you know?”

“Because she doesn’t want you safe,” Jungkook said simply, setting the vase back on the table. His gaze lingered on Taehyung, almost piercing, as if reading his thoughts. “I’ve already alerted security. No one will touch you while I’m here.”

For the first time, Taehyung felt a strange warmth. Not just relief, but… something more. Jungkook didn’t just see him as a husband on paper; he saw him as someone worth protecting.

Later that day, at the office, Taehyung realized just how complicated his life had become. He sat at the massive desk Jungkook had insisted he occupy, papers spread before him like a battlefield. The merger his father had planned was underway, and Taehyung was expected to act as a figurehead.

Then came the email. At first glance, it seemed harmless—a casual note from a business partner. But a subtle glance at the sender made Taehyung’s blood run cold. It was a trap, meant to make him look incompetent.

He froze. He didn’t know what to do.

“Taehyung,” a voice said behind him. He turned to see Jungkook standing there, arms crossed, expression unreadable. “Do not open that email.”

“But—” Taehyung began.

“No ‘buts.’ Trust me,” Jungkook interrupted. Then, with a speed that left Taehyung dizzy, Jungkook took the laptop, deleted the malicious files, and sent a perfectly worded reply that salvaged Taehyung’s reputation.

“Why… why are you always saving me?” Taehyung asked, voice barely above a whisper.

Jungkook’s eyes softened just enough to make Taehyung’s heart skip. “Because no one touches what’s mine,” he said quietly, his possessive undertone unmistakable.

And as Taehyung watched him leave, he realized: in a world full of danger, betrayals, and schemes, Jungkook was the only one he could truly rely on.

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