Mina’s business trips were a blessing and a curse for Taehyung. On one hand, the mansion felt quieter, more his own—time to unwind without her constant chatter about mergers and acquisitions. On the other, it left him alone with Koo, that insatiable little temptress who seemed hell-bent on driving him insane. Tonight was no different. Mina had jetted off to New York that morning, kissing him goodbye with promises of a quick return. “Take care of our girl,” she’d said, oblivious as ever. Taehyung had nodded, but his mind was already racing with the forbidden thoughts that plagued him.

He poured himself a scotch in the study, trying to focus on work emails, but the house was too silent. Too charged. Koo had been extra flirty all day—wearing a skimpy nightie that hugged her massive tits and barely covered her juicy ass, “accidentally” dropping things in front of him so she’d have to bend over, flashing that hairless pink pussy. She’d even pressed up against him in the kitchen, whispering, “Daddy, you smell so good. Makes me all tingly down there.” He’d shoved her away, growling about boundaries, but his cock had been half-hard ever since.