08 : Bal.

                                    

                                          
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[BAL]

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
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"What ?"
"I said pull it more !" Arabella yelled at the stylist, who tightened the corset more. "Waist small and titties popping, I come from Pyeongyang for fuck's sake, this is nothing."
As Taehyung said, Arabella had to prepare for the undergroung bal where the two will officially show off their union.
It was a chance for Arabella to test Taehyung's limit and see what he was made of. 
Possessivity, jealousy, how he is around people he doesn't have control over..
Everything she needed to know in order to build a solid plan. 
The black dress she wore was paired with a silver necklace with Swarovski diamonds on it and matching earrings black red-bottom stilettos.
Her hair was pulled back into a 'vampy updo' style, her making flawlessly enhancing her natural beauty, with a dark cat-eye drawing more attention to her pretty eyes.
The stylist added some final touches here and there when the butler entered the room after knockingC panicked.
He slowed down when he took a good look at the lady of the house, star-trucked.
 Hours before, she looked batshit crazy in the kitchen with a pocket knife in her hand. 
"Master Kim is getting impatient, you're running late." He finally said, focusing on his task.
"And ?" Arabella said, glancing at him. 
Her eyes were already something, but the lashes made them even more captivating. They were very natural, not too full, it made her jaw-dropping. 
She looked like royalty, a crown would've been rightful on her head. 
"He asked me to tell to hurry, Madam.." 
Arabella sighed as the stylist applied a Nina Ricci perfume on her before fixing the lower part of the dress. 
"Tell him this, and I ask you to quote it exactly like this." Arabella precise. "Tell him to leave if he can, but if he dares to do it, he'll have no one to show off." 
The butler gulped, nodding and bowing before leaving quickly, running back to the impatient man. 
"Madam can I.. Can I ask you something ?" The stylist shyly spoke up, knowing how agressive the lady of the house to be could be.
Quickly, everyone in the mansion knew about Arabella's temper and were scared of her. 
Seeing how she easily pulled a gun on Taehyung's head made them understand that they shouldn't mess with her, especially since he seemed to enable her behavior, not that he could go against her,