Arrange / Forced Marriage
Taehyung x female reader (Y/n)

None of this is related in real life. Some of the characters may be inspired by real people but the personality and the person is not related at all. I'm not hating on any idol!

Please don't hate on this book, if this isn't what you like then I'm sorry not sorry. This book is inspired by many of my favorite authors! Please don't steal any of my work, plagiarism is a real crime and if I find something abnormally similar to any of my books, I will report it!

Anything can happen in this book like mature language, mature scenes, violence and more so don't come at me if you see something you don't like.

Hate against characters in my comment section is fully allowed but no hate against the people in real life, because as I said before, this is all about imagination so with that said I'm done.

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Here's a little taste of my book:
(Prologue)

You stand across Taehyung, the chill in his gaze, the tension palpable. His jaw clutches, fists by his sides, but something in the air tonight is fragile, volatile.

"You don't get to control me," you say finally, and your voice does not break or shake, no matter the turmoil bubbling furiously in your chest. "Not anymore."

He moves closer to you, his presence wholly encompassing the room. Light scent of cologne combined with heated anger-and for a fraction of a moment, you just forget it all: your parents, marriage, this whole world you were obliged into.

"Still think you're in control over something here?" Taehyung's low and dangerous voice rises in proximity as his breath dances against your skin. "You never controlled it, Y/N. Not for one moment."

You swallow, your heart racing. There's truth to his words, but it doesn't stem the rebellion stirring inside of you. "I'm not a puppet on your string, Taehyung. Not anymore."

He holds your gaze, searching for something-regret, weakness, or maybe just a crack. Instead, he finds something else.

You aren't the same woman who walked down the aisle to him. You never will be.

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