Sauntering beside Taehyung physique as I gazed afore myself discerning a vast and luxurious private jet deposited in the center of the touchdown marker while the cold gust of breeze traced my cheeks like a light touch as I glanced at Taehyung, I don't know if it's just a feeling but he is tensed since yesterday night. That call made him anxious and I can clearly see that on his face.

His face held something, it wasn't customary. He was perturbed and I don't know how to ask him that. I tried yesterday but he just slipped it away. "Careful with the steps." His deep tone made me come out of my reverie as I looked down at an airstair approaching, "Oh! I was in my stupor." I looked up at him as he stood two stairs ahead from me gazing down at me.

I traced my eyes, scrutinizing his features while the black suit just made his mellow skin more pale under the gleaming moonlight, shimmering in the murky sky as his walnut orbs had a glint while his dainty parted petals were enchanting. The mole on the tip of a bit of ruddy nose was visible to me as I watched him elongate his hand out.

Gazing at his palm which he held out for me to hold onto, "Come." He is doing things to me. Now, I can't disown my feelings which are already lingering in my head and casting my heart.

My heart cartwheeled with this gesture of his as I gulped down before stretching my hand out to hold his vast warm ones making my heart skip its beat.

His light and soft hold on my hand sent shivers down my spine as I took steps ahead while he followed me behind without letting my hand go out of his grip.

Squeezing my hand lightly he let it go as we both made our way inside the lavish jet while one of the hostesses bowed to both of us "Enjoy your journey." I smiled at her before sauntering inside.

Discerning the opulent comfortable vast couches placed in the center area while one door connected the other half of the jet, I wonder, what would be behind that door? "Be comfortable." I looked at him as he took a glance at me before making his way to the two seater couch.

I pressed my lips together before making my way to the seat opposite to his, "Plane will take off in a minute please wear your seatbelts." The hostess declared as I pulled the seat belt around my waist with my heart threatening to come out of my chest, The anxiety I have while traveling in the plane is worse.

I could feel my stomach churning up as I held onto the hand rest of the couch tightly, knowing there isn't anyone who would hold my hand today. My heart thumped inside my ribcage as my skin had goosebumps all over while the hair over my nape stood straight, I bit onto my lower lip a way too tightly.

I could tang, the blood over the tip of my tongue as I leisurely unclamped my lips before parting them while I plane started steering forward onto the touchdown marker. I clutched onto the material of the couch beside myself when I felt a warm mellow skin touching my hand making my eyebrows meet at my glabella.

I sensed the couch sunk beside me as the certain one clutched onto my hand tightly. I perceived the voice of him wrapping his seat belt around his waist as I leisurely opened my eyes, twitching my head towards him. It's him. Taehyung.

My orbs met him while he gazed down at me while holding the softness within, I wiggled my orbs between his and then gazed down at our intertwined hands.

My heart cartwheeled while gazing inside his almond eyes as the plane flew over into the sky making me stinned my grip over his hand, It's okay. He is with me. "It's okay." He whispered near my ear as the plane took off and was steady. I opened my eyes taking a few seconds or more when I twitched my head to gaze at him.

I blinked as he stared at me, "Are you okay?" He whispered, gazing at me as I nodded hastenly. I discerned him wiggling his orbs to my lips and then back in my eyes, "You bit onto your lips a way too hard." He elginated his other hand nigh my visage as I sat still over my position. Looking down at his hand and then back at his visage while his orbs were directed to my bleeding lips.

Sensing him touching my petals with the pad of his thumb as he wiped the drop of blood from the surface before taking a tissue placed on the table placed before us.

Unwittingly, I was gazing at him as he patted the tip of the tissue over my lower lip before our eyes got locked with each other making him halt his movements.

Intuiting the propinquity between us, I could feel his warm breath over my lips and chin as the sudden thought of retreating rushed through my mind as I was instantly drawing my figure back, followed by him.

Tracing my orbs all over the place but not him, I heard him clearing his throat. What was that? I...I don't know. What did he do just now?

Taking a deep breath, I moved my fingers which were held within the aperture of his fingers as I looked at our still intertwined hands as he immediately set my sweaty palm off making me gulp down a lump in my dry throat before licking my lips and the blood which had a thin coat above, "Umm.... I will go and freshen up." He muttered before taking off his seat belt and making his way through the door parting this place.

He is enchanting me towards him and I can't hold myself back. I know I am hurting myself from going near him but I can't help myself. I am gravitating towards him. He is still in love with his deceased wife but I can't help it. His small gestures are alluring which is making me "Fall for him." My eyes enlarged at the seconds when I acknowledged what came out of my throat just a second ago.

I placed my hand over my mouth, "What did you say, Y/n? No! No! No! It's wrong. He said to stay away from him."

But I can't help it. I have already fallen for him.

My inners were quarreling with each other as I clenched my eyes shut leaning back to the couch, shaking my head wildly to chuck the thoughts of him away but they were inked in a way that the floods won't be able to erase them.

What did you do, Y/n? Take a hold over yourself. Maintain a distance between you two if you want him near yourself. I let out a deep sigh before placing my head over the headrest of the couch. I couldn't sleep yesterday's night.

It would have been the excitement or the nervousness to visit France, "Sleeping would be the best place to escape these thoughts." I got comfortable on the couch before sleep took over my body.

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Taehyung let out a sigh, closing the door behind himself. Gulping down a lump in his throat, he leaned over the study desk placed beside the bed as he took a few uneven breaths.

His heart hammered inside his ribcage doing flips, She is doing something to me. I can't halt this feeling building inside me. Why is this happening? Taehyung, get your shits together.

I can't! His inner self bellowed, making his clench his orbs shut and his eyebrows furrowed. You have to. The other inner self spoke but the first one denied.

I won't be able to. She has something in herself which is enchanting me to her. I won't be able to keep myself distant from her. I don't think it would be easy to get distant from her but I will try.

Why do you have to, Taehyung? Is there any reason or you are just giving yourself an excuse to get away from her just because.... because I am, "Falling for her." He muttered under his breath as he instantly opened his eyes, enlarged. Glaring at the wooden table he was leaning on while his hand tightened over the periphery of the wooden slab.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Taehyung? Get the thoughts away from your head. They are nothing, you are overthinking. Stay calm." Taehyung sat down over the mattress of the bed as he chucked his suit jacket on the chair deposited against the wooden desk and took a hold on the water bottle.

He let out a sigh after quaffing down the water half, "He is in Bordeaux, Thomas James. My heart has not been at peace since I met officer Jung in the office. He is on the way there but still the killer is roaming around freely and I have to take care of Y/n. I can't let anything happen to her because of me. I have already lost Ari but not her. I don't know who was behind all this but I will acknowledge it soon."

Taehyung chucked his back on the downy mattress making his head bounce more than once as he closed his worn out eyes, taking deep breaths he leisurely opened them gazing at the low ceiling in the serenity as he raised his feet before making his way to the bathroom.

The cold drop of water gushed down through the locks of his damped hair sticking onto his forehead as he ruffled his hair with the dry towel before standing in front of the mirror, he took the dryer before blowing the dry hot air over his locks, ruffling them with the other hand as the towel hung onto his nape.

"Where is she?" He muttered, turning off the hair dryer before casting the towel in the laundry basket and making his way out of the bedroom. Wiggling his eyes all over the area, his orbs halted at the same place where he left you. Walking ahead, he discerned your slumbering physique, "She's asleep." He whispered while gazing at your visage.

Unwittingly, sauntering towards you letting in your features as your dainty lips were parted while your cheeks glimmered in the amber dim light. Taehyung stooped down near you, stretching his hand to remove the seat belt from around your waist, "It will be uncomfortable." He blinked, tracing the strand of your tresses, stroking down your cheeks.

Elongating his hand, Taehyung trailing the tip of his middle finger upon your mellow skin before tucking the strand behind your ear, enchanted by you. He couldn't take his eyes off from your visage while he exhaled the breath he was holding in from quite a while. Streaming out of his stupor, he looked away in an instant.

Gulping down, he scrutinized your position over the couch which seemed uncomfortable to him, "She would strain her neck till morning." He tilted his head a bit before inclining towards you and slipping his palm behind your head, followed by your nape as gingerly as possible.

Gliding his other hand under your thighs, he hefted you in his arms before letting you settle in his sturdy arms and made his way inside the bedroom.

Carefully, placing your head over the couch and your physique on the mattress, you shifted in your sleep as he fixed the cushion behind your head. About to retreat himself from you, he felt a tug over his black shirt. He looked down at your hand which was softly clutching onto the collar of his shirt.

Stretching his hand to yours before detaching it from his shirt as he leisurely placed it over the mattress and covering you with the duvet till your chest, "I am feeling the same emotions again and that's not right..." He muttered.