Aella and Taehyung ‘s Pov

“Darling talk to me baby at least tell me
What happened"? Taehyung requests while following Aella from behind. All the men and bodyguards are looking at him in shock from inside, watching their boss almost begging in front of someone for the first time .

But Aella didn't reply,rather she walked inside the penthouse to her bedroom and  then locked the door from inside before Taehyung could even reach her .

“Fuck” he curse under his breath and run his fingers through his hairin in frustration.

Taehyung sighed and softly said “Baby please open the door please  you know me right please baby i always listen to you right I know I should tell you this before but I just couldn't find the right time to at least listen to me he tried to convince her but no reply came from inside so, he decided to give her time and walk downstairs and sat on the couch .

Meanwhile in Bangtan Mansion

Namjoon’s anger erupted like a storm as he confronted Jungkook. “How dare you lay a hand on Aella?” he roared, his voice echoing through the room. The revelation that Jungkook was in love with Ara only intensified the tension, causing everyone’s expressions to harden.

Jungkook, though remorseful, stood his ground. “I was out of line, and I swear it won’t happen again,” he said, addressing Namjoon, Suga, J-Hope, and Jimin. He knew how deeply the group cared for each other, and he regretted his actions more than anything.

Suga stepped forward, his tone sharp but controlled.

“You might have settled things here, but you better start thinking about how you’re going to explain this to Taehyung. He’s not going to let it slide this time.”

The mention of Taehyung sent a chill through the room. Everyone knew that when it came to Aella, Taehyung was fiercely protective.

“ Yes , You better be ready with a damn good explanation for Taehyung. You'll have to face him, and trust me, he won’t go easy on you this time.” Namjoon warned and With that Suga and Namjoon looked at each other and left the mansion .

Jungkook clenched his fists, knowing Suga was right. Facing Namjoon’s fury was one thing, but Taehyung’s reaction would be another battle altogether. The protectiveness Taehyung had for both Aella is also understandable because  he also felt the same way Ara and now Jungkook had to be prepared for anything.

After Namjoon stormed out, the tension lingered heavily in the room. J-Hope and Jimin exchanged worried glances, both sensing the weight of guilt and turmoil hanging over Jungkook. His usually confident demeanor was cracked, his eyes shimmering with emotions he rarely let show.

“Hey, it’s okay. We can figure this out,” J-Hope said gently, placing a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder. But Jungkook just shook his head, swallowing hard to keep his emotions at bay. His eyes were clouded with regret and fear—fear of what he had done and what awaited him.

Jimin, seeing the tears welling up in Jungkook’s eyes, took a step forward, his voice soft with concern. “Jungkook, don’t go. We can talk this out. You don’t have to handle this alone.”

But Jungkook’s heart was already heavy, his emotions teetering on the edge. He suddenly turned away, heading towards the door. “I just need some air... I can’t stay here right now,” he mumbled, his voice breaking slightly.

Jimin moved to follow him, desperation in his eyes. “Kookie, wait—!”

Before Jimin could take another step, J-Hope grabbed his arm gently but firmly. “Let him go, Jimin,” he whispered, his tone filled with understanding. “He needs time to clear his head. Chasing after him will only make it worse.”

Jimin hesitated, torn between wanting to be there for Jungkook and understanding that sometimes space is the only comfort. He watched helplessly as Jungkook walked out of the mansion, his figure retreating into the night, a mix of sorrow and frustration etched on his face.

The door clicked shut, leaving behind an eerie silence. J-Hope and Jimin stood there in the dim light, both weighed down by worry but knowing this was something Jungkook needed to face on his own.

End of POV

Taehyung ‘s Pov

Taehyung stood behind the big glass door of Aella’s penthouse . the dim light casting long shadows across the walls. His mind was a storm, thoughts racing as he replayed the moment over and over—the image of Jungkook grabbing Aella by the collar burned into his memory like a brand. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t shake the image, couldn’t let go of the anger and disbelief that churned within him.

He understood Jungkook’s pain. The revelation of his father’s murder was enough to shatter anyone’s composure, to make even the strongest person lose control. Taehyung had seen Jungkook go through hell, watched as the younger man’s world crumbled around him. But this…this was different.

Taehyung’s jaw clenched as he recalled the look of fear in Aella’s eyes, the way her voice trembled when she tried to reason with Jungkook. It wasn’t just about the physical act of grabbing her collar—it was about the breach of trust, the way Jungkook, in his blind rage, had crossed a line that Taehyung couldn’t easily forgive.

His fists tightened at his sides, knuckles turning white. Jungkook was like a brother to him, but Aella… Aella was someone he had sworn to protect, someone whose safety meant more to him than his own. And seeing her in that moment, vulnerable and afraid, had torn something inside him.

Taehyung knew Jungkook wasn’t in his right mind, that the pain of his father’s death had pushed him to the edge. But it didn’t excuse what he had done. The thought of Jungkook laying his hands on Aella filled Taehyung with a cold fury that he struggled to contain.

He stood up abruptly, pacing the room as his thoughts spiraled. How could Jungkook have let it get that far? How could he have lost control to the point of hurting someone they both cared about so deeply?

Taehyung tried to breathe, tried to calm the rage simmering just beneath the surface. He needed to confront Jungkook, to make him understand the gravity of what he’d done. But more than that, he needed to make sure it never happened again.

Because no matter how much he cared for Jungkook, no matter how much he understood the pain and torment his friend was going through, Taehyung knew one thing for certain—he would never, ever allow anyone to hurt Aella. Not even  himself .

Meanwhile Aella 's Pov

In the dim light of her room, Aella sat on the edge of her bed, her emotions a tangled mess. She felt a deep sense of betrayal gnawing at her, but it wasn’t aimed solely at Jungkook or even Ara—it was Taehyung she couldn’t shake from her thoughts. He had known all along, yet he had kept Jungkook's feelings for Ara a secret. She had locked herself away, needing time to process everything, but now the anger that once burned fiercely was beginning to soften. She knew Taehyung wouldn’t have hidden this from her without reason.

Taking a deep breath, Aella stood up and walked out of her room. The hallway seemed quieter than usual, as if holding its breath in anticipation. She found Taehyung in the living room, his back turned to her as he stared out the window. His posture was tense, as if he had been carrying the weight of her silence.

Taehyung," Aella's voice was steady, but the underlying tension was undeniable. He turned to face her, his expression a mix of concern and relief.

"Aella, I'm sorry," he began, his voice soft yet earnest. "I never wanted to hurt you.”

Aella took a deep breath, crossing the room to stand in front of him. "I know you didn't," she replied, her tone laced with a quiet understanding. "But it still hurts, Taehyung. Ara is my sister, and Jungkook...he's someone we both care about. You should have told me." You should’ve told me, Tae. I’m not just some bystander—I’m Ara’s sister, and I deserve to know what’s happening around her!”

He took a step closer, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. “I know, and I’m sorry if you feel betrayed. But I promise, Jungkook genuinely cares for Ara. He’s been nothing but respectful, and he’s terrified of hurting her or you.”

And moreover "I didn’t want to burden you with more than you were already dealing with," Taehyung explained, his gaze searching her eyes for any sign of forgiveness. "And I wanted to be sure about Jungkook’s intentions before saying anything.”

Aella’s anger ebbed as she looked into Taehyung’s eyes, seeing the sincerity there. He had always looked out for her and Ara, even when it meant carrying the weight of secrets. She knew his intentions were pure, even if it stung a bit that he hadn’t confided in her sooner.

“I was scared,” she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. “Scared that you didn’t trust me enough to tell me. But I get it now. You weren’t trying to hide it from me—you were trying to protect me, like you always do.”

Taehyung pulled her into a hug, resting his chin on top of her head. “I’ll always want to protect you, darling . We’re in this together. Let’s support Ara and Jungkook, whatever path they choose. They deserve to find happiness too, just like we do.”

Aella sighed, allowing herself to let go of the anger completely. She nodded against his chest, feeling the warmth of his embrace wash away the last traces of doubt. “Okay, let’s face this together. But you owe me some white pasta for making me lock myself up like that.”

Taehyung chuckled, his grip tightening in a comforting way. “Deal. White pasta  and a promise that I’ll never keep you in the dark again.” And about Jungkook... I know  you really  don't think he’s good for Ara?"

I understand this darling but I don't think you have taken this alone. We're in this together. Jungkook didn't confess his love towards Ara and I really don't know when he is planning to do so. He's been nothing but respectful, and he’s terrified of hurting her and you too  but I know he would do that before having a conversation with you and I think we should  support Ara and Jungkook, whatever path they choose. They deserve to find happiness too, just like we do.” Aella’s  expression softened, and she looked  towards Taehyung, her eyes  studying his face for a moment, then sighed.

"Then I’ll trust your judgment. But I’ll be watching him closely."

Taehyung chuckled softly, some of the tension finally easing from his frame. "I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

"He loves Ara and  I have never seen Jungkook ‘s be this serious about anyone before. I think he could be good for her, if you let him.”

Ara is not only  my sister, she is like a daughter  to me and I’m protective of her. And if Jungkook truly loves her, then maybe… maybe this could be a good thing for her.”

Her trust in Taehyung remains intact, stronger even, now that they’ve faced this challenge together. They sit down and talk for a while longer, discussing how they can be there for Ara and Jungkook while ensuring her sister’s safety and well-being.

As they talk, Aella’s initial fears gradually transform into cautious hope. She knows things will be different now, but with Taehyung by her side, she feels ready to face whatever comes next.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud creak, and Leo stormed in. His face was pale with urgency, and the worry in his eyes immediately captured their attention.

Both Taehyung and Aella turned to face him, their expressions sharpening at the seriousness in his tone.

“What happened?” Aella asked, her voice laced with apprehension.

“It’s Rosy,” Leo replied, his words coming out in a rush. “She tried to leave Seoul without informing anyone. Jin’s men were keeping tabs on her and reported her movements to him. He didn’t waste any time and took her with him, forcefully, to his new mansion.”

Leo’s tone is laced with frustration, realizing how delicate the situation has become.

Aella’s eyes widened in shock, and Taehyung’s jaw clenched tightly, his protective instincts kicking in.

The room’s atmosphere grew heavier as Leo continued, “She was desperate to escape, but Jin isn’t one to let go easily. He’s keeping her locked up, and he’s furious.

A heavy silence hangs in the air as Aella and Taehyung process the information. Both know how unpredictable Seokjin can be, especially when provoked. Leo takes a step forward, almost pleading.

“You need to go there—both of you. Convince him to release Rosy before it’s too late. If this escalates, there’s no telling what Seokjin might do.” His voice is filled with a mix of urgency and desperation, knowing that time is running out.

Taehyung exchanges a look with Aella, their silent communication clear. They both understand what’s at stake, not just for Rosy but for everyone involved. Aella clenches her fists, determination flashing in her eyes. “Let’s go,” she finally says, her voice resolute.

What the hell is wrong with Jin oppa? Calm down, Darling  Taehyung stepped forward, his voice cold and decisive. “We can’t waste any time. Jin is unpredictable when he’s in this state.”

Aella nodded, determination flashing in her eyes. “Let’s go. We need to stop him before he does something he’ll regret.”  Her thoughts raced, filled with worry for Rosy, but also with the realization that Seokjin’s actions could lead to something far more dangerous

Without another word, Taehyung and Aella grabbed their coats, their expressions set in grim resolve. Leo led the way, his steps quick as they headed out of the penthouse, the tension building with every passing second. Time was ticking, and they knew that confronting Kim Seokjin was a delicate matter—one wrong move could ignite an explosive conflict.

As they prepare to leave, the tension in the room is palpable, each of them aware that the confrontation ahead could change everything.

To be continued ...