"I thought we would be celebrating you taking the throne." Taehyung said.

"Throne? How can I take over? I am a woman, so I can't. " Shs rolled her eyes.

"Relax, you will find a way." He patted her back. He caressed her hair, "You will be the one to rule, or else there is no point doing that to him."

She thinks about Namjoon, she didn't k'll him because she thought it would drop her rank but it seems like her rank will drop anywhere, if Hoseok takes over.

"Just kiss me." She said, Taehyung smiled.

"Where?" He asked while smiling. She noticed he acts sweet to her now. Y/n thinks something is going on in his head or else why would he act so sweet after what she has done to him?

"Everywhere please." She smiled back as he wrapped his arm around her. Yet she still wants to trust, Taehyung always makes her feel different.

He held her face while leaving kissing on her face, she giggled. It was cute. Then he kissed her jaws. He kissed her neck while his hands caressing her waist, "You always smell so nice."

"Really? What do I smell like?" She asked.

"Heaven." He replied, he untied her dress, taking off each piece, and letting it fall on the floor.

He stood there still, confused and surprised when he saw a huge scar on her body. It starts from her shoulder, going down diagonally to her chest and then ends at her ribs. "It wasn't there before."

He asked. Y/n chuckled. "You like to challenge him. You had this personality right? You purposely left marks on him to make him angry, when you succeed, both times he got really pissed off and this recent time, he put a permanent scar on me." 

She touched the scar and caressed it. It was slowly healing but it will still leave a scar.

Taehyung looked at her. "I didn't know he would do this, is he really worse?"

She nodded her head. "Really, really worse." She caressed his hair. "That is why I said you can never reach his level."

Taehyung was silent, then spoke. "He caught you cheating so it's fair he wanted to mark you."

She was surprised, he was justifying Namjoon's actions. Y/n looked at him, "So if your wife was cheating on you, you would have cut open her chest too?"

"No, because she wasn't the type of woman. But Y/n you are," he said. She wore her dress. "Why are you wearing clothes?"

"What else should I do? Stand still while you disrespect me and insult me?" She asked. He hugged her.

"No, I am not. What I mean to say, maybe he deserves to get cheated on. But I would do the same if you were my wife and I caught you sleeping with someone else." He said.

"Seriously? But I am not, so leave me." She said she struggled in his arms but he held her tightly. He kissed her forehead.

"You are wild Y/n, irrational, unpredictable. I never knew I had this in me. But I want to tame you, control you." He said, he held her chin and kissed her soft lips. He kissed her scar. Leaving hickeys around it. "I would gladly dig my name on your skin too, if you were my wife and let another man touch you."

"But I am not your wife." she said, he pinned her to the wall, kissing her chest, stomach, his hand finds his way to her c*nt.

"Stop reminding me again and again, it is pissing me off. I will fck you like you are my slave." He said.

"I really wake the beast in you." She held his shoulder, as his long fingers were thrusting in her. His fingers are enough to make her go insane, and the way he was thrusting them in her.

He bent over, she could feel his breath in his ear while he was thrusting his fingers in her. He whispered, "I think you wake the beast in every man, it feels like you are a gem, a cursed gem that stores all the darkness and evilness and whoever touches you, becomes evil too and it's  fascinating."

He licked her neck and then bit her skin, She groaned and held his arms. He didn't stop thrusting her. "Have you ever…thought of becoming……a poet?" She said in between uneven breaths.

"Not before meeting you." He whispered and stopped thrusting his finger in her. "How does you name look like?" He asked.

Y/n was confused, "My name?"

"Yeah, I want to see what it looks like." He is a commoner, so he has never learned to read and write.

"Right now?" She asked him to nod his head, she took out a paper, ink and brush, she wrote it on the paper.

"Pretty, like you." He said.

"Stop," she folded the paper while she was blushing non stop.

"Crave it on my skin." He spoke. Y/n looked at him.

"What?" She asked again thinking what she heard was wrong.

"I said, crave your name on my skin." He repeated.

"Why?"

"Because you got that scar because of me. And I want you to scar me too, but it will not be a scar if it's your name." He said.

"No," she said.

"Why not? Please Y/n." He took off his clothes.

"You really want this?" She asked again, honestly she doesn't mind. She likes men who behave this way to her. It makes her feel like she has some type of power over them.

"Yes, more than anything. Where do you want it?" He asked. She stared at his lean figure,

"On your back." She said she told him to lay on his stomach on the bed. He did, Y/n got on his back, she had a small knife in her hand that she took out from the drawer.

She laid on back and kissed his shoulder. "I love you."

She sat back up, and started digging the tip of the knife off his shoulder. She could feel his muscles being intense because of Pain but he didn't stop her.

She was craving medium size alphabets on his shoulder, with a smile on her face. She felt like she was claiming something, claiming him, his body, his soul.

Blood covered his right shoulder, she wiped the blood and she could see her name. "When it will heal, it will leave a beautiful scar."

She smiled and hugged his back. "A beautiful scar, telling you that you are mine." She kissed his right shoulder, not caring about the blood.

He got up and made her lay on the bed. "You are mine too." He said. She wants to argue that she is not. But she gave up and let him kiss her.

He parted her legs, "You are so wet, does it turn you on?"

He asked. And nodded her head. It did, she never felt this turn on before. "Blood turns us on ,"

No not really, but maybe with him.

She closed her eyes as he started fcking her, he held her hand while thrusting in her deep and rough.

Namjoon, no matter how much she ignores it he reminds her of him, the way he touches her, behaves, claims her, she feels like she is with Namjoon.
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Y/n stared at Taehyung's face. She could not sleep. Taehyung was asleep while his arms were around her tightly.

Does he even love her? No, he said he hated her. Then why? Why is he being nice to her?

She couldn't fall asleep, she stood up and wore her dress, she left the room and went to Namjoon's room instead.

She laid beside him, and moved closer to him. She hugged his waist. "I couldn't sleep, I hope you don't mind me sleeping here yeobo."

She played with his hand, his eyes were closed and he was sleeping. She felt a little scared, she still feels like he would hurt her if he opened his eyes. He woke up, he opened his eyes. But that's all he can do.

She smiled when she saw him opening his eyes. "I disturb your sleep, didn't I?"

She placed a kiss on her forehead. "You say I don't love you, I had an amazing night with Taehyung, but I couldn't sleep because I was missing you."

She put his hand over her waist. "Can you feel anything? You must be missing making love right? Making me bleed is love is making love you right?"

She talked to him, she knows he will not reply.  "It's stressful, but I am planning to k'll Hoseok. He has a headache,you know what he said to me baby, he asked to marry him."

She kissed his hand. "I will not marry anyone, don't worry."

She looked at a letter, the wooden box that was found in a grim tower. She unlocked it and found different things and a few letters.

"Did you write these Yeobo? Who is she that you kept referring to?" She asked.

She looked at the letter, she didn't get to read these before, she decided to read it now.

"She told me to stay here. She said it will make me stronger, how living in a cage will make me stronger? But I didn't question her, I listened, I just listened to everything she did. I am hungry too, for days she gives me nothing to eat. She says I am the future king so I should know what hunger is. I feel empty, completely empty."
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Taehyung was kissing her shoulder, while his hand wrapped around her waist. She had her back resting over his chest. And she was really silent, she hasn't said a word since yesterday.

"What happened?", Taehyung asked.

She took a deep breath. "Just Stressed,"

"Even when you are with me?"He asked. Y/n forced a smile, how would she tell him that she can't find peace with anyone. "Throne is important to you."

"Yes, the rightful owner should get it." she replied.

"You are right, love. The rightful owner should get the throne." He then chuckled. "You were ready to give it up for me, remember?" He said. She nodded her head. She remembers, she remembers how pathetic she acted to Taehyung, she remembers how he insulted her, how he told Namjoon where she is.

"I was because I wanted you." She replied.

"Now you don't want me?" He asked.

"I have you right?" She said, He kissed her shoulder.

"Yes." He replied. She turned to him.

"Taehyung, where are you parents?" She asked. He shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know, probably de*d? I was raised by someone else." He told her, while playing with her hair.

"Who?" He asked.

"She found me near the lake, remember the one who is forbidden for commoners?" He asked her. She nodded her head. "I was found there. She took care of me, she told me it was the last day of December, she said I was one day old maybe? My parents left me to d'e and it was really cold but she saved me or else I would have actually d'ed."

"That means you were born on 30th December? Me too." She told him, she asked him the year. He told her. And it turned out both were born on the same day, on the same year.

Taehyung was talking about his childhood, she just listened to him. She feels so jealous of him, he has such a good childhood, such a good life.

And what did she get?

"You had a good childhood." She asked.

He smiled, "I grew up in poverty but seeing how royals are. I think I had a good childhood."

She touched his necklace. "Why do you wear this all the time?"

"I kinda have this all this time." He told her. She smiled, while touching his necklace.

"I feel like I have seen this before." She said while playing with it. She then remembered. "Jungkook, give me something like this too." Y/n finally remembered. The first letter that Jungkook sent it had the same necklace as this.

"Jungkook? Busan prince?" Taehyung asked as she nodded her head. Taehyung was silent, how many more necklaces like this exist? "Show me."

"I don't know, I don't think I have it, it must be somewhere." She shrugged her shoulders.

"I want to see it Y/n." Taehyung said. She sighed and got up from the bed. Looking for the necklace that Jungkook gave her.

She found it and gave it to Taehyung. He took it, it looks the same, like the one he is wearing and the one he found in Grim tower. He looked closely and realized, it is not really the same, it's slightly different.

"Can I keep it for a while?" He asked.

"Okay." For her it's just another piece of jewelry so she gives it to Taehyung, she doesn't know what it is or why Jungkook gives it to her.
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"Because of you it keeps getting delayed." Y/n said. Hoseok shook his head.

"Because of me? It's because of you. I told you what I want." He said.

"That will never happen," she replied.

"Hmm, you know I can suggest your name too?" He asked, he knew Y/n would not marry anyone again.

"Yes, but you will not." She said,

"I will, if you agree to be with me."

She rolled her eyes. "Seriously?"

He smiled. "Isn't it beneficial for both of us? I know about a lot of things. Did you visit Grim Tower?"

"Yeah, I did. I read some letters that said he was kept there. Good he was an animal. And he should have stayed there." Y/n said.

"He was not always like that Y/n," Hoseok exclaimed.

"Who is she? Who was the woman who kept her there?" Y/n asked.

"Why don't you ask Yuri?" Hoseok said with a smile.

"Yuri?" Y/n was more confused. How Yuri can be related to that woman.

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The two necklaces, the one he found and the one Jungkook give to Y/n, they look like they are pieces of puzzle. "Why you did tell me there are two more necklaces like this?" Taehyung asked the lady, who was sitting there with cards.

She didn't look up at Taehyung and kept playing with the cards. "Because I was not supposed to, they found you."

"Yes, nuna." He said.

"How's Y/n?" She asked.

"Miserable, like she should be." Taehyung said. She stopped playing with the cards.

"Miserable? She didn't look miserable when she was craving her name on your skin on your request." She said.

"Don't do that, don't keep eye on me when I am with her. And I did because I felt bad, I didn't know Appa was that bad to her." He replied. He knows Namjoon, and he knows his relationship with him.

"You feel bad for her now? They woman you wanted to k'll for years for taking your throne, your name?" She said.

"She," Taehyung closed his eyes." It seems useless that we are adding to her hardships, she been through worse than I did."

"Don't fall for that Woman, she will betray, she will betray everyone, and you know." She said.

"Maybe I can change her, I can make her fall for me with magic right?" Taehyung said.

"It's not black magic, you can change her fate but you can't make her obsessed with her." She said. Taehyung looked at the bracelet she has.

"Noona why are you wearing her necklace?" He asked. The girl is the same old lady who Y/n met.

"He give it to her, knowing really well it belonged to me. So I had to take it back." She replied. "Put the necklaces on the table."

Taehyung took of his necklace and put it on the table. Taehyung put all three necklace on the table, he didn't even had to connect them, they are connected together, on their own.
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Flashback,

"I am so glad you are fine," Namjoon kissed her forehead. "How are you feel right now?"

"Is she fine?" She asked. Asking about her babygirl that was just born.

"Yes, she is perfectly fine. I am worried about you right." He said. He loves her, he loves her so much, he can't even explain it. She is his love. The child who is just born is not even his but he still love her a lot.

"What about Dahyun?" She asked.

"She had a boy." He replied.

"Boy, you will choose him. Of course. You will choose your son over me and my child." She said.

"No, no, I would always choose you."

"You remember your promise?" She asked. He nodded his head.

"You remember your promise? You promise to stay with me, you said you will love me." He asked.

"I will. I already do." She said. He smiled, he trust her, he trusts all her lies, everything she says.

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Dahyun was holding the same baby boy in her hand. She softly caressed his face. Dahyun is Yurim and Yuna mother's, so Namjoon's wife, the queen.

She was happy for that a baby boy was born. He will the next heir, the next King.

"Your highness, did you think of any names yet?" Her court lady asked. Dahyun smiled.

"Taehyung, Kim Taehyung. My son will become a great King." She said, while caressing his head. Her dreams were crushed.

Namjoon came there, she sit up properly. She smiled a little as Namjoon took the baby. He didn't even looked at the child and give to a maid, he took the small babygirl from the other maid. He smiled at her.

"Here." He put her on his wife's lap. She was confused. Why did he took her son from her and put this girl? "Our duaghter."

"What? What are you saying, where are you bringing my son?" She asked and started crying.

"You don't need to worry about him. Look at her instead, Kim Y/n, she is beautiful like her mother." He said with a smile.

"It's her child? You can't do this, this girl is not even your child, but he is your son. You can't give him away." She cried.

"I can," he replied.

"You do everything that woman says, can't you see she doesn't love you! She is evil! She likes to make everyone's life hell!" She exclaimed.

"You have no right, to say anything about her. Take care of Y/n, forget that you even had a son."

"You will regret trusting her and doing everything she says." She said.

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