Taehyung stands in the heart of the enchanted garden, a small, ornate globe clasped tightly in his hands. Within the globe, images of Jimin and Y/n kissing and making out was seen

Taehyung's noona observes him with a knowing gaze, her expression a blend of concern and curiosity.

"You think she's gonna fall in love?" She asked.

Taehyung shook her head,"I don't think she repeated her mistake for the third time and even if she did, he will d'e. Like Jin and Hoseok."

"What are you planning to do, Taehyung? You are holding the globe as if you would crush it in your hand." She said,

Taehyung's gaze remains fixated on the swirling images within the globe, his voice laced with a quiet determination.

"I don't have to do anything. I can control her fate. No matter what happens, I won't let Y/n be with anyone but me."

Nonna's eyes widen, a flicker of concern flashing across her face.

"Taehyung, be careful. Love can be a dangerous game when played with such power."

Taehyung's grip on the globe tightens, "I know what I'm doing, Nonna. Y/n is meant to be mine, and I'll make sure of it."

Nonna, her worry palpable, places a gentle hand on Taehyung's shoulder, her voice a whisper in the night.

"Remember, controlling someone's fate comes with a price. I am scared that in the process of trying to have you, you let the darkness of this type of magic take over you." She said,

Taehyung meets her gaze, "I know and I am willing to pay any price to have her at least in this life."
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They were lost in kissing each other, Y/n loved the way his plump lips felt against hers. He pulled back and pinned her to the table.

Jimin smashed his lips on her once again, devouring her lips, he held her waist pressing her against him.

His kiss moved down to her neck, shoulder, before he started sucking harder, he was leaving marks on her scar.

"Are you leaving this for Jungkook to see?" She asked. Jimin chuckled.

"No, I want to show how much I admire it, but I don't mind if he sees it too." He said he was about to find her sweet spots.

His hand caressed her waist while he was kissing the line of her scar that started from her shoulder and ended at her waist.

Her eyes noticed his hand, he was wearing a ring. "Are you perhaps married?" She asked.

"Hmm, yeah so?" He asked. She held her dress and started wearing it.

"I don't sleep with married men," she said, her tone firm.

He chuckled. "What? You can't say no to me," he insisted.

"I can," she replied evenly.

"You're married too," he countered.

"It's different. My husband deserves to be cheated on and betrayed, but I don't think your wife does," she retorted, her voice rising slightly. Jimin sat beside her, observing the exchange.

"So you want me to leave my wife?" he pressed.

"I've learned my lesson not to steal others' husbands," Y/n affirmed.

Jimin, surprised, interjected, "Wait, you've stolen someone's husband?"

Y/n laughed, a hint of embarrassment in her voice. "Kinda. Now I'm ashamed. It was so stupid of me."

"So what can I do and what I can't do?" He asked.

"We can talk." She said,

"Talk? Are you serious? Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Jimin asked, put his chin over his hand and stared at Her.

"Well, there is so much to talk about." She wanted to make him fall for her, not just have s*x and move to another person.

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Y/n, Hanni, and Dahyun sit together, the atmosphere tense and hushed. Hanni leans in, her voice barely above a whisper.

"So, how was your night with Prince Jimin?" She asked Y/n.

"We just talked all night." Y/n replied.

Dahyun's eyes widened in surprise.

"Just talked? Prince Jimin is actually really sweet. It's Prince Jungkook who we should fear."

Y/n raises an eyebrow, curious. "Why him?"

"He does insane things, he is really cruel, whoever goes to his chamber doesn't come out alive." Dahyun said.

"What? That can't be true."  Y/n couldn't believe it.

"It is. A few years ago he k'lled so many concubines, they had to buy more girls who could be concubines. That time was scary. But he hasn't called anyone to entertain him for almost a year now."
She said,

"Oh gosh, he is indeed scary. You know what he does," Hanni spoke, Y/n stared at them. Listening to the stories they were telling Y/n. And she felt like she has through it, all the torture resemble she has been through because of Namjoon.

She is lost in her thoughts when the chamber door swings open,  and Princess Yuna enters, her presence commanding the room's attention.  Everyone stood up for her.

Yuna looks at Y/n with a mix of sympathy and concern. She came to Y/n and held her hand.

"I am so sorry, I was informed late, I didn't know you were being kept here. You don't have to stay here." Yuna said.

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Princess Yuna stands before her brother, her eyes blazing with indignation.

"Why did you send her to live with the concubines? Do you not respect her at all? Jungkook Oppa told me to take care of her!" Yuna exclaimed.

Crown Prince Jimin meets her gaze with a composed expression, his voice calm but firm.

"I didn't send her there to disrespect her. I wanted her to understand that they are human too. She took it as a great insult when she got compared to them." Jimin said.

Yuna's frustration simmers, her hands clenched at her sides.

"Still, it was not right. I also heard you invited her to your chamber m for what reasons? Jungkook Oppa wishes to marry her."

Jimin's gaze softens, a tinge of regret in his voice.

"Nothing, and Haeun wishes matter too. He can't force her on him." Jimin said.

Y/n, who has been standing quietly in the corner, listens intently.

"Jungkook Oppa loves her. He will be so mad." Yuna said.

"You and I both know, Jungkook doesn't love Haeun, he only loves that Queen of Seoul. Even if he claims to love Haeun, he doesn't love anyone except Y/n." Jimin said.

Yuna and Y/n stared at each other. Jimin still does know about Y/n true identity, and called her Haeun.
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Y/n walks through the beautiful gardens of Busan Palace, taking in the stunning sights and colors of the blooming flowers.

She spots a greenhouse and decides to take a look inside, finding herself amazed by the array of unique plants and flowers.

Plants still bring her so much joy, and happiness.

A man approaches, looking at her with curiosity and caution. Y/n stared at the man, he seemed to be in his middle age. He stared at Y/n, as if he knew her.

"What brings you here?" He asked her.

"I was just exploring. The green house is fascinating." She said,

She points at a beautiful plant with purple petals.

"What's this one called?" She asked.

The man starts naming the plants but hesitates at one.

"I can't remember this one's name." The man said.

Y/n leans in and says, "It's a Saffron Orchid."

The man looks surprised.

"How do you know the name of such a rare plant?" He asked.

Y/n smiled. "Studying plants is my hobby, although I don't get to do it much anymore. I have a whole collection of different shapes of leaves. I know it's stupid."

"No, no it's stupid at all. It's a really interesting and fun hobby. I  do that too, do you want to see it?" He asked.

"Sure." It's the first Y/n met someone who shared same interest as her.

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