Y/n's heart raced as she heard the unsettling noises from outside. Rushing out, she witnessed Taehyung relentlessly hitting Jungkook.

Before she could react, their father intervened, forcefully pulling Taehyung away from Jungkook.

Hurrying to Jungkook's side, Y/n knelt down, concern etched across her face.

"Are you okay?" she asked, worry evident in her voice. Jungkook winced but assured her he was fine. She started crying seeing him like that.

“Taehyung, why are you hitting your brother!” His father exclaimed in anger.

Taehyung, still seething with anger, pointed accusingly at Jungkook. "It's his fault! He touched my wife," he declared.

Taehyung stared at Y/n who was holding Jungkook, and caressing his hair.

Gripping Y/n's hand, Taehyung ushered her away, leading her to their room.

He shuts the door and stares at her. His eyes soften, “Are you okay?” He asked in a gentle tone.

“Why did you hit him like that?” She asked.

“Because he touched you. No one can touch you.” Taehyung replied.

“But why do you act like a beast? Oh god, Taehyung, why?” She exclaimed and now her voice was raising as she was coming out of shock and now was getting furious.

“I have no explanation, if he touches you again, I might as well k!ll him.” he said and that just shocked her. “And you didn't want him to touch you either.”

“It was mine and his matter, we could have solved it. You have no say in it.” She exclaimed, he held her back by the back of her neck.

“I have a say. You are my wife. And stop crying, you remember what I said right? Do you want me to shed his blood?” Taehyung said while wiping her tears, she folded her fists and pushed him.

She tried to leave the room, he held her hand and pinned her to the room. “Where are you going?”

“I want to see Jungkook,” She exclaimed, and tried to open the door again but he locked it again.

“You are not seeing that disgusting man, do you have any idea in what way he talks about you?” Taehyung asked. She shook her head.

“I don't know what he says, but that can't be worse than what you say and do to my face.” She exclaimed.

Taehyung stared at her. What did he say to her that was so disgusting? He shares his true thoughts, just because he doesn't sugar coat them he is bad in her sight?

“I said you are not leaving this room.” Taehyung said.

“I knew you would be like this, just because you know about my past relationship with Jungkook,” she exclaimed.

Taehyung doesn't give a damn about the past. He knew that, but he was just disgusted by the way Jungkook talked about her.

“What's your next move? Are you gonna k!ll Jungkook? Or me? If you wanna k!ll me please do.” Y/n exclaimed.

At this point he thinks maybe what her father did was right.

Taehyung held her arm and pulled her to the bed. “What? Are you gonna show me your true self huh?” She asked.

He nodded his head. “I will, you wanna d!e, huh?”

Does she even think of him before thinking about dying?

He took off the ribbon from her hairs, she tied two black ribbons at her hair. She really loves ribbons, and Taehyung really loves them too, to tie her up.

He started tying her hands to the bed, “Taehyung! You need to stop tying me!” She exclaimed.

“You can tie me whatever you want too. I don't mind.” Taehyung replied, she couldn't believe how calm Taehyung was, his hand knuckle covered in Jungkook's blood.

“You are insane, please don't r*pe.” She started crying, he came closer and kissed her forehead.

“My love I would never,” Even his heart stopped for a few seconds as he called her ‘my love’. He added, “I just want to make you cry for your poor husband, it's enough of crying for that useless piece of sh!t.” He held her chin, and stared at her eyes.

He just realized that whenever he saw her crying it's because of Jungkook.

Why? He thought she had high standards, but maybe he was wrong because she was crying for Jungkook.

She started crying and Taehyung just sat on the sofa while he stared at her. He watched her cry and cry more.

Until she stopped crying and then she realized that Taehyung was not doing anything. 

“Now tell me why were you crying?” He asked. He just wanted to talk, he knows it's wrong to tie her first, but he was unable to find any other way.

When she didn't know exactly why she was crying , she spoke.“You hit Jungkook,”

“Aww, so you were feeling pain for him?” He said in a mocking tone, she looked away.

She doesn't know why. Maybe she cried because she was keeping it inside. She hasn't cried properly since her marriage.

“What did he do? He kissed you?” He asked. And she stared at him, how did he know? But she is forgetting the lipstick mark that was left on Jungkook's lips which Taehyung noticed. He took her silence as yes. “He did, he forced the kiss?”

She nodded her head.

“Then? Why were you crying? I did right by hitting him.” He asked the question again.

“Hitting him like that was not right.” She said,

“Him kissing my wife forcefully and making her feel uncomfortable in her own house was not right either.” He exclaimed. He said ‘her house’ not his house. Because now he believes that the house belongs to her too. “I want you safe in this house, if I hadn't done that don't you think he would have crossed his limits again?”

She nodded her head.

He loves how she was nodding her head like this; it's rare, so rare for her to agree to what Taehyung was saying.

“Then why are you crying?” It was like he was circling the question, trying to find a valid reason for her crying like this.

“Because I am stupid! Can you now shut up!” She exclaimed. Making Taehyung chuckled. Now her mood was different. Which is good.

He stood up and took out some pills from the drawers, before he filled up the glass of water for her. He walked closer to her, he told her to swallow the pills. She stared at the pills and then at Taehyung she shook her head.

“Don't mess with my hormones.” She said, And he chuckled.

“What about you messing with every nerve I have in me?” He told her to swallow the pill gently, before he put it in her mouth and made her swallow it.

She didn't want to swallow it, but she did.

Now he just sits and watches. He took off his shirt and wiped Jungkook's blood off his knuckles.

He was waiting for his wild cat to start begging him to fck her. That is why he gave her the pill.

Her body started trembling, she clenched her thighs. As she whined, she felt a weird need. She started sweating.

“Beg, baby I know you need someone to take care of your body.” He exclaimed.

And Y/n refused to give up, surely she needed someone, she wanted to get fcked, but begging Taehyung is the last thing she would ever do.

She can't believe how Taehyung changed her emotions, just now she was crying and worried about Jungkook and now she was trembling badly and whining because of the drug inside her doing its job.

Taehyung just watched. What she is feeling now is what he feels everyday, How badly he wants her. That his body and soul starts to ache.

She was not ready to give you. But he give up, seeing her like this and knowing all she wants right now it a good org*sm to calm her body he couldn't resist.

“Oh my baby,” He mumbled as he walked closer to her, he could feel her whole body stiffen as he softly brushed her leg.

“Taehyung don't to-uch me.” She mumbled. He didn't like that.

“You need it.” He said.

“I don't n-eed you.” Her voice was trembling but he got a clear answer that she didn't want him.

He went to the drawer again and took out a blindfold. Of course he had it right beside his table, he wanted to use it. And he did. He tied it around her eyes.

“What ar-e you gonna do now?” she asked.

With him she doesn't know what's next, “Just trust your husband.”

That's what she doesn't.

She felt something else around her neck, it was a collar. “Do I look like a p-et to you?”

This man and his k!nks, just amazes her.

“Yes, my Wild cat. I am just taming you a little.” Taehyung said he doesn't want to tame her, he likes how she is.

“You are a filthy rat. I will put a collar around you too!”, she exclaimed

“Honey, rats don't wear collars, some cats do, I will even put a bell on your collar next time.” He said.

“I will put you in a rat trap!I will k!ll you by giving your rat poison,” She yelled and he was not bothered by it. “I am not a fcking object.”

He cupped her face. “You are not an object, you are my life. And my life should know my dark side right honey?”

He gently rubbed her cheeks.

He untied her hands, and she tried to take off the blindfold but he stopped her. “Trust me,”

She sat on her knees on the bed, she doesn't know why but she did listen to Taehyung and didn't take off the blindfold. Maybe it was because of how embarrassed she was?

The collar on her neck had a chain attached to it. She was wearing a short black dress. Her legs were a little apart and the way she was sitting, he could see her underwear.

He wants to touch her. But he got the command that he can't touch her.

“Touch yourself,” He said.

“The hell no,” She tried to again take off her blindfold.

“I will fck you if you don't start touching yourself right now.” Taehyung said firmly.

She was hesitant but she needed someone to touch her or she could perhaps touch herself.

“Don't be shy, baby act like there is no one else in this room except you. Pretend I am not here.” He whispered in her ear his deep voice. It sent chills down her spine.

Her hand starts feeling her own body. Without realizing, she started by feeling the collar in her neck, it was somehow hot. She then touched her boob, and waist, her body does feel nice which she touches it

Blindfold was helping, because she couldn't see that her mind was not worried about Taehyung.

By the way she was touching herself it felt like she knew her body really well. Her hand then went to her underwear as her fingers started rubbing herself.

Taehyung licked his lips, the sight was too hot. She moaned softly, he bit his lips, he wanted to hear her moan his name but knowing her nature, he knew she would not be moaning his name any time soon.

He unbuckled his belt too, as he sat back on the couch and sneaked his hand in his underwear, feeling his hard c0ck. He took it out and it was hard as expected.

Y/n can make him hard just by existing and here she was giving him a proper show of her pleasure herself.

“Fck, Y/n.” He moaned, he wanted to keep moaning her name. He let his c0ck out freely, as he started jerking at the sight of Y/n pleasuring herself.

He likes this better, except of crying for someone else, he wanted her to pleasure herself.
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Y/n entered the hospital room, her eyes immediately drawn to Jungkook lying on the bed, bandages covering much of his body. She approached him gently, her face was showing concern for him.

Y/n got irritated a little, "Why didn't you defend yourself, Jungkook? Why didn't you hurt Taehyung back?"

If Jungkook had fought back she didn't have to come here or feel bad for Jungkook.

Jungkook managed a weak smile, his eyes reflecting a mixture of pain and resilience.

"I'm used to taking hits, Y/n. But I could never bring myself to hurt Taehyung. It's just not in me. I still feel weak Infront of him, like a scared little boy.” Jungkook said, he has told Y/n how Taehyung used to hit him. So she knows that.

Worry deepened in Y/n's expression as she sat by his bedside, her hand reaching out to touch his. He other hand was bands.

"Jungkook, I can't stand seeing you like this." She mumbled.

Jungkook gently squeezed her hand, offering a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, Y/n. I can handle the pain if it for you.” He said, “I love you.”

She stared at his face with still worry in her eyes. Jungkook knew her heart was weak for him and here it was shocking.
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Y/n stepped outside, her footsteps echoing in the quiet evening. The garage door creaked open, revealing a collection of sleek cars.

Why does Taehyung does everything he wants?

She approached a servant, her eyes narrowing with determination. Taehyung uses that silver car a lot, but that couldn't mean it's his favorite, then which one is?

"Which one is Taehyung's favorite?" She asked the servant.

The servant gestured toward a polished silver car, parked in the corner.

"That's the one, Miss." He replied.

Y/n walked towards the silver car, her gaze fixated on its immaculate exterior. The light reflected off its smooth surface, highlighting its curves.

Her fists clenched around a nearby rod, and a surge of anger consumed her.

"This is his precious car, huh?" She mumbled.

Without a second thought, she swung the rod, the metal connecting with the car's window. Ther servant was shocked.

The shattering sound reverberated through the garage, mixing with the crunching of metal as Y/n continued to strike, venting her frustration on the once pristine vehicle.

Y/n's anger still smoldering, she took a deep breath and looked around for something to send a message.

Spotting a nearby storage area, she found a dark blue bow tucked away. With a determined expression, she snatched it up and swiftly affixed it to the damaged silver car.

"Let Taehyung know who did this." She told the servant, but he would know himself when he see that bow.

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