𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯-
8.00𝘢𝘮-

"No, please! Don't do this!" she exclaimed, her voice shaking with desperation as she watched her phone being handed over to the guard, feeling her last bit of control slipping away.

The guard nodded and tucked the phone into his pocket, a sly smile spreading across his face as he turned to leave, her precious phone now out of her reach. Taehyung's grip on her arm tightened, his eyes gleaming with a hint of triumph, as if he knew he had won this small battle.

Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she realized the full weight of her situation, the helplessness and isolation washing over her like a cold wave. A single tear escaped, rolling down her cheek as she whispered, "Please, Taehyung...don't do this to me." But his expression remained unyielding, his eyes cold and unforgiving.

He pulled her up the stairs, his grip on her arm unrelenting, and dragged her to his room, the door slamming shut behind them with a deafening crash. The sound echoed through the hallway, a stark reminder of her captivity. She struggled to free herself, but his hold only tightened, his eyes flashing with a fierce intensity that made her heart race with fear.

As the door closed behind them, Taehyung's gaze burned with an intensity that made her skin prickle. He pulled her close, his voice low and husky, "You've been avoiding me for far too long, Y/N." His breath danced across her skin, sending shivers down her spine. "But now, you're mine." His lips brushed against her ear, sending waves of unwanted excitement through her body. She tried to push him away, but his arms wrapped around her, holding her captive. "You may not want me, but your body betrays you," he whispered, his words dripping with seduction. "And I always get what I want.

She struggled to free herself, her heart racing with anger and fear. "You're just a selfish, arrogant tyrant, Taehyung," she spat, her voice venomous. "Using your power to control and manipulate others for your own pleasure." His eyes flashed with anger, his grip on her tightening. "How dare you," he growled, his voice low and menacing. With a swift motion, he pinned her to the wall, his hands on either side of her head, his face inches from hers. "You know nothing about me," he snarled, his eyes blazing with fury.

His face inches from hers, his warm breath dancing across her skin, he whispered, "But I know everything about you, Y/N. Your scent, your taste, the way your heart races when I'm near." His eyes burned with an intense desire, his voice husky and low. "You may try to resist, but your body betrays you. You want me, just as I want you." His lips brushed against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "And soon, you'll surrender to me, completely."

The air was electric with tension as he pinned her to the wall, his words sending waves of excitement and fear through her body. Her heart raced like a wild animal, her breath catching in her throat as his lips grazed her skin. She felt like a trapped bird, desperate to escape but unable to move, her eyes locked on his as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. The world around her melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a sea of forbidden desire.

As his warm breath caressed her ear, a shiver ran down her spine, and a wave of pleasure washed over her, making her stomach flutter and her knees weak. Her heart raced faster, her pulse pounding in her neck, as his lips traced the curve of her ear, sending sparks of electricity through her body. The room around her melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a sea of tension and desire. His whisper sent a thrill through her, "You're mine, Y/N. And soon, I'll make you admit it."

As his words hung in the air, the tension between them palpable, he leaned in closer, his lips inches from hers. The world around them melted away, leaving only the promise of a forbidden kiss. Time stood still, their hearts pounding in unison, as they hovered on the precipice of surrender. But for now, nothing existed except the thrumming anticipation, the sweet agony of almost, and the certainty that their lives would never be the same again.

His eyes burned with an inner fire, their gazes locked in a silent understanding. The air was heavy with anticipation, their lips almost touching, the world holding its breath. And then, in a moment of pure instinct, he closed the distance, his lips claiming hers in a kiss that left her breathless and wanting more. The room around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a sea of passion and desire. It was a kiss that spoke of secrets, of hidden truths, and of a love that would never be tamed.

Just as their lips were parted, a sudden knock on the door shattered the spell, breaking the tension. Taehyung's eyes flashed with annoyance, his gaze never leaving hers as he growled, "Enter." The door creaked open, and a timid voice interrupted, "T-Tae, sir, your meeting with the board is waiting." Taehyung's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, as he slowly pulled away from Y/N. She felt a flush rise to her cheeks, her heart still racing, as she realized how vulnerable she had been. Embarrassment washed over her, her eyes dropping in shame. "You're a disgrace," she whispered to herself, her voice trembling.

𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮
8.40𝘱𝘮-

Night had fallen, casting a dark shadow over the room. Y/N sat on the edge of her bed, her thoughts still reeling from the events of the day. She couldn't shake off the feeling of vulnerability, the way Taehyung had made her feel. She had always prided herself on her strength, her independence, but in his presence, she felt like a fragile leaf, helplessly torn by the winds of desire. She buried her face in her hands, her mind racing with the memory of his lips on hers, the way her body had responded to his touch. "Why did I let him do that to me?" she whispered to herself, her voice laced with shame and frustration.

As she lay back on her bed, exhaustion finally caught up with her, her eyelids heavy with the weight of her emotions. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of confusion, her mind struggling to keep afloat. But as her head hit the pillow, her body surrendered to the fatigue, and she felt herself being pulled under by the gentle waves of sleep. Her thoughts grew hazy, her worries blurring into a soft focus, and she let out a soft sigh as her eyes drifted shut. The last thing she remembered was the feel of Taehyung's lips on hers, and the way her heart had raced with a mix of fear and excitement. Then, everything went dark.

Taehyung walked into the room, his eyes scanning the space until they landed on the figure lying on the bed. Y/N was fast asleep, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. He felt a pang in his chest, a mix of emotions swirling inside him. He had never felt this way about anyone before, but there was something about her that drew him in, like a moth to a flame. He couldn't help but be fascinated by her strength, her spirit, and her beauty. And as he gazed at her sleeping form, he realized that he was addicted to her, to the way she made him feel, to the way she challenged him, and to the way she surrendered to him. He felt a smile spread across his face, his eyes never leaving hers. "My addiction," he whispered, his voice barely audible. And with that, he sat down beside her, his eyes never leaving hers, and let out a sigh, surrendering to his own desires.

Good. Taehyung's eyes gleamed with a knowing intensity as he gazed at her peaceful form. He reached out a hand, his fingers tracing the curve of her jawline, his touch feather-light. Y/N didn't stir, her deep sleep unbroken. He smiled to himself, a sense of ownership and possession washing over him. He could do anything he wanted, and she wouldn't even notice. The thought sent a thrill through him, and he leaned in closer, his breath caressing her skin. "My addiction," he whispered again, his voice husky with desire. And with that, he claimed her lips in a soft, gentle kiss, his eyes never leaving hers, even as she slept on, unaware of the passion that simmered just beneath the surface.

Taehyung chuckled to himself, his eyes still fixed on Y/N's sleeping form. He knew he had to leave her alone for now, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that he had claimed her lips once again. He stood up, his movements fluid and graceful, and made his way to the bathroom to freshen up.

As he splashed water on his face, he couldn't help but smile to himself. He was hooked on her, and he knew it. But he didn't care. He was willing to do whatever it took to keep her by his side. And as he gazed at his reflection in the mirror, he knew that he would stop at nothing to make her his.

×𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 10 𝘮𝘪𝘯×

Taehyung walked back into the bedroom, his eyes immediately drawn to Y/N's still-sleeping form. He had changed into a comfortable pair of black sweatpants and a white graphic t-shirt, his hair messy and unkempt, but his eyes shone with a soft intensity. He moved quietly, not wanting to disturb her, and sat down beside her on the bed. The soft rustle of his clothes was the only sound as he gazed at her peaceful face, his eyes tracing the curves of her eyebrows, her nose, and her lips.

Taehyung lay down beside her, his body aligning with hers, and wrapped his arms around her in a gentle embrace. He felt her warmth seep into his skin, her soft breathing a soothing melody to his ears. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling the sweet scent of her shampoo, and felt his heart beat in sync with hers. The world outside melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the comfort of each other's embrace. He felt her relax into his hold, her body surrendering to his warmth, and he knew in that moment that he would never let her go.

Taehyung's arms tightened around her waist, his grip firm but gentle, as if he was holding onto a precious treasure. He felt her body mold to his, her curves fitting perfectly into his embrace. His hand splayed across her hip, his fingers spread wide, as if to claim as much of her as possible. He pulled her in closer, their bodies flush against each other, and felt her warmth seep into his very bones. Her soft breathing was the only sound in the silence, and he felt his heart beat in time with hers, their love becoming the only rhythm that mattered.

As Taehyung held her close, he felt a flutter in his chest, like a thousand butterflies taking flight. His heart raced with excitement, his pulse pounding in his ears. He felt alive, electrified by her presence, and his love for her overflowed like a fountain. The butterflies danced in his belly, their delicate wings beating wildly, as he realized that this was what it meant to be truly in love. He felt like he was soaring, his spirit lifted by the weight of his emotions, and he knew that he would never let her go. The butterflies were a symphony of joy, a celebration of their love, and Taehyung was forever lost in their sweet embrace.

Taehyung's gaze drifted upwards, his eyes locking onto her breathtaking face. He was met with a vision of serenity, her features peaceful in slumber. Her eyelids, like delicate petals, shielded her eyes, and her lips, a gentle smile playing on them, seemed to whisper sweet nothings to his soul. The soft curve of her nose, the gentle slope of her forehead, and the graceful lines of her jawline all blended in harmony, creating a masterpiece of beauty. He was entranced, his heart skipping a beat as he drank in the sight of her. "My addiction," he whispered, his voice barely audible, his eyes never leaving hers. He was lost in the depths of her beauty, forever ensnared by the grace and charm of her face.

Taehyung's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his gaze still fixed on her face. He was captivated by the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the soft flutter of her eyelids, and the sweet curve of her lips. He felt his heart swell with adoration, his soul reaching out to hers in a silent whisper. "You're so beautiful, Y/N," he breathed, his voice barely audible. "Inside and out, you shine so bright. I'm lost in your light, my love." His words were a soft caress, a gentle tribute to her beauty and grace. And as he gazed at her, he knew that he would never tire of this sight, this feeling, this love.

Taehyung's gaze never wavered, his eyes burning with intensity as he drank in her beauty. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, his soul screaming with desire. He leaned in closer, his face inches from hers, his breath caressing her skin. "Y/N, my love, my everything," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "You're the reason I breathe, the reason I exist. Without you, I'm nothing." His words were a gentle plea, a desperate cry from the depths of his soul. And as he spoke, his lips brushed against hers, a soft, gentle touch that sent shivers down her spine.
___________________________________

𝗢𝘂𝗰𝗵(π-π) 𝗠𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗻-
𝗢𝘄𝘄~
𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘀:)
𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁:)
𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 : 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁.... 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻(π-π).... 𝗦𝗼, 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝘄𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲~*𝗽𝗼𝘂𝘁*....𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶 𝘂𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗰𝘂𝘇... 𝗠𝘆 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼🤧... 𝗠𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 🥲.... 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸.... 𝗕𝘆𝗲 𝗯𝘆𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘀:)
안녕 사랑♡ 보라해♡