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As Tae and Y/N entered the luxurious party venue, Taehyung's gang members, BTS, stared in shock as he entered the room with Y/N, his grip on her waist possessive. Jin's eyes widened, having worked with Y/N before and knowing Taehyung's obsession. Namjoon's expression turned serious, aware of their forced marriage. The other members - Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, and Jungkook - looked on in disbelief, struggling to understand Taehyung's fixation on Y/N.

"Taehyung, what's going on here?" Jin asked, his voice firm but concerned.

Taehyung's smile was icy. "Just a little surprise. Meet my wife, Y/N."

Jin's eyes widened in shock. "Wife?! Taehyung, what have you done?"

Taehyung's grip on Y/N's waist tightened. "I've done what needed to be done. She's mine now."

Suga and J-Hope exchanged worried glances, while Jimin looked on in disbelief. Jungkook's eyes were fixed on Taehyung, a mix of confusion and concern.

"Hyung, is this true?" Jungkook asked, his voice laced with uncertainty.

Taehyung's gaze never left Jin's face. "Yes, Jungkook. She's my wife now."

Jin's face was stern. "Taehyung, this isn't right. You can't just force someone into marriage."

Taehyung's smile grew wider. "Oh, but I can. And I did."

Y/N's eyes flashed with anger, but she remained silent, her gaze fixed on Taehyung. Jin's expression turned stern, his voice firm.

"Taehyung, we need to talk. Now."

Taehyung's smile never wavered. "Later, Jin. Right now, I'm going to enjoy my evening with my beautiful wife."

J-Hope stepped forward, his voice low. "Tae, man, what's going on? This isn't like you."

Taehyung's gaze never left Y/N's face. "I said later, Hobi hyung. Don't make me repeat myself."

Suga's eyes narrowed. "You're not even listening to us, Tae. What's gotten into you?"

Taehyung's smile grew wider. "Just my new wife. That's all, Suga hyung."

Jin's eyes narrowed. "Taehyung, you're crossing a line."

Taehyung's smile grew wider. "I'm just getting started, Jin hyung. And you can't stop me."

Suga's voice was low and menacing. "Taehyung, you're playing with fire."

Taehyung's eyes flashed with defiance. "I'm the one holding the match, Suga hyung. And I'll burn anything that gets in my way."

J-Hope stepped forward, his face set in a determined expression. "Taehyung, we're not going to let you hurt her."

Taehyung's laugh was cold and calculating. "You can't stop me, Hobi hyung. I've made sure of it."

Jimin's eyes were filled with concern. "Taehyung, please listen-"

Taehyung's gaze never wavered. "Later, Jimin. Enjoy the party."

Jin's expression turned stern, his voice firm. "Taehyung, we need to talk. Now."

Taehyung's smile never wavered, but he followed Jin to a private room, leaving Y/N alone. Suga and Hobi hyung soon followed, their faces set with concern. Namjoon remained, his eyes fixed on Y/N.

"I'll keep an eye on her, Tae," he said, his voice low.

Taehyung nodded, his gaze never leaving Y/N's face. "I'll be back soon."

As the minutes ticked by, Namjoon excused himself to use the washroom, leaving Y/N alone. That's when the drunk man stumbled over, his eyes leering at her.

"Hey, baby girl... wanna spend the night with me?" He slurred, his hand reaching out to grab her arm.

Y/N's heart raced as she tried to pull away, but the man was too strong. Just as he was about to touch her again, Taehyung appeared, his eyes blazing with fury.

The man didn't stand a chance. Taehyung's fists flew into his face, his anger unleashed. "You bastard! How dare you touch my wife?"

The man cowered, begging for mercy. Taehyung's grip on his collar tightened. "You should have thought of that before you touched her."

Taehyung's smile was cold and calculating. "Take him away," he said to his men. "And make sure he suffers."

The man's eyes widened in terror as Taehyung's men dragged him away, his screams echoing through the hallway.

Taehyung turned back to Y/N, his expression softening. "Let's get out of here," he said, his voice gentle. "You're safe now."

Y/N nodded, her eyes still wide with fear. "W-what about him?"

Taehyung's smile was reassuring. "Don't worry about him. He'll never bother you again."

Little did Y/N know, Taehyung's men were taking the man to a secret location, where Taehyung would personally oversee his torture. The man's screams would be music to his ears, a symphony of suffering.

And Taehyung would make sure he suffered for a long, long time...

Taehyung led Y/N out of the club, his arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders. The cool night air was a welcome respite from the chaos inside.

As they walked to the car, Y/N couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. She knew Taehyung was hiding something from her, but she didn't know what.

Namjoon was still at the bar, sipping his drink and keeping an eye on the situation from afar. He hadn't noticed anything suspicious yet, but his instincts told him something was off.

When Taehyung and Y/N arrived at the car, he nodded at Namjoon, who raised his glass in a silent toast. "I'll catch up with you later, Tae," he said, his eyes never leaving Y/N's face.

Taehyung nodded, his expression unreadable. "Yeah, later."

The drive was silent, the only sound being the hum of the engine. Y/N's mind was racing with questions, but she didn't dare ask.

When they arrived at the mansion, Taehyung led her inside, his grip on her arm tightening. "You're safe now," he whispered, his eyes burning with intensity.

Y/N nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. She knew something was off, but she didn't know what.

And then, Taehyung's phone rang, shattering the silence...

Taehyung's eyes narrowed as he answered the phone. "What is it?"

Namjoon's voice was cautious. "Tae, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave her alone. I just went to the washroom for a minute."

Taehyung's grip on Y/N's arm tightened. "You left her alone? Are you crazy?"

Namjoon's voice was laced with regret. "I know, Tae. I made a mistake. It won't happen again."

Taehyung's voice was cold and detached. "You'd better be ready to explain yourself when we get back."

Namjoon's voice dropped. "I understand."

Taehyung led Y/N into the mansion, his arm still wrapped protectively around her shoulders. The grand foyer was dimly lit, the only sound being the soft hum of the chandelier above.

Y/N's eyes widened as she took in the opulent decorations, her mind still reeling from the events of the night. Taehyung's grip on her arm tightened as he guided her up the stairs, his eyes fixed on her face.

As they reached the top, he led her to a door at the end of the hall, pushing it open with a gentle touch. The room was lavish, the bed a sprawling mess of silk and velvet.

Taehyung's eyes never left Y/N's face as he guided her inside, his voice low and soothing. "You're safe now. You're home."

Y/N's eyes flashed with anger as she pulled away from Taehyung's grasp. "I don't want to be here," she spat, her voice low and venomous. "I don't want to be with you."

Taehyung's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing. "You don't have a choice," he growled, his voice dripping with menace. "You're mine now. You'll do as I say."

Taehyung's gaze intensified, his eyes burning with a fierce possessiveness. "You're not going anywhere," he whispered, his voice low and menacing. "You're staying here, with me, where you belong."

Taehyung's hand wrapped around Y/N's wrist, his grip firm as he pulled her towards the bedroom door. She tried to resist, but he was too strong, his fingers digging into her skin as he dragged her inside.

The door slammed shut behind them, the sound echoing through the room. Y/N's heart raced as Taehyung's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with a fierce intensity.

"Let me go," she spat, trying to twist her wrist free.

But Taehyung just smiled, his grip tightening as he pulled her closer. "You're not going anywhere," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Y/N struggled against Taehyung's grip, her arms and legs flailing wildly as she tried to break free. "Let me go!" she shouted, her voice muffled by his chest.

Taehyung's eyes narrowed, his face darkening with anger. "You're not going anywhere," he growled, his hands tightening around her wrists.

Y/N's struggles grew more desperate, her body arching away from him as she tried to escape. But Taehyung's grip was too strong, his fingers like iron bands around her wrists.

She kicked out at him, her foot connecting with his shin. Taehyung grunted in pain, his eyes flashing with anger. "You'll pay for that," he snarled, his voice low and menacing.

Taehyung dragged Y/N towards the bathroom, his grip still tight around her wrists. He flung open the door and shoved her inside, following close behind.

Y/N stumbled backwards, her eyes fixed on Taehyung's angry face. "Leave me alone!" she shouted, but he just sneered.

"You need to learn to obey me," he snarled, reaching into the shower to turn on the water. "And this is the first lesson."

With a rough motion, he pulled her into the shower, the warm water enveloping them both. Y/N struggled and kicked, but Taehyung's grip was unyielding.

Taehyung's hands roamed her body, his fingers digging into her skin as he held her in place under the water. Y/N's struggles grew weaker, her body trembling with fear and exhaustion.

Suddenly, Taehyung's grip relaxed, and he stepped back, his eyes never leaving hers. Y/N collapsed against the wall, her body shaking with sobs.

Taehyung's face twisted in a cruel smile. "You're mine now," he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. "And you'll never forget it."

He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the shower. Y/N stumbled, her legs trembling beneath her. Taehyung's grip tightened, holding her upright as he reached for a towel.

He wrapped it around her, his eyes gleaming with a possessive light. "You're mine," he whispered again, his breath hot against her ear. "And I'll never let you go."

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