𝗬/𝗡'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩
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I stood frozen, my eyes fixed on Taehyung as he smiled sweetly. "Princess? What are you thinking? Come here," he said, his voice low and gentle. But I wasn't fooled. I knew the darkness lurking beneath his charming facade.

I took a step back, my heart racing, as he opened his arms wide. "WTF, Taehyung? Am I a toy for you to play with whenever you want?" I spat, trying to keep my voice steady. "You're a psycho who switches personalities like clothes!"

Taehyung's expression changed in an instant. His eyes narrowed, and his smile twisted into a snarl. The air around us seemed to grow thick and heavy, like a storm brewing.

I took another step back, my eyes locked on Taehyung's. But he kept coming, his movements slow and deliberate. I hit the wall, trapped. He raised his hand, and I flinched, expecting a blow. But instead, he gave me a quick peck on the lips. "I'll be back soon, Love!"

And then he was gone, leaving me shaken and confused.I'm glad you liked the revised version.

I stood there, frozen, my lips still tingling from Taehyung's sudden kiss. My mind was reeling, trying to process what had just happened. I couldn't understand why he had switched from sweet to menacing in an instant.

As I stood there, trying to catch my breath, I heard a voice behind me. "You're Y/N, right?" I turned to see Jungkook, Taehyung's gang member, leaning against the doorframe. His eyes sparkled with curiosity, and his smile was warm and gentle.

I took a moment to respond, still trying to shake off the unease left by Taehyung's behavior. "Oh, did we meet before?" I asked, unsure.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, his smile growing wider. "You forgot me so fast?" He took a step closer, his movements fluid and effortless.

I felt a flutter in my chest as he approached me. There was something about him that made me feel at ease, something that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

Jungkook's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "I'm Jungkook, Taehyung's gang member," he said, his voice low and smooth. He took another step closer, his eyes locked on mine. "Hello, noona."

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks at the term of endearment. No one had ever called me "noona" before, and it sounded strange yet sweet coming from Jungkook's lips.

"Hi, Kookie," I replied, trying to sound casual despite the flutter in my chest.

Jungkook's face lit up with a bright smile. "Ah, you're giving me a nickname, noona? I like it!"

He took another step closer, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'll make sure to live up to it, noona. Kookie, the charming one!"

I laughed, shaking my head. "You're something else, Kookie."

Kookie's grin grew even wider as he leaned against the wall beside me. "So, noona, what do you think of our hyung?" he asked, his voice low and conspiratorial.

I raised an eyebrow, hesitant to share my thoughts. But there was something about Kookie's warm smile that put me at ease. "Honestly?" I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what to make of him."

Kookie chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "That's understandable, noona. Hyung can be... complicated."

I nodded, relieved that someone else saw it too. "Complicated is one way to put it."

Kookie pushed off the wall, his movements fluid and effortless. "I'll tell you a secret, noona," he said, his voice low and mysterious. "Hyung has a soft spot for you."

My heart skipped a beat as I met Kookie's gaze. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Kookie's smile grew sly. "Let's just say hyung's behavior around you is... interesting. He's not usually like this with others."

I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I processed Kookie's words. What did he mean by "interesting"? And why did Taehyung have a soft spot for me?

Just then, Kookie's phone buzzed. "I have to go, noona. Hyung's calling me to the office."

I nodded, and Kookie turned to leave. "I'll see you later, noona. Be careful, okay?"

I watched as Kookie disappeared into the hallway, leaving me alone once again. I couldn't shake off the feeling that Taehyung's behavior was connected to something deeper, something that Kookie hinted at but didn't reveal.

I decided to focus on my business, trying to distract myself from the questions swirling in my mind. But I couldn't help wondering what was going on in that office, and what Taehyung was planning next.

I sat on the bed, my stomach growling with hunger. I hadn't eaten all day, and the silence of the room was starting to feel oppressive.

Just as I was starting to lose hope, I heard a soft knock at the door. I hesitated for a moment before getting up to answer it.

I opened the door to find a kind-faced maid standing in the hallway, a warm smile on her face. "Mam, I brought you some food," she said, holding out a tray with a steaming bowl of soup and a slice of bread.

My eyes widened in surprise. No one had called me "mam" in a long time. It was a term of endearment, one that made me feel seen and cared for.

"Thank you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

The maid's smile faltered for a moment, and she looked at me with concern. "You're not eating well, mam. You need to take care of yourself."

I felt a lump form in my throat as I took the tray from her. "Thank you," I repeated, my voice a little stronger this time.

The maid nodded and turned to leave, but I stopped her. "Wait," I said. "What's your name?"

She turned back to me, her smile returning. "I'm Soo-jin, mam."

I smiled back at her, feeling a sense of connection. "Thank you, Soo-jin. That's very kind of you."

Soo-jin nodded and left, closing the door behind her. I was left standing there, feeling a sense of gratitude towards this kind stranger. Maybe, just maybe, I could find a friend in her.

As I ate the soup and bread, I couldn't help but think about my situation. I was a successful CEO, used to making deals and running a company, but now I was trapped in this mansion, unable to leave.

Taehyung's words echoed in my mind: "You're not going anywhere."

I felt a surge of frustration and anger. How could he do this to me? I was a grown woman, capable of taking care of myself.

But as I looked around the room, I realized that I was completely at his mercy. The doors were locked, the windows barred. I was a prisoner.

Just then, Soo-jin knocked on the door again. "Mam, do you need anything else?"

I hesitated, wondering if I could trust her. But something about her kind face put me at ease. "Soo-jin, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, mam."

"Do you know why I'm being kept here?"

Soo-jin's expression turned cautious, and she glanced around the room nervously. "I don't know, mam. But I think it's best if you don't ask too many questions."

I nodded, understanding. Soo-jin was trying to protect me, but I knew I had to find a way out of this place.

×𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱×

I thought of Jennie, my "sister" in every way except blood. We had grown up together, sharing our deepest secrets and dreams. But now, Taehyung's grip on me was suffocating, keeping me from her.

Soo-jin noticed my far-off gaze and asked, "Mam, what's wrong?"

I hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. But something about Soo-jin's kind eyes put me at ease. "I miss Jennie," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "We used to be inseparable, but Taehyung won't let me see her."

Soo-jin's expression turned sympathetic. "I'm so sorry, mam. That must be hard for you."

I nodded, feeling a lump form in my throat. "It's like a part of me is missing."

Soo-jin reached out and took my hand, her touch warm and comforting. "We'll find a way, mam. I promise."

But I got lost somewhere again.

I sat in stunned silence, my mind reeling from Taehyung's sudden departure. He had been acting so sweet and caring since last night, and I couldn't help but wonder what had triggered this change.

Soo-jin broke the silence, her voice gentle. "Mam, are you okay? You look a bit lost."

I shook my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "I don't understand him, Soo-jin. One minute he's controlling and possessive, and the next he's sweet and caring. What's going on?"

Soo-jin's expression turned thoughtful. "Maybe he's trying to make amends, mam. Maybe he realizes his mistakes and wants to make things right."

I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Or maybe he's just trying to manipulate me again."

Soo-jin nodded, her eyes serious. "We'll keep a close eye on him, mam. But for now, let's focus on you. What do you want to do today?"

I hesitated, unsure. But then a spark of determination ignited within me. "I want to see Jennie," I said, my voice firm. "I want to reconnect with my friend."

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𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘀 :)
𝗜𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴?
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𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗲, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿🥺.
𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸, 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲.... 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲...:)... 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘇𝘇 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝘆 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀... 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 😭🤧.... 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲❤️... 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲.... 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗻'𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗻𝗲𝗿... 𝗪𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸 🤞🏻 𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘆! 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗴𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘄?
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