The commotion at the door stops except for Jimin who's still screaming lewd suggestions about what Taehyung could do to me, or me to him.
"Shut up, Jimin, and go find a prostitute to make love," Taehyung shouted.
My eyes wandered to the king-size bed in the middle of the room and fear gripped me. Taehyung has his own bitch to fuck tonight and till the end of the day. The price for my body was not paid with money, but was paid with a pledge of allegiance as the price, and that promise is just a lie. I wrapped my arms around my body, trying to dispel my panic.
Taehyung turned to look at me with a predatory expression on his face. My legs went limp. Maybe if I faint I'll be spared, And even if he doesn't care if I'm conscious or unconscious he'll still fuck me, but at least I won't remember anything.
He threw his coat into the armchair by the window, the muscles of his forearms showing. it's a power muscle, and it might as well be made of solid steel capable of shattering anything it grasped. One wrong touch and I'll be crushed.
Taehyung paused to admire me. Wherever his eyes touched mine, his eyes claiming to be his, the word 'mine' inched into my mind over and over again.
"When my grandfather said that I would marry you, he said you are the most beautiful woman Korea has to offer, even prettier than the women in the Hybe Empire"
Offer? As if I was merchandise. I bit my tongue.
"I don't believe him" He walks up to me and grabs my waist. I swallowed my saliva and forced myself to remain still as I stared at his chest. Why does he have to be so tall? He bent down until his mouth was less than an inch from my neck. "But he was telling the truth. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and tonight you are mine" His hot lips touched my skin. Could he feel the pulse in my veins? His hands on my waist tightened. Tears stuck to my eyeballs, but I held back my tears from falling. I won't cry., but Jennie's words crossed my mind. He will make love like an animal, without any mercy.
Be strong as a wife. Dahyun's words crossed my mind. 'Don't let him treat you like a whore'
"No!” The hoarse word escaped my throat like a cry. I wrenched myself away from him, staggered a few steps back. What did I just do?
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You Are Mine
FanficMarriage about love, or loyalty or choice. It's about expected duty and honor. About : money and power. Both have diminished since mafia groups and other criminal organizations have attempted to expand their power in our region.