Always You | KTH

2(𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞)

Jimin held Yoongi tightly, his voice soft but urgent. "Shh... hyung, this is the first time I'm seeing you cry. Please don't cry. Taehyung needs us, our princess needs us. We have to be strong for them."

Yoongi wiped his tears, nodding slowly. "That's why I want Taehyung to find her and the reason behind all this... to take revenge for everything she's been through."

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Leaving the conversation behind, Taehyung made his way to his mansion. The moment he entered, he stormed into his room and slammed the door harshly, the sound echoing through the large space. His mind was racing, filled with images of the girl he once loved so deeply-Choi YN, the one who had shattered his heart into pieces.

Taehyung paced the room, his chest heaving with frustration. "How could you do this to me, YN?" he muttered under his breath. "What didn't I do for you? You made me feel love, made me believe in it... but now, you're the same one who's broken me."

Tears slipped down his cheeks before he could even realize it, the pain of their broken promises, their shattered dreams flooding his heart. He could still remember the plans they made, the future they had spoken about with so much hope. But those memories were now tainted, clouded by her betrayal.

His expression darkened as he remembered the last time they met, how she insulted him, throwing his feelings back in his face. "You said I don't have enough money to make you happy, huh?" His voice trembled with fury. "You just wanted money from me. Well, now I'm the owner of more wealth than you could ever imagine. Just wait and watch how I'll make your life miserable."

His fist clenched, his eyes burning with a cold, vengeful fire. "I will take my revenge from you, Choi YN."

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Meanwhile, YN was busy in the kitchen, working quietly and in peace, or at least as peaceful as her life allowed. But that didn't last long. The sharp voice of her stepmother echoed from the living room, shattering her momentary calm.

"YN! Where are you? Come here, now!"

Startled, YN quickly left what she was doing and hurried to her stepmother's side.

"Yes?" she asked, her voice devoid of any sweetness, knowing there was no point in being kind to someone who didn't deserve it.

Her stepmother glared at her. "Get ready. Your fiancé is coming to pick you up."

YN's expression hardened. "Why is he coming? I don't remember him telling me we're going on one of those useless, time-wasting dates."

Her stepmother's eyes narrowed, her tone laced with venom. "Don't make me repeat myself, YN. Just do whatever he wants. If he wants to drag you to hell, that's none of my concern."

With those harsh words, her stepmother turned on her heel and left the room, leaving YN standing there, the weight of her miserable reality pressing down on her shoulders once again.

To be continue....