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Prince Taehyung lay sprawled across his opulent king-size bed, his regal chamber shrouded in an eerie silence. In the dimly lit room, a young lady huddled on the cold floor, her tear-stained face a portrait of fear and despair. She dared not utter a sound, for she knew that any disturbance could awaken the wrath of Prince Taehyung, a man consumed by his own twisted desires.

Stripped of her dignity and clad only in her vulnerability, she trembled at the memory of the previous night, when the prince of her kingdom had ravaged her body without remorse. How could he, the son of the beloved King Kim Seok-jin and Queen Kim Yoongi, be capable of such heinous acts? The kingdom had revered their benevolent rulers, known for their compassion and unwavering support for their people. Yet, their own flesh and blood, Prince Kim Taehyung, defiled the very essence of their noble lineage.

The kingdom shuddered in horror, their collective anguish echoing through the streets. They were all too aware that if Prince Taehyung ascended to the throne, their once prosperous realm would be plunged into darkness and ruin. His insatiable ego and obsession with power were evident in his every action, as he reveled in the suffering of those he deemed beautiful. The people's faith in their monarchy shattered, replaced by a haunting realization that their future lay in the hands of a sadistic prince.

Prince Taehyung, the epitome of egotism, exuded an air of entitlement that permeated every fiber of his being. As the future king, he believed he possessed the power to bend the world to his will, indulging in any desire that struck his fancy. His arrogance knew no bounds.

In a desperate bid to escape his clutches, she found herself trembling on the cold chamber floor, stripped of her dignity and vulnerable to his whims. Fear gripped her heart as she noticed Prince Taehyung stirring in his sleep, sensing his awakening.

Her intuition proved correct as she squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the inevitable. Prince Taehyung rose from his opulent bed, his piercing gaze scanning the chamber, undoubtedly searching for her. Tremors wracked her body, her fear intensifying with each passing moment.

The sound of Prince Taehyung's footsteps echoed through the room, the clinking of his boots a haunting reminder of the previous night's debauchery. In a drunken stupor, he had spotted her amidst the revelry of his 27th birthday celebration, commanding his guards to bring her to his chamber for his twisted amusement.

Now, as she cowered in the corner, the weight of his obsession bore down upon her. His ego knew no bounds, his obsession with power and control consuming him entirely. She was merely a pawn in his twisted game, a plaything to satisfy his insatiable desires.

The room seemed to close in around her as Prince Taehyung drew nearer, his presence suffocating. The stench of his dominant arura filled the air, overpowering her senses. She could only pray for a sliver of mercy, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness that threatened to consume her.

She could hear the heavy thud of his boots echoing in her ears as he walked beside her. Each step he took sent shivers down her spine, and her heart raced in her chest. But as he finally reached the trembling girl, confusion washed over her. She expected to feel fear, to feel his presence overpowering her, but instead, there was nothing. No touch, no forceful grip. Opening her eyes, she widened them in shock to find the prince standing right in front of her, a sinister smirk playing on his handsome face.

Tears streamed down her face, her sobs growing louder as she pleaded desperately, her voice trembling, "Oh, my dear prince, please, I beg of you, release me. Let me go." Her cries were uncontrollable, a desperate plea for mercy. She hoped that her display of vulnerability would evoke pity within him, that he would finally leave her alone. But her hopes were shattered as Prince Taehyung reveled in her anguish. His ego and obsession consumed him, fueling his desire for control.