He owned Me [Completed]

Book 3: 3

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In the pretense of taking a shower, Saya opens the bathroom cupboard and retrieves a pill from the concealed stash of birth control pills hidden within a vitamin bottle. Despite Taehyung's discussions about expanding their family, the last thing she desires is to conceive his child. Even the mere thought of it made her shiver. However, if he were to discover that she was actively preventing it, she couldn't fathom the wrath that would descend upon her. 

As she clears the fog from the mirror, she reminds herself of the sole reason she endures everything. She had to stay strong for Seol, she had to be the woman her daughter could look up to.

After freshening up, she slipped into a long, flowy dress with sleeves and styled her hair into soft curls. With a touch of light makeup, she made her way to the dining area where Taehyung was waiting for her for morning breakfast. Min Yoongi was seated on his right side, updating him about their upcoming redevelopment plans as he tentatively listened to him. She greeted Yoongi with a slight nod and a smile before approaching her husband. The moment Taehyung caught sight of her, a bright smile lit up his lips.

"My wife," he exclaimed, rising to his feet and planting a kiss on her lips.

"You look absolutely stunning," he complimented her, a sentiment he expressed every morning.

As she settled into her seat to his left, maids began to fill the table with an array of dishes. Taehyung and Yoongi carried on with their conversation as Taehyung took it upon himself to select and cut food for her, placing it on her plate for her to eat. Her face scrunched in dissatisfaction as she noticed veal on her plate. In general, she disliked meat, and the fact that the meat on her plate came from the abuse of baby cattle only intensified her aversion.

"Honey, it's for your health," Taehyung's voice was firm, causing her to wonder how, even engrossed in conversation, he could sense her hesitancy in an instant. That's what scared her the most about Taehyung. His powers of observation and deduction were on an entirely different level from anyone she had ever encountered. On top of that, he knew how to effectively utilize what he learned from such observations to his advantage. Taehyung rarely slipped up or made mistakes, making him a formidable adversary.

She reached for a glass of juice when he stopped her and handed her his own glass instead. Though it seemed inconsequential, after five years of living with him, she recognized it as a form of psychological manipulation he was subjecting her to. Everything she did had to be with his permission. Such seemingly small gestures were a subtle way in which he would exert his influence on her. It was meant to chip away at her sense of independence, leaving her feeling increasingly powerless and dependent on his validation.

Their breakfast was interrupted when Mia arrived with Seol, and in an instant, Saya jerked up from her seat, her heart overflowing with limitless happiness. She couldn't move from her spot but just outstrech her arms crying tears of joy waiting for her daughter to embrace her.

"Mama!" The girl rushed into her arms as Saya showered her with kisses all over her face.

As she cradled her child against her chest, she couldn't help but sob. It had been a week since they were last together. The separation had torn her apart from the inside, and only now, holding her child close, did she feel a sense of resurrection.

Taehyung observed their interaction with a content smile on his face. The little girl clung to her mother, giggling as her mother showered her with affection. It was his way of rewarding her for the amazing night they had spent together.

"Nabi, where are the kisses for Papa?" Taehyung said, prompting Seol to leap into her father's arms. The child regarded her father as if he were her hero, admiration evident in the way her laughter escalated as Taehyung twirled her around.