He owned Me [Completed]

Book 3: 5

Some readers were wondering why I was being so generous but readers who have been following my books for a long might know the reason behind it.

I am simply a very impatient person.

Just like how you guys are excited for the new chapter I am waiting to read your comments. 

Also, I have some writing zone days where I write like crazy, and then for weeks even for months, I don't write a thing. So when I have collected a bunch of chapters I set a vote goal and excitedly wait for my reader's reaction. Whenever there is no vote goal then you should get worried ;) that means I haven't written any chapters and I am not sure when I will be writing them.

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Saya stirred in her sleep, the distant rumble of vehicles gradually pulling her from the depths of dreams. Blinking away the remnants of slumber, she listened intently, recognizing the faint sounds of the servants greeting their master outside. She blinked again, disoriented for a moment before her senses sharpened and she realized what had woken her.  Taehyung would never leave for any work without her seeing him off therefore the sound of engines meant trouble, especially at this hour.

Throwing the covers off, Saya hurried to the balcony. As she stepped outside, a chill breeze greeted her, tousling her unkempt hair. Her eyes scanned the sprawling grounds of their estate, searching for the source of the disturbance.

And then she saw him.

She saw him with their daughter, her tiny hand clasped securely in his.

The sight twisted Saya's stomach into knots, threatening to unleash a torrent of bile at any moment.

As if he was waiting for her, Taehyung's gaze flickered up to meet hers, cold and unyielding. There was no warmth in his eyes, only a steely resolve that sent a shiver down her spine. Without a word, he turned away, striding purposefully down the path toward the line of waiting cars surrounded by his bodyguard.

"NO! NO! NO!" Saya's voice shattered the morning silence, her bare feet pounding against the cold marble floor as she raced forward, heedless of the thin fabric of her nightgown, heedless of the shocked gasps of the servants she passed.

"TAEHYUNG! TAEHYUNG STOPP" Her cries echoed off the walls of the mansion, desperate and pleading, as she sprinted down the path that led to the imposing entrance gate.

"I am sorry, I am sorry," she pleaded, joining her palms in a desperate gesture of request. She reached out, grabbing Taehyung's arms and shaking her head repeatedly, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Please! Don't take her away," she pleaded, her voice breaking with emotion, tears streaming down her cheeks as she begged for mercy. But Taehyung's expression remained cold and impassive, unmoved by her desperate pleas.

Taehyung recoiled from her and turned away as she went to her knees grabbing his legs. ." Please, don't do this to me" she was wailing.

"Do you really want to do this right now? After the stunt you pulled yesterday, do you actually believe I will show you mercy?" His voice dripped with venom, each word cutting through the air like a sharpened blade. With a harsh jerk of his legs, he threw her away, dismissing her plea as if it were an inconvenience he couldn't be bothered with.

Saya quickly gathered her composure, her heart pounding with desperation, and continued begging as Taehyung crouched down to her level.

Taehyung's expression remained impassive, his features carved from stone as he regarded her with disdain. "You brought this upon yourself, Saya," he retorted, his voice cold and unforgiving. "You knew the consequences, yet you chose to hurt me, Now reap what you sow"