He owned Me [Completed]

Book 3: 6

Damn the dedication I saw. Couldnt help but reward you guys.

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The colossal gate swung open, allowing the cars to glide smoothly into the expansive compound of the Kimeron mansion that was illuminated with garden lights. Taehyung sat in solemn silence, his thoughts consumed by Saya and the unsettling information he had received during his five-day absence. The stubborn woman had locked herself for two entire days without food and water. Even when she emerged, she steadfastly refused to partake of any food until her daughter was returned to her embrace. The gravity of her protest had led to her eventual collapse, abruptly ending Taehyung's diplomatic visit to Avalon to meet with their newly appointed president.

As the cars came to a halt, Taehyung emerged carrying his sleeping daughter cradled in his arms, his demeanor calm and collected. It was already past midnight however every one of the servants serving the estate was lined in front of the entrance to welcome them. The servants bowed respectfully, their gestures a silent tribute to his authority and stature. Handing the slumbering child to Mia, he proceeded directly to his bedroom, where his wife was currently residing.

Upon entering his bedroom, he discovered his wife reclined on the bed, staring into the distance. She made no acknowledgment of his presence and simply remained engrossed in a cocoon of detachment. Taehyung positioned himself behind her, encircling her with one arm. Gently, he pressed tender kisses along the curve of her shoulder blade, a silent attempt to breach the walls of her numbness.

He had longed for her presence with an ache that rivaled the thirst of parched land for a single drop of rain. Her scent, the texture of her skin, the enveloping warmth of her body—each was a treasure he had yearned for during his absence. 

This time, she offered no resistance, surrendering herself to his embrace. She allowed her husband to cradle her and explore the contours of her being with his touch. She had come to understand the weight of her defiance, the grave consequences it could entail, and in that understanding, she relented, allowing her husband to cradle her once more.

"Take me to her," she requested, her voice a whisper of longing. Taehyung, understanding her unspoken plea, responded with a soft hum of acquiescence. He didnt have the heart to deny her not when she lacked the strength to argue her case.

Gently, he lifted his wife in a bridal embrace, mindful of her delicate state of recovery. They reached the restricted quarter that was heavily guarded compared to the rest of the mansion.  The guards bowed as they reached the entry to Seol's room and opened the door for them.

The room unfolded before them, its proportions rivaling their own master bedroom. Yet, a distinct ambiance enveloped this space, courtesy of the pink and blue wallpapers adorned with delicately engraved butterflies. At the room's center stood a queen-style bed, its regality enhanced by the flowy pastel bed curtains that cascaded like a gentle waterfall, creating an illusion that a princess truly resided there. Amidst the serene setting was where Seol lay, peacefully asleep, cradling a pink bunny.