,,I have to, princess. I dont have any other choice..
Taehyung said and moved the tattoo machine closer to her neck
,,don't.. don't, taehyung!!!
Yn yelled and struggled to move but the handcuffs gave her a hard time to even make a move,,if you keep struggling like that it will hurt more. Please, princess. It won't take too long
Taehyung said in a reassuring tone but yn didn't listened to him and kept struggling. He sighed and got up from his knees, looking at her with so done face,,I told you not to move, yn
She stopped struggling when she heard him say her name which was rare because he always calls her princess.,,you should've asked me instead of forcing me
She said in a low tone which made taehyung sigh again,,as if you would've agreed
He said and took a chair before sitting on It, the tattoo machine still in his hand. He leaned back and stared at her face as if he was expecting her to burst out some more excuses,,if you already knew I won't agree then why are you doing it?!
Yn spoke up after a moment of silence.,,princess, you know that you belong to a mafia family right? So you must have a symbol that you belong to our family and that symbol is my name. You see.. mom has dad's name on her neck too..
Taehyung said in a calm tone, trying to sound as kind as possible,,b-but-
,,no buts, princess or my mom will whoop my butt
He interrupted her while looking at her with pleading eyesShe sighed and turned her head to other side which made taehyung sigh too
,,I'm sorry.. it will hurt a little
He said and moved the machine closer to her back of the neck.A painfull hiss left her mouth when the sharp tip of the tattoo machine came in contact with her sensitive skin.
,,it's okay.. just some minutes, princess..
He tried assuring her while he kept is work going on her neckYn kept her eyes shut, clutching tightly on the bedsheet while tears flowing down her eyes which got soaked by the cushion.
All the time of the process, taehyung kept saying her sweet words, making small jokes to distract her from the pain but yn was so numb that time that she was not even blinking her eyes as she stared the the wall blankly
Soon taehyung was down with his art on her neck as he put the machine aside and applied some liquid, making sure the tattoo does not catch any infection.
He smiled in satisfaction looking at his name beautifully carved on her neck, marking her totally his.
,,now everyone will know that you belong to me
Taehyung said and carressed her hairs while she still kept her face on the other side, not wanting to face him after all thisHe then covered her newly carved tattoo with the bandage
,,dont let it come in contact with water or it might catch infection quick..
He said and waited for her to say something but after getting no response from her, he sighed and got up,,princess, I'm sorry.. forgive me please. I-i had no other option rather than this..
He said and kept staring at her figure. He then opened her handcuffs . Seeing her red wrists, he felt a feeling of guilt inside him,,see.. I told you not to struggle.. now look your wrist is red.
He carressed her wrist softly. Yn turned her head to face him, her red puffy eyes met his

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MR.KIM TAEHYUNG'S INDIAN WIFE // Season 2🥀
FanfictionThe naked truths. Which ruins everything but destiny has other plans for them.. Their love ties them together ♡Mr. Kim & Mrs. Kim♡