As the tension thickened in the room, a sharp knock echoed against the door, interrupting the charged atmosphere. Jin-ah, positioned closest to the entrance, instinctively moved forward, her hand reaching for the handle, only to find it locked.
With a furrowed brow, she glanced back at Taehyung, who remained stoic, his expression unreadable. "Someone's at the door," she stated, her voice betraying a hint of uncertainty.
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Taehyung's eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of irritation crossing his features at the interruption. "Who is it?" he demanded, his voice laced with impatience.
A muffled voice filtered through the heavy wooden door, barely audible yet insistent. "Sir, the dinner is ready. The staff has set the table as per your instructions," the voice announced, its tone deferential yet urgent.
Jin-ah's eyes widened in realization as she pieced together the situation. They were in a hotel, and it was likely a member of the staff informed Taehyung that their dinner was served.
Taehyung's jaw tightened, his grip on Jin-ah's arm tightening imperceptibly as he processed the message. "we'll be there shortly," he responded curtly, his tone brooking no argument.
Jin-ah felt a surge of frustration at being held captive in the room, the urge to escape growing stronger with each passing moment. But she knew that defying Taehyung's orders would only escalate the situation further.
With a resigned nod, she relayed Taehyung's message to the servant on the other side of the door, her voice betraying none of the turmoil swirling within her. "We'll be there shortly," she echoed, her words clipped and devoid of emotion.
As the sound of footsteps retreated down the corridor, Taehyung turned his attention back to Jin-ah, his gaze piercing as he assessed her reaction.
Jin-ah met his gaze with a steely resolve, her jaw set in determination. "I won't be kept prisoner here" she declared, her voice unwavering. "No matter what you say or do, I won't be controlled by you."
A tense silence hung between them, thick with unspoken threats and defiance. But Jin-ah refused to back down, her resolve unyielding in the face of Taehyung's relentless pursuit.
As Jin-ah continued to protest, Taehyung's patience wore thin. With a frustrated sigh, he moved closer, his grip firm as he lifted her effortlessly into his arms. Jin-ah's protests fell on deaf ears as Taehyung carried her in a bridal hold, her struggles futile against his strength.
"Let me go!" Jin-ah demanded, her voice tinged with a mixture of anger and desperation as she fought against Taehyung's hold. But he paid her protests no mind, his expression stoic as he continued to carry her towards the dining table.
With each step, Jin-ah's frustration grew, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled against Taehyung's relentless grip. She couldn't believe he was resorting to such drastic measures, his actions only serving to fuel her defiance.
