I woke up with a start, the events of the past weeks replaying in my mind. Today was the day I would sign the deal with Taehyung. My heart pounded with a mix of dread and determination. This was for my mother, I reminded myself.
After a long, hot shower, I carefully selected an elegant dress-a deep, midnight blue that hugged my curves and flowed gracefully to the floor. The dress had delicate lace details on the sleeves and neckline, giving it an air of sophistication. I styled my hair into loose waves and applied minimal makeup, accentuating my eyes and lips. I needed to look strong and confident.
As I stared at my reflection, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction. My face, with its soft features and determined eyes, stared back at me. I was ready.
Arriving at the hotel, my breath caught in my throat. Taehyung was waiting in the lobby, clad in a tailored black suit that emphasized his broad shoulders and lean frame. His chiseled jawline and piercing eyes made him look both dangerously attractive and cold. His hair was perfectly styled, adding to his commanding presence.
He stood up as I approached, his gaze fixed on me. For a moment, I saw something flicker in his eyes-admiration, perhaps?-before his usual cold demeanor took over. He walked toward me, each step deliberate and predatory.
"Mine to love, mine to devour, mine to ruin," he whispered, his voice low and possessive as he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. His touch sent a shiver down my spine, and for a moment, my breath caught at how intensely handsome he looked. His presence was overwhelming, a stark reminder of the power he held over me.
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I swallowed hard, pushing down the surge of emotions his words evoked. "Let's focus on the matter at hand," I said, my voice steady but firm. I couldn't afford to let him see how much he affected me.
Taehyung's smirk deepened, but he stepped back slightly, giving me room to breathe. "Very well," he said smoothly. "Shall we proceed with the contract then?"
We moved to a private room where the documents were laid out. As I read through the contract, my mind raced. This deal was the key to my mother's well-being, but it also meant binding myself to Taehyung.
"Sign here," he said, pointing to the bottom of the page. His eyes bore into mine, waiting.
I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the paper. But then I thought of my mother, lying in that hospital bed, and my resolve hardened. With a deep breath, I signed the contract.
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