Chapter 11 (The silent game)

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The next morning, you woke with a sense of determination. Taehyung's teasing had left you craving more, but you wanted to turn the tables. As you dressed and went about your day, you resolved to give him the silent treatment, curious to see how he would react.

Throughout breakfast, you didn't utter a word. Taehyung tried to engage you in conversation, his usual charming self, but you merely smiled politely and continued eating. His brows furrowed in confusion, but he played along, watching you with keen interest.

As the day wore on, you maintained your silence. When Taehyung showed you a rare artifact he had acquired, you nodded and made appreciative gestures but still said nothing. By afternoon, his frustration began to show.

"Is something wrong?" he finally asked, his voice tinged with genuine concern.

You shook your head, offering a faint smile, and turned back to your book. His eyes darkened, the playfulness fading as a serious expression took over.

That evening, Taehyung's patience wore thin. He cornered you in the library, his usual calm demeanor replaced with a stormy intensity. "Why are you ignoring me?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. "Have I done something to upset you?"

You looked up at him, still maintaining your silence, but the act was growing more difficult. His intense gaze made your resolve waver, but you held firm. With a frustrated growl, Taehyung turned on his heel and stormed out, leaving you alone.

As the day turned to night, the weight of the silent treatment began to wear on you. You missed his voice, his touch, the playful banter that had become a staple of your relationship. Deciding to retreat to the bedroom, you hoped the solitude would help you sort through your feelings.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, you sighed heavily. The game had lost its appeal, and the silence had turned from playful to painful. As you contemplated what to do next, a blur of movement caught your eye, and suddenly, Taehyung was there, standing before you.

"Enough of this," he said, his voice a soft growl. "I can't stand it when you shut me out."

You opened your mouth to speak, but he was already moving. In an instant, he had you pinned against the bed, his body pressing into yours. His eyes blazed with an intensity that made your breath catch.

"You think you can tease me with silence?" he murmured, his lips inches from yours. "You think you can play these games and not face the consequences?"

His words sent a thrill through you, and you felt your resolve crumbling. "Taehyung, I—"

He silenced you with a kiss, his lips capturing yours in a searing embrace. The frustration and longing of the day melted away, replaced by the raw, undeniable connection that always flared between you. His hands roamed your body, each touch igniting a fire within you.

When he finally pulled back, his eyes were dark with desire. "You can't hide from me," he whispered, his breath cool against your skin. "You can't escape what we have."

You gazed up at him, your heart racing. "I didn't want to escape," you admitted, your voice shaking. "I just wanted to see how you'd react."

He chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "Well, now you know. And you should also know that you can't win against me, darling."

A smile tugged at your lips. "Is that a challenge?"

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Only if you're ready to face the consequences."

Your pulse quickened, the thrill of the game rekindling your desire. "Bring it on," you whispered.

With a growl of satisfaction, Taehyung captured your lips once more.

Just as the intensity of your kiss deepened, a knock on the door interrupted the moment. Taehyung growled in frustration but answered, revealing a maid standing there, her face pale and anxious.

"Master Taehyung," she said, her voice trembling slightly, "there's an emergency. You're needed downstairs."

Taehyung sighed, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. "Wait here. I won't be long."

As soon as he left, an idea sparked in your mind. You had accepted Taehyung's challenge earlier, and this was the perfect opportunity to play your own game. You quickly slipped out of the bedroom, deciding to hide somewhere in the vast mansion. The thrill of the hunt excited you, and you found a perfect spot behind a large, ornate curtain in one of the sitting rooms.

Minutes later, Taehyung returned to the bedroom, only to find it empty. A knowing smile spread across his lips as he realized what you were doing. "Oh, you're in for it now," he muttered to himself, his eyes glinting with excitement.

He began his search methodically, moving through each room with the precision and grace of a predator. You could hear him calling out, his voice a mix of amusement and determination. "You can't hide from me forever, love. I will find you."

Your heart raced as his footsteps grew closer. You held your breath, trying to remain as still as possible. The thrill of the chase was intoxicating, and you could almost feel his presence getting nearer.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped. You dared not move, but the suspense was unbearable. Just when you thought he had moved on, you heard a soft chuckle.

"You really think you can outsmart me?"

Before you could react, Taehyung appeared from the other side of the curtain, his speed almost inhuman. He captured your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, his hands framing your face.

"I told you, you can't hide from me," he murmured against your lips. "And now that I've found you, there will be consequences."

You smiled into the kiss, your fingers tangling in his hair. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with desire and amusement. "You're playing a dangerous game, my love. But I must admit, it's a game I enjoy."

The intensity of his gaze made your heart flutter, and you knew that this was only the beginning. The games, the teasing, the chase—it was all part of the thrill that defined your relationship. And as Taehyung leaned in for another kiss, you couldn't help but feel that you were exactly where you were meant to be.

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