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Part 5

Yn stepped out of the bathroom. The soft knocking on her door startled her. Her heart raced, and she hesitated before asking in a shaky voice, "W-Who is it?"

The door creaked open, revealing one of the maids. She entered with a polite bow and said, "Ma'am, Mr. Kim has asked for you to come downstairs for breakfast."

Her stomach churned with unease, knowing she had no choice but to comply. Following the maid down the grand staircase, her footsteps echoed in the eerily quiet mansion.

As she entered the lavish dining room, her eyes landed on Taehyung, who was seated at the head of the table, sipping his coffee leisurely. He was dressed impeccably, exuding an air of authority that made Y/N feel even smaller than she already did.

The moment he noticed her, his intense gaze locked onto hers, sending shivers down her spine. He set his coffee cup down with deliberate precision and called out in a cold, commanding tone, "All of you, come here."

The maids and staff hurriedly gathered in the dining room, their heads bowed, not daring to meet his eyes. Taehyung's expression hardened as he addressed them. "From now on, no one will handle my tasks. She"-he pointed at Y/N without even looking at her-"will do everything. No one is to help her. Is that clear?"

The staff exchanged nervous glances but nodded in unison. They all understood the unspoken rule: disobeying Kim Taehyung was a death sentence, figuratively or otherwise.

"You may leave now," Taehyung dismissed them with a wave of his hand.

The staff scurried out of the room, leaving Y/N standing awkwardly by the door. She started to step back, hoping to leave as well, but Taehyung's voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Where do you think you're going, little bird?" His tone was sharp, laced with impatience.

Y/N froze, her heart hammering in her chest. She turned slowly and walked hesitantly toward him, her legs trembling beneath her.

As she reached him, Taehyung leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping to a low mutter that made her skin crawl. "I've already told you, haven't I? From now on, you'll handle all your responsibilities like a proper wife. I don't tolerate mistakes. Do you understand?"

Y/N nodded quickly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Y-Yes."

"Good girl." A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Now, start your work. Serve me breakfast."

Her hands trembled as she picked up the tray from the nearby counter and placed the dishes in front of him. The clinking of porcelain echoed in the room as she tried to steady her shaking hands. Once she was done, she stepped back, lowering her head, unsure of what to do next.

Taehyung ate in silence, his presence dominating the room. Y/N stood nearby, fidgeting nervously, hoping she wouldn't make any mistakes. Each passing second felt like an eternity, and the weight of his expectations pressed heavily on her shoulders.

Taehyung stood in front of Y/N, his piercing gaze fixed on her. His tone carried a mix of teasing and authority as he spoke. "Don't you wanna have breakfast, bird?" he asked, calling her by the nickname he often used.

Y/N hesitated, lowering her eyes as she mumbled softly, "I... I am not hungry."

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, slightly amused. "So, you’re not hungry, huh?"

Y/N nodded slowly, her voice barely audible as she whispered, "Y-yes."

But Taehyung wasn’t the type to let things slide so easily. He leaned in closer, his smirk widening. "Bird, if you don’t eat your food, then how will you gain energy? And if you’re weak, it won’t be fun to torture you," he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes, his words laced with mockery.