Not Just An Infatuation ( COMPLETED )

chapter 61 🔞

As Taehyung brought the car to a stop near the entrance of the island, a small smile played on his lips. The cold ocean breeze greeted him as he stepped out, carrying the salty tang of the sea. The night was chill, the kind of crispness that invigorates the senses. The sound of waves gently lapping against the shore provided a soothing backdrop, and the moon cast a silver glow over the pristine sands.

He walked around to Sia's side of the car, where she sat, as lifeless as a doll. Her silence throughout the wedding didn't bother him; what mattered was that she was with him now, here in this special place. He knew she could never escape him, that she would become more vulnerable and dependent on him with time. He would be the one she relied on, his name etched in her mind, her thoughts consumed by him.

Gently, Taehyung scooped her into his arms. She was light, almost fragile, and he carried her with a mix of possessiveness and tenderness. He made his way down the path, the sand crunching softly under his feet. The island, his private sanctuary since he was 22, held a special place in his heart. It was secluded, a paradise where no one else could intrude.

He carried her towards a secluded area where he had set up a bed, its fairy lights twinkling like stars in the night. The bed was surrounded by tropical trees, adding to the enchanting ambiance. The soft mattress was inviting, a perfect spot for the special night he had meticulously planned.

Taehyung halted before the bed, setting Sia down gently. She stood before him, her eyes vacant, staring at the vast ocean stretching endlessly before them. His eyes, however, were filled with a myriad of emotions—love, obsession, care.

He stepped closer, brushing his lips against her ear. “It’s our wedding night, Mrs. Kim,” he murmured, the name sounding like music to his ears. She was no longer a Jeon; she was now his wife, a Kim.

“Do you like the decorations, sugar?”

he asked, his voice soft yet insistent, as he nibbled on her lower lip. The fairy lights cast a warm glow, highlighting the intensity in his eyes.

Sia remained quiet, her gaze fixed on the ocean. The moonlight danced on the waves, creating a mesmerizing scene. She seemed lost, perhaps in memories, perhaps in resignation.

“Do you remember this place?”

Taehyung asked, his tone gentle yet probing.

“Four years ago, I brought you here, and we made love under the same moon, with the stars as our witness.”

He paused, his eyes searching hers for any flicker of recognition.

“That day, I promised myself that one day I would bring you back here as my wife. Tonight, under this glowing moon, with the shining stars and the dark sky above, and this deep ocean before us, our union will be witnessed by nature itself.”

He took her hands in his, his touch warm and firm.

“I’ve put all my efforts into making this place beautiful for us, for you.”

His voice was filled with sincerity and a hint of desperation.

“I want you to feel the same enchantment I feel. To know how much I care for you.”

Sia’s eyes finally moved from the ocean to meet his. They were still empty, but there was a flicker of something—recognition, perhaps, or acceptance. Taehyung took this as a sign and continued, his voice softer now.

“Tonight, I want to make you feel cherished, loved, just as I promised myself I would. This place, this moment, is all for you.”

He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers, a gentle caress filled with longing and promise.