FREVOR

28

Author pov:

The drive to their honeymoon destination was filled with silence. Jin Ah stared out the window, her mind racing. What had she gotten herself into? The scenery blurred as they sped down the highway, the impending future feeling both surreal and inescapable.

Upon arriving at their destination, a luxurious resort nestled by the sea, Taehyung finally spoke. “Welcome to your new life, Mrs. Kim.”Jin Ah shivered at the sound of her new title, a chill running down her spine.

She followed Taehyung into the resort, her heart heavy with dread and uncertainty about the days to come.

Taehyung led her through the lobby, his hand possessively on her lower back. Jin Ah winced internally as he called her "Mrs. Kim" again, the name feeling foreign and uncomfortable on her tongue.

But she kept her composure, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much it bothered her. They checked in and were shown to their room, and as soon as they were alone, Jin Ah couldn't hold it in any longer.

"I hate it when you call me 'Mrs. Kim,'" she blurted out, her voice tinged with irritation.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow at her tone, surprised by the unexpected outburst. "What's wrong with 'Mrs. Kim'?" he asked, his voice nonchalant.

"It sounds so formal and detached," Jin Ah replied, her irritation growing. "Like I'm some stranger, not your wife."

Taehyung chuckled, his expression a mix of amusement and disbelief. "But you are my wife," he pointed out, his tone slightly mocking. "I'm just using the correct title for you."

Jin Ah gritted her teeth, her annoyance growing with each passing moment. "I know I'm your wife," she retorted, her voice sharp. "But I'm still me, not just some generic label. Can't you call me by my name, or something more affectionate?"

Taehyung leaned against the dresser, his arms crossed over his chest. "Why does it matter so much to you?" he asked, his tone more condescending than curious. "It's just a word."

Jin Ah bristled at his dismissive tone, her frustration reaching a boiling point. "It matters because it feels like you're reducing me to just that title," she hissed, her voice rising. "Like I'm nothing more than your property, not a person with feelings and a name."

Taehyung shrugged, his lack of understanding frustrating her even further. "You're making a big deal out of nothing," he said, his voice nonchalant.

As they stepped into the grand lobby of the hotel, Jin Ah couldn't help but marvel at the opulence surrounding them. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the marble floors. Soft music floated through the air, adding to the ambiance of luxury and sophistication.

Taehyung led the way to the check-in desk, his confident stride commanding attention as they approached. Jin Ah followed close behind, her steps hesitant as she took in their surroundings.

The receptionist greeted them with a warm smile, her eyes flickering with recognition as she glanced at Taehyung. "Welcome back, Mr. Kim," she said, her tone polite. "It's a pleasure to have you with us again."

Taehyung nodded in acknowledgment, his expression stoic as he handed over their reservation details. "We have a room booked under the name Kim Taehyung," he said, his voice firm and commanding.

The receptionist quickly located their reservation in the system, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she finalized the check-in process. "Of course, Mr. Kim," she said, her tone professional. "I've assigned you a suite on the top floor, with a stunning view of the ocean."