𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞

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The air was thick with sorrow in the palace of Incheon. Tears streaming down The queen's face. It had been days since her daughter had been taken away, and the pain was unbearable.

"Please, my king," she pleaded, her voice trembling. "Bring our daughter home. It has been too long."

The king remained silent.

"Do you not hear me?" she cried, her voice rising in desperation. "Fiorella is out there, alone. She needs us. You must do something!"

The king spoke, his voice low and measured. "the situation is not in our control."

A moment later, the door opened, and a soldier entered, bowing deeply before his king and queen.

"You summoned me, Your Majesty?" the soldier inquired.

"Yes," the king replied. "Have you carried out the orders I gave you?"

The soldier "We are working on it, Your Majesty. The preparations are nearly complete."

The king nodded slightly.

"Good but be careful, We cannot afford any mistakes, King Park Jimin isn't an easy man either, he would kill me without any second thought" King Jung said, tension was clearly visible upon his face

"Good but be careful, We cannot afford any mistakes, King Park Jimin isn't an easy man either, he would kill me without any second thought" King Jung said, tension was clearly visible upon his face

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Taehyung's strong arms held Fiorella's drenched form as he stepped into the corridor.

Fiorella struggled against his hold, "put me down," she insisted, her voice a mixture of frustration and pain.

Taehyung's jaw tightened, His grip on her was firm, almost too tight. Fiorella could feel the way his fingers dug into her skin as he carried her to his bedroom.

The water from her soaked cloth dripped onto the polished marble floor.

Reaching the bed, he paused only for a fraction of a second before placing Fiorella onto the bed. The movement was fast and her body landed with a jolt, a sharp cry escaping her lips.

She looked up at Taehyung, struggled to process the roughness of his actions.

And without saying a single word Taehyung left the room immediately

Fiorella was left alone with her thoughts and her pain.

Fiorella was left alone with her thoughts and her pain

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