Mafia's Property [•Kim Taehyung•]

Ch.3

As the night came , Taehyung returned from a long day of work, his expression stern and unforgiving. He strode through the lobby, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Y/N, who was busy polishing the marble floor.

"Come with me," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Y/N's heart raced as she followed Taehyung up the stairs, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios. He led her to his room, a lavish space with a massive bed and a stunning view of the gardens.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Taehyung's aura changed. His eyes blazed with anger, and his voice was laced with venom.

"You think you can escape me?" he sneered, his face inches from Y/N's. "You think you can outsmart me?"

Y/N trembled, her eyes fixed on Taehyung's furious expression.

"I-I wasn't trying to escape," she stammered, her voice barely audible.

Taehyung's laughter was cold and cruel. "Don't lie to me," he spat. "I have eyes and ears everywhere. I know you've been talking to the guards, trying to manipulate them into helping you escape."

Y/N's eyes widened in fear as Taehyung's grip on her arm tightened.

"You'll never leave me," he hissed. "You'll never be free. Tomorrow is our wedding so be prepared for it!"

Taehyung's words were like a cold breeze on a winter night, sending shivers down Y/N's spine. She knew she was trapped, and that her only hope was to find a way to outsmart the ruthless mafia boss who held her captive and now is forcing her to marry him.
She ran into her room and cried, cried her heart out feeling helpless. She soon felt her eyelids heavy and slept there praying that all these were just a nightmare and when she wakes she would found everything normal.

Next morning ----

Y/N's eyes snapped open, her heart racing like a wild animal as she realized she'd overslept. Panic set in as she scrambled out of bed, her mind foggy from the night before.

As she stumbled down the stairs, Taehyung's thunderous voice boomed from the living room, making her heart skip a beat.

"Why is she still sleeping huhhh! Unacceptable!"

Y/N's eyes widened as she saw Taehyung standing in the living room, his eyes blazing with fury, his chiseled features twisted in anger. The head maid stood beside him, her expression filled with concern.

"Y/n, you're late...," Taehyung growled, his voice dripping with disdain. "You're supposed to be serving breakfast, not lounging in bed like a pampered princess."

Y/N trembled, her eyes fixed on Taehyung's enraged face. "I-I'm so sorry, taehyung. It won't happen again, I promise."

Taehyung's laughter was like ice, cold and unforgiving. "One more mistake, and you'll face the consequences and yeah call me Mr. Kim or Sir!"

Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine as Taehyung's words hung in the air, a constant reminder of her precarious situation. She scurried off to the kitchen, her heart heavy with fear. Soon he ate the breakfast and left for the office.

She wanted to be free from this hell. But her fate was a bitch which was constantly betraying her!