"You monster!" she yelled, her voice trembling with rage and desperation. "What did you do to my father?"
Taehyung gripped her shoulders and pressed her against the couch, hovering above her. Y/N struggled, cursing him for her father's condition.
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The tension in the hospital lobby was palpable as Y/N and Taehyung sat across from each other, their silence thick with unspoken conflict. Y/N avoided meeting Taehyung's intense gaze, her anger simmering just beneath the surface.
Taehyung remained unnervingly composed. His dark eyes bore into her with unwavering intensity, his voice a low rumble that filled the charged atmosphere.
"The marriage is settled," Taehyung stated firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation. "It will take place in a week. Prepare yourself."
Y/N was taken aback, her mind racing as she processed the sudden announcement. She had anticipated Taehyung's intentions, but the abruptness of his decision caught her off guard. She needed time-to care for her recovering father, to gather her thoughts, to find a way out of this forced union.
"No," Y/N responded defiantly, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "I won't accept this. My father needs me, and I need time to consider."
Taehyung's expression hardened slightly, a hint of steel beneath his calm façade. Y/N's frustration boiled over, her voice rising as she confronted the man who sought to control her fate. "I am not your pawn!" she exclaimed, her hands shaking with righteous indignation. "You can't dictate my life. You have no right!"
"You have no choice," he asserted coldly, his hand reaching out to gently grasp her elbow. His touch was firm, pulling her closer, their bodies suddenly close enough to feel each other's warmth.
"You will marry me on the agreed date," Taehyung continued, his voice low and commanding. "No one can save you if you think otherwise."
Y/N met his gaze with a mixture of defiance and fear, her heart racing as she felt the weight of his dominance pressing in around her. Memories of Jungkook's unwavering support flickered in her mind, a fragile anchor in the storm of Taehyung's determination.
As Taehyung released her, his grip firm yet strangely gentle, Y/N took a step back, her breath catching in her throat. She felt the gravity of his ultimatum settling over her-a stark reminder of the choices she faced and the forces that bound her fate.
Taehyung strode through the lobby, his demeanor composed but his thoughts turbulent. He couldn't shake the image of Jungkook sitting closely with Y/N, a gesture that had stirred an unexpected surge of frustration within him. Unconsciously, he clenched his fists, his jaw set with resolve as he sought out Jungkook in a corner of the room.
Spotting Jungkook, Taehyung approached with purpose. His gaze was steely, a silent challenge in his demeanor as he confronted Y/N's childhood friend. There was an edge to his voice as he addressed Jungkook, his tone laced with a subtle warning.
"I see you've been quite close with Y/N," Taehyung remarked, his words measured but carrying an undercurrent of veiled threat. He remembered vividly how Jungkook had comforted Y/N earlier, a sight that had unsettled him more than he cared to admit.
