"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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" Don't mind me I'm just obsessed with the weekend's song's "
~A/n
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In the dimly lit study, the ambiance was one of quiet sophistication and intense focus. The room was lined with dark mahogany bookshelves, filled with an array of leather-bound volumes. A large, ornate desk stood at the center, its surface cluttered with neatly stacked papers and a vintage lamp casting a warm glow.
Taehyung sat in a high-backed leather chair, his eyes intently focused on the file in his hand. The flickering shadows danced across his chiseled features, highlighting the furrowed brows and the deep concentration etched on his face. His elegant, yet casual attire-a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark trousers-added to the aura of controlled power that he exuded.
Jiho stood in front of him, his posture rigid and respectful. He observed Taehyung with a calm demeanor, waiting patiently as Taehyung read through the detailed report. With each line, Taehyung's frown deepened, his eyes narrowing in a mix of disbelief and anger.
Finally, Taehyung reached the last line and took a long, measured breath. He placed the file down on the desk, the weight of the revelations settling over him like a heavy blanket. His eyes met Jiho's, a mixture of unease and determination flickering within them.
"Is this all true?" Taehyung's voice was steady but tinged with an undercurrent of urgency.
Jiho nodded solemnly. "Yes, sir. I personally verified all the information. It's all true."
Taehyung sighed, running a hand through his hair. The file contained a comprehensive dossier on Jimin-his childhood, his disorders, his manic behavior, his past accusations, and his family history. Each piece of information was more disturbing than the last, painting a picture of a man far more dangerous and unstable than Taehyung had anticipated.
The gravity of the situation settled over him. The file's contents were beyond his worst expectations. Jimin's history of violent outbursts, his manipulative tendencies, and his obsessive behaviors were all meticulously documented. Taehyung's mind raced, contemplating the implications of having such a person fixated on Y/N.
He leaned back in his chair, his eyes still locked on the now-closed file. "This information... it's unsettling, to say the least. We need to tread carefully."
Jiho nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, sir. Jimin is not someone to be underestimated. His obsession and his ability to mask his true nature make him particularly dangerous."
