"Beautiful....And I really want to create a mess....A beautiful mess." His lips brushed against her ear with each word, sending a shiver down her spine.
His words caught her off guard, causing her to burst into laughter. 'You want what?' she managed...
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Taehyung's eyes snapped open, his gaze darkened with a mix of frustration and something he couldn't quite identify. Without a word, he seized her arms and forcibly pushed her back until her body was pressed against the side of his car. He held her there, his hands gripping her wrists as he trapped her with his body.
Taehyung leaned in, his body pressed against hers, pinning her in place. He could feel the heat radiating off her, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps. The frustrated intensity in his eyes hadn't lessened, and he continued to hold her wrists tightly, keeping her firmly restrained. He was silent for a moment, his grip on her wrists tightening slightly as he struggled to control the maelstrom of emotions coursing through him.
Taehyung's voice came out rough and strained as he finally spoke. "Why are you constantly pushing my buttons?" he demanded, his grip on her wrists growing even tighter. "Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to be around you sometimes?" He leaned in closer, his face just inches away from hers, his eyes locked.
Despite his anger, Taehyung couldn't help but notice how her body responded to his proximity. Her breathing was labored, her chest rising and falling against him, and her face was flushed. He could feel the heat between them, the way her body pressed against his. It only seemed to fuel his frustration even further. "Answer me," he said, his voice taking on a huskier tone. "Why do you keep testing me like this?"
"And don't even get me started on this collaboration with Joseph," Taehyung continued, his grip on her wrists still holding her captive. "I explicitly signaled you not to do it, so why did you agree to it anyway? Are you just trying to spite me?" Taehyung's voice was filled with a mix of frustration and anger as he waited for her response.
Taehyung's eyes bored into hers, waiting for her response. His body was still pressed against hers, the heat between them growing more intense. Despite his anger, he couldn't help but feel the proximity, the way her body felt against his. He watched as she tried to find her voice, the flush in her cheeks deepening.
His patience finally snapping, Taehyung yelled, his voice edged with anger, "Fucking Answer me, damn it!" He punctuated his words by pushing her wrists harder against the side of the car, pinning her even further. "Why did you agree to collaborate with Joseph after I was kept on signaling you not to? Are you trying to drive me insane?"
As he yelled at her, Isabella's eyes flickered, and he was suddenly reminded of the incident at the event to encourage employees. He vividly remembered the sight of her teary eyes as she looked at him. The intensity of that moment came flooding back to him, causing a pang in his chest. He felt his grip on her wrists loosen slightly, the anger in his eyes giving way to a hint of vulnerability.
With his grip weakened Isabella seized the opportunity to push him away forcefully, creating a small gap between them. She looked at him, anger and frustration etched on her face. Her voice was loud as she raised her voice and shouted, "Don't you dare to touch me again! And Who are you to tell me what I have to do or not? You don'town me, and you don't get to dictate my decisions!" She clenched her fists, her eyes locked with his.
