Where you always thought of a happy married life with your bf,Kim Taehyung, you came across the multi-billionaire Gangster of New York City,Jeon Jungkook,who forcefully marries you to avenge his rivalry with his long lost enemy,Taehyung.
Will you be...
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Taehyung's POV: My eyes got locked onto Jungkook's across the crowded hall,the mutual disdain palpable. As I saw that venomous smirk on his lips as he claimed Yn,my rage knew no bounds as the flashbacks hit me hard enough to ponder that I was always the pawn in his ruthless game.
|Flashback| I lazily got up from the bed walking towards the washroom as I got freshen up. I wore my yesterday's shirt which was present on the couch.
I paced back and forth in my apartment,my eyes fixed on the clock.She should have been back by now from the groceries...the shop isn't even that far away. I tried calling Yn but her phone went straight to voicemail.A knot formed in my stomach as I pictured all the horrible things that could have happened. I tried to shake the unease feeling consoling myself that she's probably running late or stuck in a public crowd but as the minutes on the clock tick by,my concern grows.
She's in danger.
I hoped on my bike going straight towards the grocery mart. I was worried and anxious hoping to find her safe and sound. As I arrived at the store,I scanned the parking lot and surrounding area for any mere sign of her but none. I asked the staff showing her picture if they've seen her but I got more stressed knowing that she never came to the store.
If she hasn't even reached the grocery store yet, SO WHERE THE FUCK IS MY BABY!!!
So if she wasn't even at the store to start with,so Yn probably vanished somewhere between our apartment and the grocery store...a relatively short distance.
From accidents to abductions, I thought of all the worst.
Rather than going to the police,I tried to investigate on my own scouring the neighbourhood because my instincts could tell... something was definitely wrong here.
I trudged through the front door of my apartment that night,exhausted and drenched in sweat.I had searched for my baby all day scouring through the neighbourhood,asking vendors and passers by and checking every possible place she might be but I didn't see a glimpse of my her.
I locked the door behind me leaning against it,my eyes scanning the empty room. The silence was deafening. I felt a pang of desperation and worry. I pushed off from the door going towards the kitchen,grabbing a glass of water to quench my thirst.As I drank,I noticed the clock on the wall- It was already past midnight.
I sat the glass down and walked over to the couch collapsing onto it,exhausted from the day's search for Yn.The silence of the apartment felt gut wrenching as I was used to her laughter,her voice,her presence. Now there was nothing.
My eyes began to droop but I couldn't shake the anxious feeling of my doll being in trouble. Where is she? My voice cracked as I spoke,emotions boiling over.I was consumed by a mix of fatigue,anxiety and anger directed mostly at myself. "It's all because of me", I repeated,my words laced with self blame.
