SHAADI MUBARAK!

CHAPTER 49

ENJOY!!

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The gardener led Yoongi towards a secluded area near the back gate. It was a small clearing, surrounded by tall trees and thick foliage. And lying on the ground in the middle of the clearing was an object that sent a chill down Yoongi's spine.

As they got closer, Yoongi could see that it was a doll, its face twisted into a grotesque smile. But it wasn't just any doll; it looked like Taehyung, right down to the last detail. The clothes, the hair, everything was exact. Yoongi's stomach twisted in knots.

(A grotesque smile is a smile that appears twisted, distorted, or exaggerated to the point of being unnatural or unsettling.)

Yoongi knelt down next to the doll, his mind racing. Who could have left it here, and why was it made to look like Taehyung? He picked it up carefully, examining it from every angle. It was well-made and detailed, almost as if someone had spent a lot of time on it.

Yoongi's heart thumped erratically in his chest as he continued to examine the doll. It felt cold and lifeless in his hands, yet it gave off an eerie vibe. Something about it didn't seem right. Just then, he noticed a piece of paper stuck to its back.

His eyes widened as he carefully removed the paper from the doll's back. It was folded into a small square, its surface smooth and crisp. With a slight tremble, Yoongi unfolded it and began to read the words written in a neat, spidery scrawl.

As Yoongi's gaze flickered across the spidery script, a chill ran down his spine. The words written on the paper were chilling - a clear threat to Taehyung. The message was short and menacing, leaving no doubt about the writer's intentions.

Yoongi's voice rang out through the quiet property, calling for the rest of the family. The urgency in his voice was unmistakable, and they quickly emerged from the house, their faces etched with concern.

They gathered around Yoongi, their eyes fixed on the doll in his hands. Gasps and exclamations of shock filled the air as they saw the doll's uncanny resemblance to Taehyung. The air was thick with tension and worry.

Yoongi crumpled the paper in his hands, his mind racing. "It's a threat," he said grimly. "Whoever left this doll and this message wants us to know that they're watching Tae. And they're not afraid to take drastic measures."

Meanwhile!

Taehyung snuggled deeper into Jungkook's embrace, her head resting on his chest. The morning sunlight peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow on their entwined bodies. Jungkook's fingers gently stroked her hair, his eyes closed in contentment.

Taehyung's hand traced the contours of Jungkook's face, her touch sending shivers down his spine. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "I love you," she whispered.

Jungkook's eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting Taehyung's. "I love you too, Tae," he replied, his voice husky.

Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss, the tension between them palpable. Jungkook's arms tightened around Taehyung, pulling her closer.