A Love so far (Taehyung ff)

50) Protect

Taehyung's pov

Taehyung's eyes blazed with intensity as he spoke to Manager Kang, his voice low and menacing. "I want you to take care of two things for me," he said, his words dripping with malice. "First, I want you to destroy Jeet. I don't care how, just make sure he pays for what he's done."
Manager Kang nodded, his expression grim. "And the second thing, sir?"
Taehyung's gaze turned icy. "Yoona. I want her destroyed too. I don't care about her mother anymore. If anyone dares to speak about my wife, Yn, I will destroy them, no matter what they're saying. Truth or lie, it doesn't matter. I won't tolerate anyone besmirching her name."
Manager Kang nodded again, his eyes wide with understanding. "I'll take care of it, sir. But what about...what happened to you? Shouldn't we-"
Taehyung's hand shot up, silencing him. "No one is to know what happened to me," he growled. "I don't want anyone to know about the photos, about Jeet's taunts. It's none of their business. You're the only one I trust, Kang. Make sure it stays that way."
Manager Kang nodded, his face set in a determined expression. "I'll take care of everything, sir. Consider it done."

Taehyung's voice was cold and calculated as he continued to instruct Manager Kang. "I want you to sue all of their families," he said, his eyes narrowing. "I don't want them to ever be able to take my wife's name again. I want to make sure they're ruined, financially and socially."
Manager Kang nodded, his expression grim. "And what about Nish's mother, sir?" he asked.
Taehyung's lips curled into a snarl. "Make sure she's thrown out of society," he spat. "I don't want her to ever be able to show her face again. She's the one who started all of this, who spread those things about Yn. I want her to pay for it."
Manager Kang nodded, his eyes wide with understanding. "I'll make sure it's done, sir," he said. "But are you sure this is what you want? This will ruin a lot of lives..."
Taehyung's expression was unyielding. "I don't care," he said. "I want to protect my wife, no matter what it takes. I won't let anyone hurt her again. Make sure they all pay for what they've done."
Manager Kang nodded, his face set in a determined expression. "I'll take care of it, sir," he said. "Consider it done."

As soon as Manager Kang left the room, Taehyung collapsed onto the floor, surrounded by the scattered remnants of his belongings. He fell to his knees, overcome with emotion, and began to cry.
He cried because, despite everything, he couldn't bring himself to hate Yn. He wanted to, he tried to, but he couldn't. He still loved her, still needed her, still wanted her by his side.
Taehyung's body shook with sobs as he thought about all the pain and betrayal he had endured. He thought about the photos, the lies, the manipulation. But most of all, he thought about Yn, and how much he still loved her.
He wanted to ask her, to confront her, to demand answers. But he felt ashamed, ashamed of his own weakness, ashamed of his inability to let go.
Taehyung's tears fell onto the floor, mixing with the shattered remains of his heart. He felt like he was drowning in his own emotions, unable to escape the tidal wave of love and pain that threatened to consume him.
Without Yn, he felt lost, alone, and adrift. He couldn't imagine living without her, couldn't bear the thought of a future without her by his side.
As he cried, Taehyung realized that he had a choice to make. He could let his anger and hurt consume him, or he could try to forgive, to understand, and to love again.
But for now, he just cried, surrendering to the overwhelming emotions that had taken hold of his heart.

Taehyung's body shook with sobs as he cried out in anguish. "Why can't I hate you, Yn?" he wailed, his voice echoing off the walls. "Why can't I let go of you?" He pounded his fists on the floor, tears streaming down his face. "You've hurt me so much, betrayed me so deeply. But still, I love you. Still, I need you." His cries grew louder, more desperate. "Why can't I hate you?" he screamed, his heart torn apart by conflicting emotions. His tears fell like rain, a deluge of sorrow and longing.

Kang pov

Manager Kang walked out of the room, his mind reeling with confusion. Why was Taehyung so willing to destroy everyone involved? He had expected anger, but not this level of ruthlessness. Kang couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story, that Taehyung was hiding something. He thought back to Taehyung's words, "I want to protect my wife." Protect her from what? Or whom? Kang's curiosity was piqued. He decided to dig deeper, to uncover the truth behind Taehyung's actions. Little did he know, the truth would be more complex than he ever imagined.

Taehyung's pov

Taehyung stood in front of the mirror, his eyes red and puffy from crying. He gazed at his reflection, searching for answers. "Why am I so desperate for her?" he asked himself. "Why can't I hate her?"
He thought about Yn, about her smile, her laughter, her eyes. He couldn't bear the thought of living without her. But why? She had betrayed him, hurt him so deeply.
Taehyung's mind was a jumble of emotions. He wanted to destroy everyone who had proof of her infidelity, who had seen her with another man. He couldn't stand the thought of anyone else having her, of anyone else loving her.
"Why can't I see her with anyone else?" he asked himself, his voice barely above a whisper. "Why does it have to be me?"
Taehyung's eyes dropped, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He didn't have the answers. All he knew was that he loved Yn, and he couldn't imagine living without her.
Taehyung wiped away the last tear, his eyes gleaming with determination as he gazed at his reflection. He took a deep breath, his voice low and menacing. "Yn, you've done what you wanted. Now, see what I'll do."
He smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "I'll take you on a path from which you'll never return. You'll be mine, and mine alone. I'll make sure you'll never look at another man again."
Taehyung's eyes flashed with possessiveness. "You think you can betray me, humiliate me, and then just walk away? No, Yn. I won't let that happen."
He turned away from the mirror, his mind racing with plans. "I'll own you. Body, mind, and soul."
Taehyung's voice dripped with intensity. "You'll be my prisoner, my captive. And I'll make sure you'll never escape."
He laughed, a low, husky sound. "You've unleashed the beast, Yn. Now, get ready to face the consequences."
With that, Taehyung turned and walked away, leaving his reflection to gaze back at him with a fierce, unyielding determination.

Taehyung emerged from the washroom, his face calm and composed. He called out to Head Maid Mia, who arrived promptly. "Mia, I want you to clean the entire room," he instructed, his voice firm.
Mia's eyes widened as she took in the scene before her. The room was in disarray, furniture overturned, and belongings scattered everywhere. But what caught her attention was the blood splattered on the wall. She gasped, her hand flying to her mouth.
"Mia, are you okay?" Taehyung asked, noticing her distress.
Mia nodded, still in shock. "Y-yes, master. I'll get right to it."
As she began to clean, Mia couldn't help but wonder what had happened. The blood, the destruction... it was all so unlike Taehyung. She glanced at him, but his face revealed nothing. Mia shivered, feeling a sense of unease. What secrets was Taehyung hiding? And what had triggered such a violent outburst?

As Mia was finishing up the cleaning, she approached Taehyung with a hesitant expression. "Sir, I wanted to ask about the dress... the one you wanted to gift to Yn. It's arrived."
Taehyung's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze intense. "Put it in Yn's closet," he instructed, his voice low.
Mia nodded, her curiosity piqued. "Yes, sir. But, if I may ask, is everything okay between you and Yn? I mean, with all that's happened..."
Taehyung's expression turned cold, his eyes glinting with a warning. "Everything is fine, Mia. Just make sure Yn finds the dress in her closet."
Mia nodded hastily, sensing the tension. "Yes, sir. Right away."
As she scurried off to fulfill Taehyung's request, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. The dress, the blood, the destruction... it all seemed to be connected to Yn. And Taehyung's behavior was becoming increasingly erratic. Mia wondered what was brewing beneath the surface.

Taehyung's eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity as he sat on the bed, his voice low and menacing. "I'll save you from everyone else, Yn. But no one will save you from me. I'm your worst nightmare, your darkest fear. And I'm coming for you."
He smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "I'm 100% committed to making you mine, to owning you completely. You'll never escape me, never be free from my grasp."
Taehyung's words hung in the air, a chilling promise of possession and obsession. He was a man consumed by his desire for Yn, driven by a fierce determination to claim her as his own. And nothing would stand in his way.