"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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Taehyung's voice boomed through the room, echoing off the walls with a fury that shook everyone present. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN SHE'S NOT AT HOME?" His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, veins pulsing with barely contained rage. His jaw was set, his eyes burning with an intensity that made even the bravest men cower.
Jiho stood beside him, equally worried, his mind racing as he tried to piece together what had gone wrong. He had called Y/N and explicitly told her not to leave the house, to stay put until he could ensure her safety. But now, she was gone, and the dread in his gut grew heavier with each passing second.
The guard, already trembling under the weight of Taehyung's fury, stammered as he tried to explain. "S-She left in a hurry, sir... She was crying, and she said she was going to the office. I... I tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen..."
Taehyung grunted in frustration, his patience wearing thin. "Then why the hell did you let her go alone?" he shouted, his voice dark and possessive. The anger in his tone was laced with something else, something more primal-fear. His heart pounded in his chest, the rapid thudding echoing the terrifying thoughts swirling in his mind. The image of Y/N, vulnerable and alone, out there in the dark, with Jimin on the loose-it was enough to make his blood run cold.
The guard flinched, bowing his head lower in shame and fear. "I... I'm sorry, sir. I... I thought it would be safer to let her go rather than force her to stay..."
Taehyung took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to rein in the storm of emotions swirling inside him. But the unknown, the not knowing where Y/N was, was tearing him apart. His heart thumped crazily in his chest, each beat a reminder of the fear he couldn't shake. The thought of her being hurt, or worse, was unbearable.
Jiho, sensing the rising tension, stepped forward, his voice steady but tinged with urgency. "We need to find her, and fast. Jimin's men could be anywhere, and if they've got her-"
Taehyung's eyes darkened further at the thought, his fear quickly morphing into an even fiercer determination. "They won't lay a finger on her," he vowed, his voice low and dangerous. "Get everyone on this. I want every street, every corner, every damn inch of this city searched. We need to find her now."
Jiho nodded sharply, already reaching for his phone to mobilize their forces. But Taehyung was already moving, his mind focused on one thing and one thing only-getting to Y/N before Jimin could. The fear gnawing at his heart was relentless, but it was his love for her that drove him, giving him the strength to push through the uncertainty and the terror.
As he stormed out, Taehyung's mind raced with a singular thought: Y/N, hold on. I'm coming for you.
~~~~~
Jimin silently entered the dimly lit room, his presence almost a shadow as he scanned the space. His eyes quickly found Y/N, sitting beside the bed, her head resting on the mattress. She was asleep, her breathing slow and steady, the soft rise and fall of her chest barely noticeable. Her face, streaked with dried tears, appeared peaceful in her slumber, a stark contrast to the turmoil that had engulfed them both.
