"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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The silence in the room was interrupted by Isabella's unexpected question - "Do you love me?" Her voice was still emotionless, her gaze fixed straight ahead. Taehyung's heart skipped a beat as he heard her words, caught off guard by the unexpected nature of her question, especially given their complicated history.
He blinked for a moment, taken aback, before gathering his thoughts and responding with a mixture of confusion and sincerity, "D-Do I...love you?" His voice held a touch of vulnerability as he repeated her question, the weight of it hanging between them.
Taehyung's mind raced as Isabelle's question hung in the air. His heart pounded rapidly in his chest as he pondered the answer to her question. He had been consumed by anger and revenge for so long, caught up in the cycle of pain and hatred that had defined his relationship with her. But now, the question hit him like a shockwave - "Do I love her?" Taehyung didn't know how to respond, torn between the conflicting emotions that washed over him.
Before Taehyung could further contemplate his own feelings, Isabella spoke up, her voice still devoid of emotion, declaring, "He saved her because he loves her. She's more important to him." Taehyung's forehead furrowed as he tried to comprehend the meaning behind her words. Who was the "her" that she was referring to?
As Isabella continued speaking, Taehyung's mind suddenly clicked into place. He realized that she was talking about her father and Samarah, recalling how Ji-woon had left the burning hall with Samarah, leaving Isabella behind. The memory of Ji-woon's dismissive words, "There's no one" when he had inquired about Isabella's whereabouts, only fueled Taehyung's anger, his fists clenching tightly and his jaw tensing in response.
Isabella let out a bitter chuckle as she revealed her thoughts, "I knew it from the beginning. I tried to melt the ice between me and my father. I thought maybe there was a little space left in his heart for me... When he came to me with the proposal for the CEO position, he spoke words of love and trust, asserting that he wanted me to be the one to protect Samarah. However, deep down, I knew that...that father only sees me as a shield for Samarah," Her voice trembled with sadness and resignation. She paused, gathering herself before continuing to speak.
"It's not that I won't protect her...she's my sister. Whatever my life is, I decided I wanted to protect them, I wanted to be in the mafia...but," she takes a deep breath.
Isabella's voice trembled as she continued, her pain and bitterness becoming more apparent. "Why does he never see me as Samarah?" she repeated. "Why does he always treat me like her shield, as if I'm invincible and never get hurt?"
Taehyung stood there, his heart clenched at Isabella's words. He could see the pain and bitterness etched on her face as she spoke about her father's indifference towards her. Taehyung felt a mix of anger and sadness as he realized that Isabella had been mistreated her entire life, being cast aside as the shield for her sister.
