"The Kim Dynasty: Secrets of the Heart"

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Chapter: The Storm Within

Utilizing the mansion’s advanced security system, Yoongi began keeping an eye on Hobi through the CCTV cameras. His suspicions were confirmed around noon when he saw Hobi slip out of their home, lying to the guards that Yoongi had given him permission.

A frown creased Yoongi's brow. He swiftly installed an insect camera in the park where Hobi had often played as a child, hoping to catch a glimpse of his husband and his friend. What he saw twisted a knot in his stomach; Hobi was happily reunited with a girl he had known in his youth, laughter and joy radiating between them, completely unaware of the approaching storm.

As evening descended, the clock struck 9 PM. Hobi was still at the park, caught up in nostalgia while Yoongi simmered in silence, fury bubbling beneath his calm exterior. He could only imagine the punishments he would inflict on Hobi for sneaking out.

When Hobi finally returned home at 10 PM, he was blissfully unaware of the impending consequences. After a refreshing shower, he reheated dinner, humming a soft tune, hoping to hide the tension in the air.

Yoongi arrived home shortly after, his presence filling the room with an intensity that Hobi sensed immediately. As he handed Yoongi a glass of water, Hobi’s heart raced. They sat down for dinner, the silence palpable, each bite heavy with unspoken words.

Once the dishes were placed in the sink, Hobi hesitated at the threshold of their bedroom, feeling a wave of trepidation wash over him. The dark atmosphere inside was unsettling. Yoongi sat on the couch, his appearance as imposing as it was alluring; his shirt was open at the collar, sleeves rolled up, exuding an energy that felt dangerously seductive.

“Come here,” Yoongi commanded softly, but there was an undeniable authority behind it.

Hobi approached with hesitant steps, standing before his husband like a child awaiting judgment. Yoongi’s intense gaze pinned him in place. “I want to know every detail of what you did today, without any lies,” he demanded, his calm voice sending shivers down Hobi’s spine.

Taken aback by the sudden intensity, Hobi instinctively knew he couldn't lie. He took a deep breath, his heart racing as he recounted his day, confessing everything about sneaking out to meet his childhood friend. Yoongi’s grip on Hobi tightened as he pulled him onto his lap, the heat of his body igniting a spark of fear and excitement within Hobi.

Yoongi’s expression darkened. “Didn’t I tell you I would take you on Sunday? Did I or didn’t I?”

Hobi nodded quickly, tears brimming in his eyes. “Yes.”

“Words. I want to hear you say it,” Yoongi pressed, his voice low and dangerous.

“Yes,” Hobi whispered, his heart racing as he felt the weight of Yoongi’s expectations.

“You know what my first condition was when I agreed to our marriage?” Yoongi’s voice lowered further, sending shivers down Hobi’s spine. “Repeat it.”

Hobi’s heart raced, tears spilling over as he recalled the words that had haunted him since their arranged marriage. “You said you were very possessive and protective, and if I ever felt like I was being controlled, I should walk away.”

“Exactly,” Yoongi replied, slamming his hands down on either side of Hobi, effectively caging him between his arms. His voice raised slightly, simmering with restrained fury. “What you did today—do you not believe me? Do I have to repeat myself every day?”

Unable to hold back, Hobi’s tears flowed freely as he struggled to find the words. “I’m sorry, Yoongi. I just—”

But Yoongi silenced him, capturing Hobi’s lips in a rough, passionate kiss, one that left Hobi breathless and gasping for air. The intensity of the kiss caught Hobi off guard; it was a mix of anger and desire, overwhelming him. He instinctively pushed against Yoongi’s chest, desperate for release, but Yoongi's grip tightened, forcing Hobi to surrender to the storm of emotions.

Finally pulling away, Yoongi stormed off to the bathroom to freshen up, leaving Hobi in a daze, the taste of their kiss lingering on his lips, along with a mixture of confusion and longing. Alone, Hobi broke down, sobs wracking his body as he tried to process everything that had just happened.