𝔒𝔟𝔰𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔐𝔞𝔣𝔦𝔞

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He pulled away from the kiss, a smirk dancing on his lips. "You're so sweet, princess." Hye-Rin glared at him, her eyes filled with defiance. "I hate you! I hate you with all my heart!"

Taehyung merely chuckled, still smirking. "I love you too, princess. But now, let's go. I want to show you my mansion. Just remember, if you try to escape or do anything foolish, the consequences won't be pleasant."

He untied her, and she stood up. Gripping her hand tightly, he led her out of the basement. As they emerged into the light, Hye-Rin's eyes widened in awe at the luxurious mansion—something she had only seen in dramas.

Taehyung took her directly to the living room, making her sit on the plush sofa beside him. "I have some rules to share with you," he said, his voice deep and authoritative. "Listen carefully. Rule number one: You will not attempt to escape. If you do, I will find you. My guards are everywhere, and if you try, the outcome won't be favorable. Rule number two: If you need to go to school, my guards will accompany you at all times. Rule number three: You are mine now, and you belong to me. You do not have permission to talk to any other guy. Rule number four: You will do as I say. You must be obedient. If you refuse, there will be consequences. No questions asked. Rule number five: When you go out, you cannot wear revealing clothes, like shorts or short skirts. Understood?"

She nodded, her voice shaky. "But why only me? There are so many girls. I don't like you! I'm still a teenager. Please, let me go. My grandmother is waiting for me."

Taehyung's gaze locked onto hers, his expression unwavering. "Don't worry about your grandmother. I'll call her here tomorrow. As for your age, I don't care. Age doesn't matter to me. Most people love for a reason, and when that reason disappears, so does their love. But I don't need a reason to love you."

"I don't need your love! I don't need anyone! I will escape from here soon. I don't care about your rules!"

His patience began to thin. Removing his coat and rolling up his sleeves, he scooped her up in a bridal carry, ignoring her protests as he carried her to her room. Once inside, he kicked the door shut behind him and laid her down gently on the bed.

"You're staying in this room. If you want to escape, then try, princess. Remember my name, because if you attempt to flee, you might find yourself screaming it at night," he said, his voice low and menacing. He smirked and winked before walking out, locking the door behind him.

Hye-Rin froze, heat rising to her cheeks. She slapped her face in an attempt to shake off her thoughts. "Hye-Rin, stop it! Stop thinking about him! No, no, no! I will escape! But what if he does what he said just now? No, no, no!"

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**The next day began...**

Hye-Rin got up, brushed her teeth, and washed her face. Just as she stepped out of the bathroom, Taehyung arrived.

"Let's go; it's breakfast time. After that, we're going shopping," he said, grabbing her hand.

"W-why? I don't want to go, especially with you!" she protested.

"We're going whether you like it or not," he replied firmly, leading her to the dining table.

After breakfast, he forcefully took her hand and guided her to the car, making her sit in the back seat while he kept a tight hold on her wrist. As the driver started the car, they both fell into an uncomfortable silence.

"Yesterday, you told me I could meet my grandmother today," she finally broke the silence.

"Yes, but not today," he replied.

"But why? Please let me go! I beg you. You can find another girl, but please, let me go!"

He remained silent, his grip on her wrist tightening as he fought to control his anger.

"Leave my wrist! It's hurting, please!" she cried, struggling against his hold. He loosened his grip but didn't release her.

After a short while, they arrived at the mall. He led her inside and took her to a high-end store. "Buy whatever you like, but keep it reasonable. No small clothes," he instructed.

Hye-Rin pouted, looking at the prices with wide eyes. "These clothes are so expensive! For the price of one outfit, I could buy a cozy little apartment!"

Taehyung chuckled, struggling to suppress his laughter. "Don't worry about it. I'll take care of everything. Whatever you buy, I'll pay for it. And if you want an apartment, I could even get you a mansion."

"No! I don't want anything that expensive!" she insisted.

Rolling his eyes, he began picking out dresses and outfits. While she watched him in disbelief, an idea formed in her mind. As he paid for the items, she seized the opportunity to slip out of the store and make a run for it.

But as she dashed into the mall, a group of muscular men blocked her path. Suddenly, she felt a warm breath against her ear. "Where are you going, my love?"

It was Taehyung, smirking as he approached her. Fear coursed through her veins. "What, do you think I'm stupid or dumb?" he laughed, gripping her wrist tightly as he marched her to another store. "Idiot."

Fuming, she shot him an angry glare, but her stomach twisted with discomfort. "I... I think I have to go to the bathroom," she admitted.

He led her to the women's restroom, and as she entered, panic set in—she had just gotten her period. Stepping back outside, she hesitated. "Um, actually..."

"I'm listening," he prompted, raising an eyebrow.

Embarrassed, she struggled to find her words. He seemed to read her mind and said, "You go ahead. I'll be waiting."

As she entered the restroom, Taehyung went into a nearby store, picking up pads and even a pair of underwear for her while avoiding eye contact with anyone. After paying, he returned with a hoodie and jeans in hand.

He approached a saleswoman and instructed her, "Give these to her, please."

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