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She begged him to lower the speed, but he ignored her pleas, tightening his grip on her hand on the gear lever. "P-Please, lower the speed! You're scaring me! I beg you, let go of my hand!"

He glanced at her, his deep, husky voice cutting through the tension as he replied, "What do you think, princess? Am I going to let you go that easily? I always get what I want, and once I have it, I never let go. When we arrive home, I'll show you who's boss here. Do you understand, darling?"

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked at him, panic rising in her voice. "N-No, please! I beg you, don't do anything to me! Please!"

He smirked, his tone teasing. "Why not? This is our first night together, darling. I don't want to waste it on sleep."

"N-No, please! I beg you, Taehyung! I don't even have any experience!" she cried, her voice trembling.

He turned to her, still smirking. "So you're afraid because you lack experience, huh? Don't worry. I won't be rough; I promise to be gentle. And don't call me Taehyung. Call me 'Daddy.'"

She looked at him, shock evident on her face, but she didn't respond. He added, "If you call me 'Daddy,' then I'll let you sleep tonight."

Taking a deep breath, she replied, "O-Okay, Daddy."

He smirked, trying not to laugh at how cute and childlike her voice sounded when she said "Daddy." "Good girl," he praised.

After a while, they arrived at the mansion. He got out of the car, walked to her side, and opened the door, picking her up effortlessly.

"P-Please, put me down! I can walk by myself!" she protested.

He smirked as he carried her toward the main door. "I know you can walk, but how can you walk in that heavy wedding dress, darling? You're my princess, and now you're a mafia queen, so let me take care of you."

Inside, all the maids bowed to them, congratulating them. He took her into his room and set her down on the bed. "Now go take a shower," he instructed.

She got up and headed to the bathroom. After her shower, she put on some baggy clothes and stepped out. Taehyung glanced at her, his desire to touch her evident, but he knew he shouldn't just yet. Instead, he ruffled her hair playfully before heading into the bathroom for his own shower.

As she sat on the bed, her thoughts raced. *Why am I feeling this way? Why does my heart skip a beat whenever he comes close to me? No, I can't feel this way. I hate him. I never liked him. No, no, no! I have to control myself!*

Laying down on the bed, she closed her eyes but didn't sleep right away. Taehyung emerged from the bathroom, dressed in comfortable clothes. Thinking she had already fallen asleep, he sat on the edge of the bed and began stroking her hair gently. Then, he lay down behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer, resting his head on her shoulder.

She could feel him against her back but stayed silent, keeping her eyes closed and pretending to sleep. He whispered softly, "In your embrace, I have found my forever—a place where love knows no limits, and dreams are but a heartbeat away. Together, we will create a world where love is the only language, and in that world, I find my truest self, eternally entwined with you."

He closed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. She felt a warm blush creep onto her cheeks as her stomach fluttered with butterflies. After a while, they both drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's warmth.

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