"I won't die poor and powerless!" she declared, her voice trembling with determination.
"Then sell your soul to me," he whispered, his lips curling into a sinister smirk, eyes gleaming as he watched the desperation flicker in her gaze.
In a world wh...
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chapter twenty three|| Untold truth ||
Moscow Russia;
The entire mansion is in chaos. Y/n's scream pierces the air, reverberating through the grand hall. The sound of shattering glass follows, as if the very walls themselves are trembling. Maids rush about, their panicked voices blending into the din, calling out to each other as they try to restore order. Broken glass litters the floor, glinting in the dim light like sharp, dangerous stars. The mansion feels alive with tension, every corner echoing with the aftermath of Y/n's outburst. It's as if the entire world has come undone, spiraling into a frenzy that no one can control. The guards barely managed to stammer out the situation before Taehyung ended the call and sped home, his mind racing. The moment he stepped into the mansion, the chaos hit him like a wave—maids frantically cleaning shattered glass, voices echoing in disarray, and then Y/n, barreling towards him with wild eyes.
She grabbed his collar with trembling hands, her face inches from his, and screamed with a ferocity that cut through the noise, "Where the fuck are my sons? Answer me, damn it! I swear, I'll kill everyone if I have to! Did you hear me?"
Her voice cracked with desperation, her nails digging into the fabric of his shirt as if she was holding on to the last shred of sanity. Her words were laced with terror and rage, her eyes searching his face for answers he didn't yet have.
Taehyung's heart pounded as he gently grasped Y/n's wrists, trying to steady her trembling hands. His voice, calm but strained, broke through the storm of her panic. "Baby, calm down, they're safe, okay? I would never let anything happen to them."
But his reassurance only seemed to fuel her rage further. Y/n's eyes widened, her voice rising as she yanked her hands free from his grip, desperation dripping from every word. "Where are my kids? Answer me! Why aren't they home? Where did you take them, huh?!" Her voice was hoarse from screaming, cracking under the weight of her fear.
Taehyung's voice was calm but firm as he held Y/n by the shoulders, trying to steady her. "Why are you behaving like this? They're my sons too. Where would I take them, huh?" His eyes searched hers, pleading for her to listen, to understand. "They're at the hospital for their vaccinations. The nannies are with them, Y/n. They're safe. Please, calm down."
But Y/n's breath was ragged, her hands still clutching his collar as if the explanation wasn't enough to erase the panic storming through her. Her eyes were wild, distrust flickering in them like a flame that refused to be extinguished.
Y/n's voice shook with rage as she shoved Taehyung back, her grip on his collar tightening before she released him. "How dare you send them without telling me?" she hissed, her eyes blazing with fury. "They're fucking newborns, Taehyung! You had no right to take them without telling me!" Her entire body trembled with anger and fear, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios. She felt powerless, as though her children had been ripped away from her without her consent.
