"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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Isabella was driving fiercely, her mind preoccupied with the chaos that had just unfolded. The events of the recent encounter played out in her head, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and thoughts. She clutched the steering wheel tightly, her eyes fixed on the road, as if seeking a release from the tumult within her mind. The car accelerated, mirroring the tempestuous state of her thoughts.
Isabella's vision began to blur as a pain spread through her chest, as if her heart was being squeezed. She blinked furiously, trying to clear her sight, but the tears that had welled up in her eyes refused to recede. The pain in her heart intensified with each passing moment, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.
In the quiet moments on the terrace before Samarah's birthday, Isabella had unexpectedly opened up to Taehyung, sharing her feelings and thoughts that she had kept buried deep within herself for so long. She had trusted him enough to unveil her vulnerable side, exposing parts of herself that few had seen. Little did she know that in doing so, she had unwittingly begun to build a connection, a foundation of trust that now added to the pain of betrayal.
Even though Isabella didn't want to acknowledge it, she found herself admitting that she had started to trust Taehyung, if only a little bit. It was a subtle admission, perhaps only 20% of her total trust level, but she had indeed allowed herself to let her guard down slightly. This realization added to the turmoil of her emotions, further complicating her feelings about him.
As the anger coursed through her veins, a realization hit Isabella like a ton of bricks. She remembered saying to Taehyung that she wasn't killing him just because she wanted proof, whether to ensure her father's desire for the partnership or to prove her innocence.
But in reality, If she had truly wanted to, she could have killed him without even thinking twice, all within the same day that she had overheard his conversation with Jimin. The truth of her own deeds weighed heavily upon her, adding fuel to the fire of her seething anger.
And this is what pained Isabella even more that today for the very first time in her life, she had hesitated to pull the trigger on someone, and that someone was Taehyung himself. Despite her history of being ruthless and single-minded in her actions, something within her had made her pause when it came to him. This realization filled her with confusion and self-doubt, adding to the turmoil of emotions swirling within her.
Isabella hurriedly parked her car in front of her mansion and quickly got out, storming into the building with a sense of urgency. As she entered the front door, she slammed it shut behind her, finally releasing some of the pent-up frustration and confusion that had been building within her.
As soon as Isabella stepped into the hall, pent-up frustration surged through her veins, and she couldn't help but unleash her anger. With a swift motion, she grabbed a vase from one of the shelves and hurled it across the hall, watching as it shattered against the wall. Feeling the need to release even more of her anger, she then kicked the table in the middle of the hall, causing it to slam against the floor with a loud thud.
