"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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Taehyung walked into the basement, a determined expression on his face. "Good work," he said, acknowledging the successful capture of the man responsible for burning the hall. However, his face clenched slightly as he realized that the other man involved in the incident was still at large. The man they had captured was not giving the information needed to locate his commarade.
Taehyung's anger was continuing to build with each moment that passed. The captured man had revealed valuable information - the mastermind behind the plan was a man named Draco. Jin-soo, had also managed to gather crucial details about the culprit.
Jin-soo, a mysterious figure with a dual identity. In the surface world, he played the role of Taehyung's loyal secretary, a trusted confidant and diligent assistant. However, in the shadows of the underworld, he had cultivated a reputation as an exceptional hacker, renowned for his ability to access even the most closely guarded digital information.
Taehyung's patience had reached its limit. With the revelation of the mastermind behind recent events, his self-control was on the brink of collapse. The time for holding back had passed; the captive in his basement would imminently experience the intensity of Taehyung's wrath. Restraint had given way to retribution, which was to be delivered with resolute fervor.
The horrific vision of Isabella trapped in the fiery hall tormented Taehyung's mind as he gazed at the captive man before him. Each memory made the scene more intense, stoking the rage inside him against the responsible party. Taehyung's hands clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned pale, signaling the fierce anger boiling inside him.
Taehyung, now moving purposefully towards the man tied up before him, spoke with a chilling determination. "Let me ask you something," he said, his voice laced with a mix of curiosity and threat. "Do you know what the slowest and most excruciating way to die is?" He paused, letting his words sink in, eyes fixed on the man as he awaited a response.
The man restrained before Taehyung had been subjected to relentless torture by Taehyung's man, trying to get what's coming up.
"Slow and painful, like losing your love, or burning alive!" he responded, emphasizing the agony of both experiences.
As Taehyung continued speaking, he lowered his tone, his voice becoming softer but more intense. As he revealed, "I've experienced the slow and painful loss of love once before, decades ago, and recently I was on the verge of losing my love again." His eyes held a deep pain, the weight of his emotions evident in every word that escaped his lips.
Taehyung's voice took on a more forceful tone, his teeth clenched tightly as he spoke with a mix of anger and relief. "And if I hadn't arrived as quickly as I did, Isabella would have suffered-No! I'll never let Something bad happened to her."
Taehyung's clenched fist and tense expression revealed how deeply he was affected by the thought of losing Isabella.
Taehyung's hand ran through his hair, his voice carrying a tone of retribution and anger. "Don't you think it's only fair that you experience what I'm feeling right now?" he snarled, his words laced with a hint of satisfaction. The implication was clear: Taehyung believed in repaying wrongdoings with an equal measure of pain and suffering, and he intended to make the man taste his own medicine.
