Y/N's world felt colder, emptier, without Taehyung. The ache in her heart was unyielding, but she wore a mask of composure, hiding the raw wound of his absence. Days passed in a haze, each one harder than the last, until she found herself at the mercy of Davin's cold and calculating gaze.
Davin had wasted no time. With Taehyung gone, his power over her was absolute, and he intended to use it.
On the morning of her forced wedding, Y/N sat alone in her room, draped in ornate wedding attire that felt more like shackles than celebration. The fabric was heavy, adorned with jewels that sparkled under the dim candlelight. Her fingers brushed over her wrists, where faint bruises from Davin's grip still lingered, painful reminders of his anger and control. She swallowed back tears, her mind racing with memories of Taehyung's warm touch, his gentle gaze.
A sharp knock echoed through the room, and Davin strode in, his expression harsh and unforgiving. He walked toward her, his eyes sweeping over her with a possessive gleam that made her skin crawl.
"You look... fitting," he said, his voice laced with contempt. "This is how you should have looked all along, bound to me, not him."
Y/N clenched her jaw, forcing herself to remain silent, her gaze fixed on the floor. She felt his hand roughly grip her chin, forcing her to look at him. His eyes were cold, devoid of the tenderness she had known with Taehyung.
"Did you really think you could run away with him?" he sneered, his voice dripping with bitterness. "He's gone now, Y/N. And you're mine. The sooner you accept that, the easier this will be."
She bit back her retort, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing her break. Instead, she stared at him defiantly, her silence speaking volumes.
Davin's grip tightened, his face twisting with anger. "You're going to be my wife now," he hissed. "And I expect obedience. Your foolish dreams are over."
He released her, and she staggered back, her heart pounding as she fought to keep her composure. She felt trapped, suffocated by the weight of the expectations forced upon her. Every fiber of her being screamed to escape, to find some way out, but with each passing moment, she felt that hope slipping further and further away.
The ceremony was a blur, a mockery of the love and joy she had once dreamed of sharing with someone worthy. As she stood before Davin, reciting vows that felt hollow and false, she felt a numbness settle over her. She kept her gaze forward, refusing to look at him, to acknowledge the man who had stolen her freedom.
In the quietest corner of her heart, she clung to Taehyung's memory, to the note he had left her, a faint reminder of the love they had shared. And as Davin slipped the heavy ring onto her finger, she made her own vow, silent and strong:
No matter how much he tried to control her, he would never have her heart. That would forever belong to Taehyung, and not even death could take that from her.
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A Crowned Heart
Romance"I was born to protect you, but somewhere along the way, I forgot that I was never meant to love you. If I could give you my heart, my title, my very soul, I would-just to see you happy. But in the end, all I can offer is my sword and a love that mu...
