Taehyung continued, "You asked me, What I'm capable of," His voice remained hushed, his words a raw expression of his feelings."I'm capable of burning this world for you," he repeated, the intensity of his emotions evident in his tone. He continued, his passion rising, "Digging millions of graves, haunting those nightmares that haunt you, embracing you every night, ensuring your peaceful sleep without the aid of sleeping pills.
He paused, his voice lowering to a barely audible whisper. "loving you with every fiber of my being until my last breath, gazing upon you for eternity without blinking. Giving you all the love, every second, that you've craved until now."
Taehyung paused, his voice serious as he attempted to articulate the reasons behind the kiss." You wanted to know why I kissed you..." he repeated, a hint of introspection in his tone.
He took a deep breath, as if to steady himself, before continuing, "I love you, Isabella," he began, his words infused with a deep sincerity. "At first, I'm not sure when I sealed my lips with yours... but when I realized, I deepened the kiss... to let you know... just how much I love you." He paused momentarily, his voice growing more resolute as he continued, "I wanted you to feel my love. I can't express my feelings to you... not now when you... when you hate me."
He paused, his voice growing more intense."The only thing I can do is to make you feel my love in every fiber of your body."
Taehyung closed his eyes, silently listening to the faint sounds of her breaths through the phone. The steady rhythm soothed his restless heart, and for a moment, he could almost pretend that she was right there beside him.
Taehyung leaned back into the bed, shifting to settle himself against his pillow. Placing the phone closer to him, he made sure to keep it within reach so he could still hear her faint sleeping breaths.He looked down at the phone, his gaze never leaving it as he listened to the gentle sounds of her breathing. The sight of the device and the thought of her on the other end gave him comfort as if they were connected in some small way.
The night passed slowly, with Taehyung listening to the sound of her sleeping breaths through the phone. By morning, he suddenly heard her yawn on the other end of the call, followed by a wince as she likely sat up, her headache most likely striking due to the alcohol from the night before.Taehyung whispered, "Good morning," before quickly cutting off the call, silently wishing he could be there to relieve her headache.
Taehyung rises from his bed and begins preparing for work, realizing they are both late for the office. Isabella's tardiness is attributed to the fact that she slept in due to her drunken state the night before, and Taehyung is late for the opposite reason — he spent the night listening to her gentle breaths on the phone.
Taehyung stepped out of his Mansion and made his way to his car, a black and sleek Mustang Dark Horse. He was dressed in all black attire, sporting a white shirt with the buttons undone, revealing a hint of his toned chest. His blonde hair, slightly disheveled and messy, and his black sunglasses added an extra touch of style.
Even Taehyung's guards found themselves in awe as they caught sight of him, his charm and confident aura captivating them. There was something about his hurried state that made him look even sexier - it was as if he exuded an effortless sensuality without even trying and that's true. He signaled his bodyguards to not follow him, and they obediently did so, watching from a distance.
He swiftly slipped into the car and started the engine, the sleek vehicle purring to life. He dialed Jimin's number. Jimin picked up the phone and listened as Taehyung spoke, asking, "Where are you?"Jimin responded, "Outside the building. Why?"
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THE WORLD SHE PAINTED RED |KTH(18+)
Fanfiction"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...
