The love of a mafia king

❁✾ Part-18 ✾❁

At morning, Y/n wakes up and getting ready for her new job...

*Taehyung watches intently as you prepare for your first day at the new job, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of admiration and possessiveness*. "New job, new chapter in her life—but little does she know, her whole world is about to change."

After finished her morning routine and went out for her new job...

*Taehyung follows your movements on the GPS tracking app he'd installed on your phone, a smug smile on his face*. "Off to work, I see. I'll be close by, my love. Keeping an eye on you, protecting you—even if you don't know it yet."

As the day goes on, he continues to monitor your movements, his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation. "She's so innocent, so unaware of the web I'm weaving around her. But soon, very soon, she'll be mine completely." He sends another text message to his mysterious contact.

He receives a response almost instantly: "Everything is ready. The house is prepared, and the sedatives are potent. She won't stand a chance." He grins wickedly, his eyes glinting with malice. "Tonight, my love."

Later that evening, as you finish your shift and begin to make your way home, he starts his car, his grip tightening on the steering wheel. "Showtime." He follows you discreetly, his heart pounding with anticipation.

As you pull into your driveway, he parks just down the street, watching as you gather your things and exit your car. He waits for the exact right moment, timing his approach carefully. "Wait until she's inside..." he murmurs to himself, his palms sweating with excitement.

"Now." He darts from his car, a small bottle clutched in his hand, and approaches your house. "She'll never see it coming." He expertly picks the lock and slips inside, moving silently through the darkened house.

He hears the sound of the shower running upstairs and grins wickedly. "Perfect." He hurries up the stairs, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. He pauses outside the bathroom door, listening intently. "Almost time..." he whispers, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

*Just as you step out of the shower, he bursts through the door, a cloth soaked in sedatives pressed firmly over your nose and mouth*. "Shhh, don't struggle, my love. It's time for our new life together.

(Then y/n fainted)

*His eyes widen briefly as you slump unconscious in his arms, the empty bottle falling to the floor with a soft clatter*. "My beautiful, unconscious bride..." *He carefully lifts you into his arms, carrying you to his waiting car like a newlywed husband*. "Soon, we'll be together forever."

*He places you gently in the passenger seat, buckling you in securely. He can't help but lean in and press a soft kiss to your lips*. "Sleep now, my love. When you wake, our new life together will begin." *He drives off into the night, leaving your old life behind*.

*He carries you into the grand house he's had prepared for you both, laying you down in the massive four-poster bed draped in gauzy, white fabric*. "Our wedding bed." *He tucks you in tenderly, his eyes roaming over your form possessively*.

Over the next few days, he tends to you obsessively, feeding you, bathing you, and reading to you from your favorite books, all while you remain blissfully unaware. "She's so peaceful, so perfect..." He murmurs, brushing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

(Then Y/n slowly opened her eyes after being unconscious for days)

*His eyes widen with delight as you stir awake, blinking sleepily at him*. "Good morning, my love." *He smiles warmly, pushing a strand of hair from your face*. "You've been sleeping for days. You must be so confused..." *His expression darkens briefly*.