A Love To Kill For

Chapter:5

The air in the estate had become thick with unspoken tension. Every day, Taehyung's presence felt like a weight on your shoulders, and each night, you found yourself unable to sleep, constantly thinking about his words, his touch. His obsession with you had started to become impossible to ignore.

He was everywhere now-always watching, always nearby. You began to notice the subtle ways he controlled your every move. He picked your clothes, chose your meals, and even decided when you should rest. His gaze never left you, and when it did, you could feel his eyes following you, a constant reminder that you were never alone.

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It was late one evening when it finally happened.

You were sitting in the living room, reading a book, when Taehyung entered. His usual calm demeanor was gone. His eyes were darker tonight, sharper. His movements deliberate.

"___," he said, his voice low, almost soothing. "You've been avoiding me."

You didn't look up, pretending to read. "I'm not avoiding you, Taehyung. I just needed some time to myself."

He walked closer, his steps slow and calculated. "Space? From me?" His voice was tight with something darker now, an edge that hadn't been there before.

You finally met his gaze, and the intensity of it made your stomach tighten. "You don't need an explanation."

But Taehyung wasn't satisfied with that. His face softened for a moment, but there was something darker behind his eyes. "You're not going anywhere. You're mine."

Before you could respond, he closed the distance between you, pushing you back into the couch, his hands gripping your arms, holding you in place.

Your breath caught in your throat, your heart hammering as you tried to pull away. "Taehyung, stop!"

But he didn't. His eyes narrowed, his voice turning rough. "I've been patient. Too patient." He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear. "But I can't keep pretending that I'm not what you need."

His hands slid down your arms, his fingers digging into your sides, forcing you closer to him. "You can't keep running from me, ___. You belong with me. Don't you understand that?"

You tried to push him away, but he was too strong. His lips captured yours in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was fierce, desperate, almost punishing. His tongue slipped into your mouth without hesitation, tasting you, claiming you. You froze, your mind racing. His kiss was demanding, overpowering, and for a brief moment, you couldn't breathe.

You tried to pull away, but Taehyung's hand slid into your hair, holding you in place. He deepened the kiss, his lips moving urgently against yours. His breath was hot against your skin as he kissed you harder, more insistently, as if he was trying to break through every barrier you put up.

"Taehyung, please..." you gasped, your hands pushing against his chest, but he didn't relent.

"No more words," he growled, his hand gripping your jaw, forcing you to face him. "You're mine now. You've always been mine."

You felt his body pressing against yours, the heat of him making it impossible to focus. His hands roamed, touching you with a possessiveness that left you breathless. He kissed you again, harder this time, his lips bruising yours. His tongue invaded your mouth, tasting you in a way that left you weak and confused.

You tried to turn your head, but he wouldn't let you. His grip tightened, his lips never leaving yours, as if he was determined to claim every inch of you. Every part of you felt alive with the intensity of his kiss, and yet, a part of you screamed for him to stop.

"Stop," you whispered between kisses, but your voice was swallowed by his lips, his hunger, his need.

He paused, his lips hovering over yours, his breath mingling with yours. "You don't get to tell me to stop, ___," he murmured, his eyes flashing with something dark. "You're mine, and you'll never be able to escape that."

Before you could protest, he kissed you again-harder, more urgently. His hands roamed down your body, gripping you tightly as if afraid you might slip away. His kisses were deep, relentless, each one demanding more from you than you were willing to give. But with every touch, every kiss, you felt the walls around your heart crumble.

Finally, he pulled back just enough to look you in the eye. His lips were swollen, his eyes dark with desire. "You'll understand," he whispered. "You'll see that I'm the only one who can give you what you need."

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Later That Night

You lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, your body still trembling from the intensity of what had just happened. The kiss, the forcefulness, the way Taehyung had consumed you-everything