UNLOVED WIFE

62. BROKEN PLEAS

I AM SORRY FOR SUCH A HUGE WAIT MY BRAIN IS DISTURBED FOR MY UPCOMING EXAM AS I HAVE TOLD YOU, THIS EXAM IS NOT SOME COLLEGE EXAM MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT

ENJOY, I HOPE YOU WILL LOVE IT

I LOVED EVERY BIT OF WRITING FOR YOU CUTIEPATOOTIES

THERE MAY BE MISTAKES AS I HAVE NOT PROOF READ IT

I LOVE YOU

BYE BYE, SEE YOU IN COMMENTS

His grip on the seat tightened as a wave of fear coiled in his chest, suffocating him. The dim glow of the streetlights outside cast fleeting shadows across his pale face, highlighting the terror in his wide, blue eyes.

"No..." he whispered, masking a trembling smile. His voice cracked, a forced laugh escaping his lips. "You're kidding, right?"

Bogum, unfazed, kept his gaze on the road, smirking as the engine hummed ominously. Without warning, his hand slid down to Taehyung's thigh, a touch too firm, too intrusive.

Taehyung flinched, his breath hitching as he shoved the hand away with trembling fingers.

Panic tightened his throat. His voice broke, laced with muffled sobs he desperately tried to suppress. "What are you doing?" he stammered, his heart pounding like a drumbeat in his ears.

Bogum's smile deepened, his tone chillingly calm. "What am I doing?" he echoed, feigning innocence, his voice tinged with mockery. "Why are you acting like this, Taehyung?"

Taehyung's shaky hands darted to the door handle, his mind screaming for an escape. But the door didn't budge-it was locked. His stomach sank, a pit of despair swallowing him whole.

Bogum's grip tightened on his thigh, harder this time, sending shivers of revulsion through Taehyung's body. "We've already kissed and done more, remember?" Bogum's voice turned menacingly soft, almost a whisper. "Why are you pretending now?"

Taehyung's world froze. His wide eyes locked onto Bogum's face in disbelief. "What...what are you talking about?" he stammered, the words barely audible as his lips quivered.

Bogum chuckled, the sound low and sinister, like a predator toying with its prey. "Oh, don't tell me you've forgotten," he said, leaning closer. His breath ghosted over Taehyung's skin. "Five years ago. You were coming back from Yoongi's apartment and we......"

The mention of that name struck Taehyung like a thunderbolt. Rage surged through his veins, momentarily eclipsing his fear. This man was the root of his nightmares, the architect of his ruined life.

Tears spilled from Taehyung's eyes, streaking down his flushed cheeks. His body trembled uncontrollably, a cacophony of emotions-fear, anger, despair-threatening to overwhelm him.

He had fought so hard, clawed his way out of the darkness after battling for 5 years. And fate brought him again to the person who ruined his life.

His voice cracked as he sobbed, choking on his words. "Why...why are you doing this to me?" he cried, his fists clenching helplessly on his lap and struggling to get out. "What did I ever do to you?"

Bogum's eyes glinted with a maniacal light, his grin widening. He leaned in further, his presence suffocating, his voice dripping with malice. "Because, Taehyung," he said, his tone eerily calm. "You were always mine. From the very moment i saw you"

Taehyung's vision blurred as panic clawed at his chest. The walls of the car felt like they were closing in, trapping him with the devil. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All he could feel was the suffocating weight of his fear and the cold realization that there was no escape.