THE WORLD SHE PAINTED RED |KTH(18+)

CH-59| DINOSOUR!~

Isabella rolled her eyes, as she suggested, "Why don't we use the car? It'll be faster and more convenient." Her tone was matter-of-fact, her practical side coming through.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, the playfulness still lingering in his eyes. "And miss the chance to explore the city on foot?" he teased.

He glanced around, taking in the charming Parisian streets, the subtle scent of freshly baked goods in the air. His gaze shifted to Isabella before returning to the bustling streets around them. "Why rush through in a car when we can take our time and truly experience the city? Its every nook and cranny, every hidden gem just waiting to be discovered?"

Isabella's eyes darted between Taehyung and the cobblestone streets surrounding them. After a moment, a determined look flashed across her face.

"Very well," she declared, a hint of challenge in her tone. "We'll explore the city on foot, then. Let's see what hidden gems Parisian streets have in store for us."

He offered his arm to her, a sly grin on his face. "Shall we, then, my lady?" As Isabella hung her bag in his arm and started walking, Taehyung chuckled softly.

He kept pace beside her, his stride effortlessly matching hers. The sound of their footsteps echoed through the narrow Parisian streets, accompanied by the faint sounds of distant conversations and the occasional hum of passing scooters.

As they continued their stroll through the cobblestones, Taehyung observed Isabella's every step. Her high heels struggled to find purchase on the rocky surface, causing her to wobble occasionally.

His jaw clenched slightly as he cursed silently to himself, mentally kicking himself for not paying more attention to her footwear.

Taehyung quickened his pace and reached her side. His eyes darted around, taking in their surroundings as he called out her name in a soft yet commanding tone, "Bella."

She turned to him, a slight frown creasing her brow as he approached. He could see the frustration in her face, likely due to her struggle with the cobblestones in her heels.

In a swift, seamless motion, Taehyung bent down and scooped Isabella into his strong arms, lifting her off the ground as if she weighed no more than a feather.

The action was both unexpected and almost instinctual, his muscles flexing subtly as he held her bridal-style against his chest. A part of him relished the feel of her slender frame nestled against him, but he quickly reminded himself to focus on getting her off the uneven cobblestones.

Taehyung maintained a resolute expression as he continued to carry her in his arms, his grip firm and unwavering.

Isabella's initial shock and surprise at being scooped up in Taehyung's arms quickly faded, replaced by a frown of irritation. Her eyes fixed on him, a mix of annoyance and a hint of surprise evident in her gaze.

"What the hell are you doing?" she demanded, her voice laced with a hint of irritation. "Put me down."

With a gentle yet firm grip, Taehyung held her securely against his chest, preventing her from squirming or attempting to break free. Sensing her initial resistance, he spoke firmly, his voice leaving no room for negotiation.

"Stop moving, or else I'll drop you right here," he warned, his tone serious yet tinged with a hint of playful mischief.

Isabella protested again, her voice sharp and laced with frustration.

The store was designed with elegance, with rows of shoes and boots on display. The ambiance exuded a sense of luxury and sophistication.

"Put me down, Kim Taehyung," she demanded, her eyes narrowing as she glared at him. "Otherwise, I'll kill you."