ʍǟɖɛ ʄօʀ ɛǟƈɦ օȶɦɛʀ [KIM TAEHYUNG Indian ff]

Chapter - 65

As they return from the site to the mansion only to get the news of Juha and Daehyung 's death and they quickly leave for their last rituals..

The air was heavy with sorrow as the Kim family gathered in the grand hall of the Juha and her husband 's mansion, draped in somber shades of black and grey. The atmosphere was suffocating, the weight of loss pressing down on everyone. Juha and Daehyung's framed photographs stood on an elegant table, surrounded by white lilies and candles, their smiling faces immortalized in stark contrast to the grief that enveloped the room.

Taehyung stood beside Y/N, his expression grim. Though he had his differences with Juha and Daehyung, they were still family, and their sudden passing left a void that no one could ignore. His mother sobbed quietly, clinging to her husband for comfort, while other family members whispered prayers under their breath.

It was Y/N's turn to offer her respects. Without a word, she stepped forward, her maroon saree flowing behind her like a queen walking to her throne. Her face was a mask of calm, devoid of the sorrow and anguish that painted the faces around her.

As she knelt to place the flowers in front of the photos, her hands moved with practiced grace, but her eyes betrayed a glint of something far deeper-something sinister. Leaning in close, her lips barely moved as she whispered, her voice inaudible to anyone else.

YN : "This is what happens when you mess with me,"

she murmured softly, her words dripping with satisfaction.

YN :"Hanna's lies, Daehyung's filthy hands, Juha's scheming-justice has been served. Rest in peace... if you can."

A smirk flickered on her lips for the briefest moment before she composed herself, her face returning to its serene facade. She straightened up, clasping her hands in front of her as if in prayer, and stepped back to stand beside Taehyung.

Taehyung glanced at her, his brow furrowing slightly.

Taehyung : "Are you okay?"

he asked, his voice low and concerned.

Y/N turned to him, her expression softening into one of practiced grief. She reached for his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

YN : "I'm fine," (she said quietly, her voice steady). "Just praying for their peace."

Taehyung nodded, pulling her closer as he draped an arm around her shoulders.

Taehyung : "They're in a better place now,"

he said, more to himself than to her.

Y/N leaned into his embrace, hiding the satisfaction that coursed through her veins. Her gaze briefly flicked back to the photographs, a silent reminder that she was not a woman to be crossed.

As the family resumed their prayers, Y/N stood silently by Taehyung's side, her mind already moving on from Juha and Daehyung. They were just another chapter in the story of her unwavering loyalty to her husband-and her ruthless determination to protect him, no matter the cost.

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Few days later ~