Badboy Bully x Innocent girl. °《~ON GOING~》°
Warning:- This story contains Bullying, mature content 🔞.
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▫️KIM TAEHYUNG
the billionaire mafia son, was known for his ruthless ways and heartless behavior.
He was the next in lin...
He strode toward the door with a commanding presence. Yn hesitated but quickly scrambled to her feet, clutching his bag tightly and bend down to pick her own bag and tossed it behind her back. And started followed him like a lost child, her mind spinning with fear and confusion. Her whole face was now red and puffy.
When they reached the door, Taehyung glanced at it, a smirk playing on his lips.
Taehyung: "Open the door"
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The door instantly opened, revealing his friends standing outside. Yn's eyes widened in shock. Her mind couldn't comprehend how it opened so quickly now.
She remembered how desperately she had banged on that very door, crying and begging for it to open... but no one came to her rescue.
Her innocent mind couldn't grasp the dark reality of what was unfolding. Her lips quivered, confusion and fear mixing in her tear-filled eyes.
Yn : "H-how...? W-why didn't they open it when I...?"
Taehyung let out a low chuckle, stepping closer to her, his tall frame towering over her trembling one. His friends stood on either side of the door, their amused smirks making it clear that they had been enjoying the show.
Taehyung: "Because, little doll..." he leaned in, "they don't take orders from anyone but me."
Yn's breath hitched, her grip tightening around his bag as she took a shaky step back.
Taehyung: "You?" he tilted his head, eyes gleaming with dark amusement-"You're nothing to them. Just like you're nothing without me."
Her lips quivered, her mind spinning. Nothing made sense. How did he have so much control? Why was this happening?
She looked at his friends, her voice barely above a whisper.
Yn: "B-but... I begged... I-I cried..."
One of his friends snickered. Another leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed. They all looked so... unbothered.
Taehyung let out a deep sigh, as if bored. Then in one swift motion, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her forward making her stumble into his chest.
Taehyung: (mockingly) "Tsk. Still not getting it, huh?"
His fingers trailed up to her chin, tilting her face up so she had no choice but to meet his cold, piercing gaze.
Taehyung: "This is my game. My rules. You're just a player in it... no, correction-"
His grip tightened slightly, his smirk deepening.
Taehyung: "You're my doll. And I? I'm your owner."
Yn's heart pounded against her ribs, her entire body trembling as his words sank in.
