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Finallyyyyyyyyyyyy updated Sexy Maid after decades, God!!!

But i messed up everything sry!!
I'm so sorry, guys… I honestly feel like this part isn't good at all 😭 I’m so disappointed in myself. I already know it’s gonna be the shit-est chapter you’ll ever read ✋🤡 and honestly, I'm not happy with the plot either, but heyyy… at least I tried, right? 😭

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His footsteps echoed on the polished marble floor, each step slow, deliberate, and heavy with dominance. The sound reverberated through the dimly lit room like a predator’s warning growl. Shadows from the flickering candle on the dresser danced across his broad shoulders and sharp jawline, accentuating every lethal angle of his face.

Taehyung’s wet hair clung to his temples, droplets sliding down his neck to his sculpted collarbones, tracing the ridges of muscle across his chest before disappearing beneath the towel draped low around his hips. The faint scent of expensive cologne mixed with soap and something darker—him. Pure sin.

You sat perched on the bed, wrists tied delicately above your head with the silky red scarf he’d used earlier. Your body trembled—not from fear, but from anticipation. Your breath hitched as his piercing gaze landed on you.

"Good girl," he murmured, his voice rich and dangerous, laced with authority. His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he stalked closer. "Didn't run. Didn't fight."

You swallowed hard, lowering your lashes submissively. "No... mm."

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Y/N's POV:

I still have to play this pathetic little role—wide-eyed, trembling like a scared teenage girl. Ugh, it’s humiliating, but worth every second. I’ll do anything to sink my claws deeper into him, to make him crave me like an addiction he can’t shake.

Don’t worry, Daddy. Sit back, enjoy the act. Watch me pretend I’m fragile and innocent. Let yourself believe I’m powerless under your gaze. Because when the performance is over, you'll be tangled so tightly in my web you won’t remember life before me.

I lower my lashes, bite my lip, and shrink back like a kitten cornered by a wolf. Let him think he’s the predator. That’s the fun part. I’ll follow every order, every command, like I’m some helpless toy for him to play with. But I know exactly what I’m doing.

He's Daddy-coded, dangerous, dripping with that intoxicating dominance that makes my blood burn. And I want him. No—I need him.

Soon, he won't be the one in control. Soon, he'll be mine.

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Author's POV:

The dark smirk that tugged at his lips sent a shiver down your spine. He reached the edge of the bed, towering over you, and for a moment he simply stared—like a predator savoring his prey. Water dripped from his hair onto the black silk sheets, but he didn’t care. His attention was all on you.

"Perfect," he whispered, dragging the word out slowly, savoring it. "I love when my kitten behaves."

He leaned forward, planting one palm beside your head, his shadow enveloping you completely. You inhaled sharply as the warmth of his body washed over you, heat radiating off his damp skin. His other hand reached for the knot binding your wrists, and with one smooth tug, the silk scarf unraveled, slipping from your skin like a whisper.