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"𝙈𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙙,"
He murmured, his voice soft and hauntingly sweet. The innocence was a knife to her heart. Y/N looked at him, her gaze cold and full of grief.
"𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙖𝙚𝙝𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨,"
She whispered, the bitterness dripping from every word.
"𝙃𝙚 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚."
Taehyung didn't flinch. Instead, something dark sparked in the depths of his pupils, drowning out the light. The saint she had been protecting vanished, and a predator took his place. He moved toward her, his presence heavy and demanding.
"𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚."
Y/N's breath hitched as he backed her against the wall, his heat radiating through her thin towel.
"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩?"
"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚,"
He growled, his hand moving to grip her wrists with a familiar, bruising strength. He leaned in until his lips brushed her ear, his voice dropping into a filthy, dominant rasp.
"𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗜'𝗺 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀