itsdarksun
"Your pride is beautiful, sweetheart, but it belongs to me now. If I want you pinned against this desk, you stay pinned."
HYBE has fallen. Ruhi Roychowdhary, a ruthless billionaire CEO, steps in to save BTS from a catastrophic scandal-but her salvation comes with a catch: absolute control.
While the other members choose cautious diplomacy, Kim Taehyung chooses war. He refuses to be managed, controlled, or broken. But Ruhi doesn't negotiate with her assets. She commands them.
Bound by his contract, Taehyung is dragged into her private world, where the boundaries between corporate punishment and raw, unfiltered desire completely disintegrate.
"Ruhi... please. Don't do this to me," he whispers, his voice cracking as his knees sink into the plush rug.
"Look at me," she orders, her fingers tangling in his soft curls to tilt his face up. "I didn't ask. I commanded. Kneel."
Forced into submission, Taehyung faces a terrifying reality: his body responds wildly to her authority, and beneath his burning fury lies a desperate hunger for her touch. But when a brutal family betrayal cracks Ruhi's bulletproof armor, he sees the bleeding, exhausted woman beneath the Empress. He realizes her terrifying dominance isn't just a cage-it is an absolute shield.
In sweaty, desperate bedroom encounters where teeth clash and wrists are pinned, Taehyung makes the ultimate choice to stop fighting the hands that hold him.
"You are mine," she groans against his mouth, her hips aligning with his. "Say it."
"I'm yours," Taehyung gasps, his eyes blown wide with desire. "God, Ruhi, please... I'm yours."