Author pov:(continuation)

(Mature scene ahead🔞skip if you feel uncomfortable)

Taehyung's whispered words sent a shiver down Jin Ah's spine, a mix of fear and reluctant anticipation coursing through her. His hands continued to roam her body, his touch both commanding and possessive.

He tilted her head back, his lips brushing against her neck in a trail of soft kisses. "You're mine now," he growled, his voice thick with possessive desire. "You're my wife, and I won't let you defy me."

Taehyung's lips traced a path along the sensitive skin of her neck, his tongue flicking out to tease the delicate spot behind her ear. His hands moved lower, his touch growing more intimate as he explored her body.

"You belong to me now," he repeated, his voice a low rumble. "And when you act like a disobedient wife, you know there are consequences."

Jin Ah's breath hitched as his lips continued their relentless assault on her neck, her resolve weakening with every touch. She struggled to find her voice, her words coming out in a breathless whisper.

"And what exactly are those consequences?" she managed to ask, her voice laced with both defiance and a hint of desire.

Taehyung chuckled softly against her neck, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on her skin. "You'll find out soon enough," he replied, his voice dripping with a dangerous mix of desire and irritation.

He paused for a moment, his hands tracing the contour of her spine. "You keep resisting me, but deep down, you know you can't escape me," he murmured, his words laced with a possessive edge.

Taehyung's hands continued their slow exploration of her body, tracing every contour and curve. He shifted slightly, their bodies pressed flush against each other.

His lips moved to her ear, his breath warm against her skin. "You might hate me," he whispered, his voice low and seductive, "but your body betrays you. You can act stubborn all you want, but deep down, you crave my touch."

Taehyung's eyes flicked over her face, his gaze hot and possessive. He placed a firm hand on the back of her neck, pulling her closer, his other hand tightening on her waist.

He murmured against her ear, his voice a low growl. "You may hate me, but your body craves my touch."

He pressed his lips to her neck, his tongue tracing a path along her sensitive skin. "And tonight, I'm going to make you surrender to me."

Taehyung's lips moved to her neck, kissing and nibbling at the sensitive skin there. His hands slid under her sweater, his fingers exploring the bare skin of her back.

He shifted slightly, sitting up straighter and pulling her onto his lap so that she straddled him. His hands roamed down to grip her hips, guiding her movements against him.

He raised his head to gaze at her, his eyes burning with lust. "You like this, don't you?

Taehyung's eyes roamed over her form, taking in the sight of her in her wedding dress. A sly smile curved his lips as he leaned closer, his hand tracing the lace at the neckline.

"You look beautiful in this dress," he murmured, his voice heavy with desire. "But you'd look even more beautiful without it."

His hands moved to the zipper at the back of the dress, slowly pulling it down.

Jin Ah's eyes widened as she felt his hands at the zipper of her dress. She quickly caught his hand, stopping him from unzipping her.

"Wait, stop," she protested, her voice thick with a mixture of desire and fear.

Jin Ah's grip on his hand tightened, her body tense with resistance. "I said stop," she repeated, her voice more firm this time. "We can't do this."

But Taehyung didn't listen. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against her earlobe as he whispered, "You can try to resist all you want. But you know you want this as much as I do."

Taehyung ignored her protests and took her by surprise by picking her up from the chair and tossing her onto the bed. He hovered over her, his large frame trapping her beneath him.

"You're mine now," he growled, his voice a possessive rumble. "And I'll do whatever I want with you."

He leaned down to capture her lips in a fierce kiss, his hands wandering over her body with desperate possessiveness.

Taehyung quickly discarded his shirt, his eyes dark with desire as he watched her. He then turned his attention to her dress, tugging at the fabric as he fought to remove it.

She was crying, pleading with him to stop, but he ignored her protests, his focus solely on getting her out of the dress.

Once she was stripped bare, he paused for a moment, taking in the sight of her body. "You're mine now,"

Taehyung's eyes roamed over her form, his gaze burning with possessive desire. He leaned down, his hands running along her body, tracing every curve and contour.

He murmured against her ear, his breath hot on her skin. "You're mine now," he repeated, his voice a low growl. "And I'll take what I want from you."

His lips moved down to her neck, kissing and nibbling at her sensitive skin. His hands continued their exploration, seeking out every inch of her body.

Taehyung continued to kiss and nibble at her neck, his hands roaming over her body with possessive hunger. His touch was rough, his movements eager and unstoppable.

He pulled back for a moment to gaze down at her, his eyes dark with desire. "You're mine now," he said again, his voice a deep rumble. "And I'm going to show you what it means to be mine."

His lips returned to her neck, his kisses growing more urgent, his tongue trailing down her neck and to her chest.Taehyung's lips trailed down her neck and to her chest, his kisses becoming more insistent as he explored her body.

He nibbled on her collarbone, his hands roaming over her back and waist, pulling her closer to him.

He shifted slightly, his body pressing against hers as he continued his assault on her neck and chest. "You taste so good," he murmured, his voice low and guttural. "I could eat you up."Taehyung continued to kiss and nibble on Jin Ah's neck and chest, his hands roaming over her body with possessive possessiveness.

He shifted again, positioning himself between her legs, and started to trail kisses down her stomach, his lips leaving a trail of fire wherever they touched.

He paused for a moment, his eyes meeting hers, and whispered, "You're mine now."

He slowly moved lower, teasing her with his tongue and lips, and then suddenly, he gently bit the inner part of her thigh.

Taehyung's lips trailed down her stomach, his kisses growing more intense and insistent. He paused again, looking up at her with a dark and possessive gaze.

Then, without warning, he shifted suddenly, his body pressing between her legs. He placed a firm hand on her hip, holding her in place, and then suddenly, he began to move against her, his body grinding against hers with a slow and deliberate rhythm.

he groaned against her skin, his body trembling with desire. His other hand wandered down to her inner thigh, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on her skin, before slowly moving upwards.

Taehyung continued to kiss and nibble at her thigh, his hand slowly moving higher, his touch teasing and torturous.

He shifted again, his body pressing closer to hers as he whispered, "You're mine now."

He gently nibbled again at the tender flesh of her inner thigh, enjoying the gasp that escaped her lips. He then slowly moved higher, his lips tracing a path up her inner thigh.

He continued to move higher, his lips tracing a path up her inner thigh, his breath hot against her skin. He paused for a moment, his face hovering just above her most intimate area, his eyes locked on hers.

Taehyung lifted his head slightly, looking up at her with a dark and possessive gaze.

he continued to kiss and nibble at her neck, his body moving lower, his lips moving to her chest, her stomach, and then her inner thighs. He took his time, his touch teasing and torturous, as he continued to make his way down her body.

He suddenly paused, his lips hovering just above her most intimate area, his eyes locked on hers as he looked up at her.

"Say it," he growled, his voice rough and demanding. "Say that you're mine."

She clenched her jaw, her body taut with tension, her eyes filled with frustration and resignation. She hated that he was right, that he knew her body betrayed her despite her hatred for him.

"I hate you," she hissed, her voice a low and angry whisper. "But I can't control my body's response to you. I hate that you have this power over me."

He chuckled softly, his hand moving to her cheek, his thumb tracing her jawline.

"You hate me, but you can't resist the way your body responds to my touch," he murmured, his voice a low and seductive growl. "You can struggle and fight all you want, but deep down, you know you're mine. And you secretly like it."

His hands moved to her inner thighs, his touch growing more intimate as he teased her skin.

He broke the kiss, his lips moving back to her neck, where he nibbled and sucked at the sensitive skin. His breath was hot against her skin as he murmured in her ear, "I'm going to make you say it, over and over again. I'm going to make you know that you're mine, inside and out."

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Taehyung's Pov:

I woke up to an empty bed, Jin Ah's side cold and untouched. Frowning, I scanned the room. Where could she have gone?

Throwing on my robe, I began searching the suite. The door to the bathroom was slightly ajar, and as I approached, I heard a faint sobbing sound. My heart clenched, but I pushed it aside. Pushing the door open, I found her sitting on the floor, tears streaming down her face.

"Jin Ah," I said, my voice low and controlled. She looked up, startled, and quickly wiped her tears away.

She didn't respond, just looked away, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. I stepped closer, frustration bubbling up inside me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, trying to keep my tone steady. Still, she said nothing, her silence an impenetrable wall.

I took a deep breath, trying to contain my irritation. "Answer me," I demanded, my voice more forceful. "Why are you crying?"

Again, she gave no response, just curled further into herself, her sobs growing quieter but no less heart-wrenching.

Unable to stand it anymore, I knelt beside her, reaching out to pull her into a tight hug. At first, she resisted, but eventually, she collapsed against me, her body trembling with each sob. I held her close, not letting my own emotions show.

She continued to cry, and I could feel the tension in her body, the fear and the pain. But I didn't let go. I held her tighter, my hand moving to her hair, gently stroking it in an attempt to soothe her.

Finally, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "Leave me alone."

Her words stung, but I remained silent, holding her until her sobs subsided and she grew quiet against me. I knew why she was crying. She was crying because of what happened last night. Because I had forced her. But I didn't regret it. She was mine, and she needed to understand that.

As her breathing grew steadier, I lifted her in my arms and carried her back to the bed. She didn't protest, too exhausted to fight anymore. I laid her down gently, pulling the covers over her.

"Rest," I said quietly, but she had already closed her eyes, turning away from me. I watched her for a moment, my expression unreadable, before I turned and left the room.

She might hate me now, but she would come to understand. She had to. There was no other option.

As I sat beside the bed, I couldn't tear my eyes away from Jin Ah. The way her chest rose and fell with each breath, the way her hair framed her face so perfectly, even the tear stains that marked her cheeks - everything about her captivated me. She looked so fragile, yet so strong, even in her sleep.

My mind drifted back to a memory that seemed like a lifetime ago, yet felt as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.

We were sitting on a grassy hill, overlooking the city. It was one of those rare, carefree days when we could escape from everything and just be together. Jin Ah's laughter rang out, clear and joyous, as she playfully shoved me, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Taehyung, you're such a dork!" she teased, her voice filled with warmth and affection. I couldn't help but smile, pulling her close and wrapping my arms around her waist.

"And you love it," I replied, pressing a soft kiss to her temple.

She leaned into me, her expression softening. "I do," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I really do."

The memory faded, leaving a bittersweet ache in its wake. Those days felt so distant now, overshadowed by the bitterness and resentment that had taken root between us.

I looked at Jin Ah again, my heart heavy with the weight of our past and the uncertainty of our future. She stirred slightly in her sleep, her brow furrowing as if troubled by some unseen force.

Slowly, I reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, my fingers lingering for a moment on her cheek. She murmured something unintelligible, shifting slightly under my touch.

"Why did it have to come to this?" I whispered, my voice barely audible even to myself. "Why couldn't things have stayed the way they were?"

But deep down, I knew the answer. I had let my obsession and possessiveness drive a wedge between us, had forced her into a situation she didn't want. And now, I was left to pick up the pieces of a shattered relationship, hoping against hope that I could somehow put them back together.

Jin Ah deserved better than this, better than me. But I couldn't let her go. I loved her too much, needed her too much. She was mine, and I would do whatever it took to make her see that, even if it meant enduring her hatred for now.

As the morning light grew stronger, illuminating the room with a soft, golden glow, I made a silent vow to myself. No matter how long it took, I would make Jin Ah understand. I would make her see that we were meant to be together, that she belonged with me. Even if it meant fighting against her every step of the way, I wouldn't give up.

With that thought, I leaned back in the chair, watching her sleep. For now, I would let her rest. But soon, I would show her that our story was far from over. It was only just beginning.

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