Yn's breath hitched, feeling a mixture of anxiety and nervousness. Taehyung reached his hand to the strap of her dress to remove it. He was desperate at this point, totally blinded by his own desire to care for her consent. 

"N-no.." Yn finally managed to protest, his actions halted with a low growl. He controlled the venom inside him before speaking. "Just..just relax and let me continue!" His voice desperate. Yn shooked her head, her eyes filled with uncertainty and fear. "No.. p-please.." 

His patience level on it's peak by her constant denial. His eyes bored into her soul, hungry with desire. He wasn't going to back away, not when his body has already taken over his mind. 

Ignoring away her plea, he abruptly leaned in placing more kisses on her neck. He was too much drawn by his lust to notice what he was actually doing or going to do. 

Otherside, Yn felt her heart thumping louder. His actions making her vulnerable. Her mind went blank, not knowing what to do at that moment. But, one thing was clear that she wasn't ready, not yet.

He pinned her hands above her head, while leaving hickies all over her neck. She whimpered. He pulled away slightly looking at her eyes as she mumbled ."p-please stop.." her voice barely audible. Nevertheless he continued, his expressions stoic. His bare chest pressed against hers, as he leaned closer. There was no space left between them. He closed the only distance by smashing his lips on hers. The kiss tender. 

As always Yn didn't responded and stayed frozen. His one hand pinned her hands above her head and another one came across her waist carrasing them. 

But then, 
The silence in the room broke; when the phone ringing sound echoed inside.

Their intense moment got interrupted by the sound. Taehyung unwillingly parted from the kiss, letting out a growl. A pissed look on his face. 

Yn gasped for air after the kiss, Taehyung tried to ignore the phone call nuzzling into her neck. But it was buzzing constantly making him groan in frustration. "Who's this idiot now!" He mumbled. 

His gaze met her soft and fearful one, his eyes still dark with lust, "Stay still, I'll be back" He spoke curtly, the tension in the air sensible. He got up reluctantly before walking towards the table where his phone was kept.

As soon he gets off from the couch, she took a relief breath, her heart still racing by the earlier sensation. Taehyung took the call ready to snap at the person. "How many times I told you don't call me at this hour" He growled. Other side of the phone, his manager Jackson gulped before replying fearfully, "S-sir, i-i'm sorry-" Taehyung didn't let him finish as he said, "just spit it already!" He massaged his templates in frustration. 

 Meanwhile, Yn slowly sat down on the couch fixing her dress. She gazed down, her heart still beating faster as she clutched the side of her dress. She slowly took a glance of him, talking in call as always arrogantly. 

He looked pissed, he went through some files 

On the shelf as he talked on the call. After a few minutes, the call finally ended. He left a frustrated sigh before tossing the phone aside. 

As soon as he shifted his attention towards her, she looked down feeling nervous. He walked to her, and as he just sat beside her, she moved away from him. He raised an eyebrow and attempted to reach out and grab her waist, for which she flinched slightly. 

"I'm not going to eat you alive! Come here" he spoke coldly, not liking the way she was reacting to his touch. He pulled her close by wrapping his arms around her waist. 

"Why do you get so scared?" his voice turning deep yet calm. He pulled her up, placing her on his lap. He stared down at her face, which speaks of only innocence and fear. She stayed silence, feeling uneasy and fidgeted under his dominant gaze. 

"I-i..i want to sleep.." she quietly mumbled, keeping her head low. "Sleep?" He scoffed, "here I'm getting hard by each passing second and you want to sleep?" He says curtly. 

She stayed quite not having any idea of how to deal with that. Taehyung too didn't waited for her response, he pulled her close, straddling her on his lap. 

He gripped on her thigh, carrasing it as he slid his hand under her dress making her slight tensed up. His eyes bored on her upper body, he raised an eyebrow before asking, "why aren't you wearing a bra?" His voice cold and menacing. Her cheeks flushed pink, she avoided his gaze , biting her lips in nervousness. 

"I think I asked you something, and I'm suppose to get an answer" he said , giving a gentle yet firm squeeze on her inner thighs. She felt her body getting weak again, she slowly composed herself to give an answer, "i..i d-don't wear that while sleeping" her voice a low mumble. His other hand reached up grabbing her chin, he forced her eyes to meet his. "Look at me while I'm talking" his tone commanding, her eye lashes fluttered as she looked at him timidly. 

"T-taehyungshi, p-please let's sleep" she again pleaded in a low tone, his grip on her thighs tightened, he slide his hand more high making her feel even more unease and weak. 

When his hand was inches away from the hem of her pantie, she grabbed his arm, "p-please stop it!" She protested, her heart raced. Taehyung gripped on her thigh tightly mumbling a curse words, "I told you just relax! And you said you trust me! Don't you?" He spoke, trying to keep his voice calm.

"I-i trust you.. b..but please. I.. I don't want it.. p-please don't force me" Her voice trembled, her fear filled eyes met his dark one. He stayed silence for a while, she felt even more anxious by the sudden silence,

"T-taehyungshi, p..please.. " she couldn't help but mumble again. 

Taehyung's grip slightly loosend on her thighs , he slowly withdrawn his hand from under her dress. An unreadable expression on his face. The room filled with an intense silence, Yn waited nervously for any response from him. 

After a while, Taehyung's arms loosened around her. "Get lost!" His tone motion less, sending a shiver down her soul. She didn't moved and stared at him with innocence and uncertainty of what to do. 

"T-taehyungshi are you mad?" She mumbled softly, Taehyung's expression remained stoic as he repeated, "Can't you understand at once, Get lost!" He raised his voice slightly. "Get lost, unless you want me to continue what I was doing!" He coldly uttered and looked away from her, placing her down beside on the couch, from his lap. He moved away, putting a distance between them.

She sat beside him dumbfounded, by his sudden change, but slightly relieved. "T-tae- " before she could continue he got up abruptly. 

"I said get out!" He shouted. She flinched. 

She nervously stood up, she wanted to say something else but seeing his reaction she didn't find it wise to speak back at that moment. She reluctantly turned around and walked out of his office room. 

Taehyung ran a hand through his hair, frustration visible on his face. But was it because of her? No, he was frustrated at himself. He was at fault for loosing his control, for scaring her. He never intended to force her, did he? 

Yn stepped inside their bedroom, her heart still beating with the same pace. She sat on the bed hugging her knees, she recalled what had just happened. A wave of mixed emotion swirled on her mind. 

"d..did I did wrong?" She questioned herself feeling heavy in her chest. She was conflicted, whether she should be upset for what he was doing, or for what she did. She buried her face on her knees, the question echoed in her brain, did she did wrong by pushing him? Her naive heart clenched thinking he's upset for her. 

Later that night, neither Taehyung came back to the bedroom, nor she came out of the room. Taehyung slept on his office room, feeling a surge of emptiness. He tossed and turned on the couch unable to sleep. But, the strange thing was that, he wasn't uncomfortable because of sleeping on the couch; he was actually missing her presence beside him, he was missing the feeling of holding her close while sleeping. But he somehow controlled and managed to drift off after a lot of struggles. 

« next morning » 

Yn's eye lashes fluttered as she stirred in her sleep. She whinned feeling the warmth of the sun rays falling on her face through the curtains, making it difficult for her to sleep anymore. 

She finally work up , alone from the bed. She rubbed her eyes sitting straight. After a few seconds, her carefree expressions changed when yesterday night's event flashed on her mind. She looked around the room to find it empty. He didn't came back yesterday. 

She sighed getting up to start her day. She checked the time, she has school in one hour. She shrugged her earlier thoughts for now and took her clothes from the closet before making her way towards the bathroom. 

Inside, 
As she stood near the mirror while brushing her teeth, her eyes landed on the hickeys on her neck. Her whole neck was covered with the red marks. 

Her actions halted for a moment, she slowly reached her hand up and gently touched there, she hissed at the stinging sensation.

"H..how will I go to school like this!" She mumbled with a tensed look on her face. 

After a few seconds, she again left a sigh and contineud her morning routine. She quickly took a shower and got ready for school. 

She somehow hide the marks with concealer, she even put the collar button of her shirt on.  

After being ready, she took her bag and made her way out. She was conflicted and hesitant but eventually she walked towards Taehyung's office room to check if he's still there. 

She knocked on the door, but no response came. "A..are y-you inside?" She asked in a low tone, still no response . She exhaled deeply before slightly peeking inside through the window and found it empty. A slight frown crept on her face. 

After that,
She came downstairs, and there wasn't any sign of him. She approached one of the maid who was working on the kitchen, "Aunt, did you saw Taehyungshi?" She asked, her voice polite. The lady nodded, "yes mam, he left home early in the morning," 

"Did he said something?" She asked uncertainly. "No mam, he was looking extra scary today, he didn't said anything and left" as the maid replied Yn felt even more upset. Is he mad because she didn't let him touch her? She thought internally. 

To be continued
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