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╔.▪.═══════════════╗CHAPTER ELEVEN• ʜᴜʀʀʏ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴀᴇᴛᴀᴇ •

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Why is this boy never here when I wake up?

You giggled to yourself at his habit.

You wrapped your bed sheet around your body and walked into the restroom, struggling to walk after last night. Your lower body ached, but nothing you couldn't handle.

You hopped in the shower and once you were done you walked downstairs.

"Good morning." You greeted Naeun and Taehyung who were already eating breakfast.

Taehyung's face lit up and his gorgeous boxy smile made an appearance.

"Morning." Naeun rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to visit my mom." You informed Taehyung.

You grabbed your bag, walked out of the kitchen and into the foyer towards the front door, but Taehyung spun you around by grabbing your waist.

"Leaving without saying goodbye?" He wrapped his arms around your waist and you wrapped yours around his neck.

"Didn't want to say goodbye in front of you know who." You pointed toward the kitchen.

"Who cares?"

"I do. She's a bit crazy." You remembered her threat.

"Well, I don't care. I want every single person in this world to know that I'm in love with you and you're mine." He pecked your lips and you smiled.

"How are you feeling after last night?" He asked, worry in his tone.

"I'm a bit sore, but I can deal with it." You answered.

"Can you still do round two though?" He arched an eyebrow.

"Taehyung, shut up." You chuckled. "Now I gotta go." You pecked his lips.

"I love you!" He spoke out as you opened the door.

"And I love you!" You blew him a kiss and closed the door.

• • • •

"How are you eating? Did you eat breakfast? Do you want anything to eat?" Your mother interrogated.

"I haven't, but I'm fine. I'm not hungry."

"How have you been, darling? How are you and Taehyung? I see you're wearing your wedding ring. You never do so that's... interesting."

"He said he loves me, mom." You smiled, but your mom did the opposite.

"And what did you say back?"

"That I love him too." You answered.

Your mother stood up and walked into the kitchen, you followed.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Yes, Y/N, you did."

"What did I say?"

"That you love him!" Your mother's voice rose.

"Why are you acting like that's a bad thing?" You furrowed your eyebrows. "He's my husband."

"By an arranged marriage! You didn't have to get to know each other!"

"What did you expect to happen, mom?! We live together. We see each other every day. What did you think we were going to do? Ignore each other?"

"I hoped!"

You scoffed at her ignorance.

"Y/N, he could die anytime—in months, weeks, days! You know his lifestyle! That lifestyle is the one that killed your father!" She yelled.

"I love him! If his death is near then I'll love him and spend every single day like it's the last."

"You think it's that easy?!"

"Yes!"

"Well, you're wrong. I thought exactly like you when your father was alive, but that didn't help. If anything, it made it worse. It made it harder to say goodbye." She remarked. "Your father died and my heart broke—crushed into millions of pieces. I don't want you to ever go through that."

Your mother rubbed her forehead and sighed, "For your own sake, Y/N, leave him now before it becomes too late."

"I get it and I know if I ever lose him it'll hurt so much, but I can't leave him. I won't."

"I can't bare seeing you breaking again," Your mother's eyes filled with tears. "I can't bare seeing your heart destroyed."

"That's not going to happen, okay? Taehyung won't leave me in this world alone. He promised me."

She sighed, "If only that was enough."

• • • •

"I'm home!" You yelled as you took off your shoes at the door.

You turned around to see Naeun walking down the stairs.

"Where's Taehyung?" You asked.

"He's with his friends."

You nodded in understanding and began to walk towards the living room, but Naeun speaking again stopped you.

"I heard you last night."

You turned around and looked at her. She walked down the last few steps and stood in front of you.

"He's good, isn't he?"

You stayed quiet.

"Did you forget about what I told you?"

"Your threat?"

"No. My promise." She corrected.

"Honestly, Naeun, I'm not scared of you."

"I had a feeling you would say that."

Your eyes shifted from her to the silhouette that appeared from behind Naeun. It walked closer and light finally hit its figure.

Jaesuk.

Your eyes widened and you immediately felt terrified. You started to run up the stairs, but Jaesuk was too fast and grabbed your ankle, making you fall, and dragged you down. You kicked and tried to hold onto the railing, but he only tugged on your ankles harder.

He kneeled down, your body between his legs, and slapped you hard. You held your cheek with your hands. The man that came with him grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, pressing them hard against the cold floor.

"Help!" You screamed as you tried to get them off of you, but Jaesuk slapped his hand over your mouth. His lips connected to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses. He pulled away and put his hand on your neck, tightening his grip around it making you lose your ability to breathe little by little.

"I heard you like it fast," Jaesuk smirked.

"God, Jaesuk. Can you take this somewhere else? I'm tired of seeing her face." Naeun complained. "Go out the back. Taehyung's men don't guard there." Naeun instructed.

Jaesuk let go of your throat and you gasped for air.

"Haein, grab her." He commanded.

"Please! No!" You yelled and tried to fight against him.

"Shut the fuck up!" He threw you onto the ground and kicked you in your stomach. He picked your weak body back up and tossed you into the car.

"Drive!" Jaesuk ordered.

• • • •

Taehyung walked into the silent house and felt uneasy.

Something's wrong.

"Where's Y/N?" He asked Naeun.

"I don't know," Naeun lied. "She hasn't arrived."

Taehyung made his way up to his room but stopped in his tracks when he saw your wedding ring on the floor by the stairs. He quickly ran up to his office and logged into his computer. He checked the foyer camera and rewound the tape. He pressed play and fast forwarded until he saw Jaesuk standing behind Naeun.

He saw everything—how Jaesuk dragged you down the stairs, when he hit you, when he kissed your neck, how you were kicked. Rage flooded his veins. He breathed heavily and ran down the stairs to where Naeun was.

"Where the fuck is she!" He roared in anger.

"Who?"

"Don't act stupid, you bitch!" He slammed his hand on the table.

Naeun smiled evilly and stood up, "You shouldn't worry. She's in great hands."

Taehyung stormed out of the kitchen, but Naeun's words stopped him.

"And don't try looking for her in Jaesuk's house. Trust me when I tell you he didn't take her there—you'll just be wasting your time." She chuckled. "Oh! And hurry up TaeTae, or she'll probably be dead by the time you find her."

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I honestly... I don't even know what to say...