𝐈𝐝𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞┃ 𝐊𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐅 ┃

One Hundred and-thirteen

Taehyung's pov

As I entered Fiora's room, determination coursing through my veins, I couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension. I knew that what I was about to say would likely not be well-received, but it needed to be said.

"Love," I said, trying to keep my tone calm and composed, "we need to sit down and talk like adults."

But before I could even finish my sentence, Fiora shot back with her sarcasm.

"Talk like adults?" she scoffed, raising an eyebrow incredulously. "Last time I checked, you were more like an old grumpy man with childish habits."

I felt a pang of annoyance at her words, but I tried to keep my
cool.

"I am not old," I protested, unable to resist defending myself.

"I'm just a man with much more stamina than you can handle."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them. I could see the flush creeping up Fiora's cheeks, her eyes widening in surprise at my bold statement.

But instead of backing down, I decided to push the envelope even further.

"That's right, Do I need to remind you how much of a strong man I'm?" I continued, unable to resist teasing her further. "You know you can't resist me, Fiora. Admit it."

"I guarantee you that if I ran my hand down under you panties now, I'll find you wet, your small tight pussy would drool over my fingers." I husked, my voice low and filled with confidence. Her gasp was like music to my ears, and I couldn't help but smirk as I watched her breathing change and her legs instinctively clench together.

It had been months since I had seen My love like this, flushed and blushing, and I couldn't deny that the only reason was me. The man inside me couldn't resist taking a step closer to her, wrapping my hands around her small waist and pulling her close to me.

She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise, but she didn't push me away. Instead, a small smile appeared on my face as I felt her heartbeat quicken beneath my touch. It was a reassuring sign that maybe, just maybe, I still had a chance with her.

In that moment, I felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. It was thrilling to know that I still had the power to affect her like this, to make her react so strongly to my words and actions. It was a reminder of the undeniable chemistry that existed between us, a spark that refused to be extinguished no matter how hard she tried to ignore it.

As I held her in my arms, I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing wash over me. I wanted nothing more than to kiss her, to taste the sweetness of her lips and lose myself in the warmth of her embrace. But I knew that now wasn't the time. We had both been hurt before, and I didn't want to rush into anything before we were both ready.

So instead, I held her close, savoring the moment and silently promising myself that I would do whatever it took to win her heart.

Her gaze met mine, and for a moment, there was a palpable tension in the air between us. I could see the fire in her eyes, the fierce determination that had drawn me to her in the first place.

But instead of backing down, I held her gaze, unwilling to let her intimidate me. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, the proximity between us sending sparks flying.