Author's POV-
As Y/n arrived at Taehyung's mansion, she couldn't help but feel small in comparison to the grandeur of the estate. The imposing gates, adorned with intricate ironwork, loomed overhead as they swung open to welcome her. The driveway stretched out before her, flanked by meticulously manicured gardens bursting with vibrant blooms.
The mansion itself rose majestically against the skyline, its towering facade adorned with elegant columns and sweeping arches. Every detail, from the ornate carvings to the gleaming windows, spoke of opulence and luxury.
Y/n couldn't help but feel a pang of awe as she stepped out of her car, her footsteps echoing against the polished marble pathway. She had never seen such extravagance up close, and it made her feel distinctly out of place.
Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Y/n reminded herself of the task at hand. She had been sent here on Mr. Kim's orders, and she couldn't afford to let her discomfort get in the way. With a determined set to her jaw, she made her way towards the entrance.
Taehyung greeted her at the door, his attention still focused on his phone call. He motioned for her to enter, his gestures hurried yet authoritative. "Come inside and place the file on the table near the poolside," he instructed briskly.
Navigating through the opulent corridors and lavish furnishings, Y/n made her way to the poolside as directed. The sound of water cascading from a nearby fountain filled the air, adding to the serene atmosphere of the sprawling estate.
As she reached the designated spot, Y/n placed the file carefully on the ornate table, its polished surface gleaming in the dappled sunlight. She couldn't help but steal a glance around her, taking in the breathtaking view of the expansive pool surrounded by lush greenery.
However, when she turned around, she was met with the unexpected sight of Taehyung standing right in front of her. Startled, she took a step back, her foot slipping on the smooth floor. With a gasp, she found herself teetering at the edge of the swimming pool, her heart racing with fear.
In a split second, Taehyung reached out and grabbed her hand, preventing her from tumbling into the water. For a moment, they stood there in a tense silence, their eyes locked in a mixture of surprise and amusement. She saw him smirking at her.
"Well, that was unexpected," Taehyung remarked, a playful smirk dancing on his lips as he watched Y/n regain her composure.
She shot him a glare, her eyes narrowing with a hint of anger. "You could have warned me you were going to sneak up on me like that!" she exclaimed, her tone tinged with annoyance.
Taehyung chuckled softly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Where's the fun in that?" he retorted, his voice light-hearted as he shrugged nonchalantly.
Deciding to playfully release her hand, Taehyung thought it would add to the amusement of the situation. However, much to his surprise, Y/n lost her balance and tumbled backwards into the pool with a loud splash.
"Oops, my bad!" Taehyung called out, trying to stifle his laughter as he watched Y/n resurface, sputtering and soaked to the bone.
Y/n shot him a pointed glare, her expression a mix of annoyance and amusement. "You did that on purpose!" she accused, her voice indicating she was fuming.
Taehyung crouched down at the edge of the pool, a playful grin still etched on his features. "Maybe just a little," he smirked, unable to resist teasing her.
But before he could react, Y/n seized her opportunity and grabbed his hand, pulling him off balance and sending him tumbling into the pool alongside her. As they both resurfaced, laughter filled the air, turning the unexpected plunge into a moment of shared amusement.
After regaining his balance in the pool, Taehyung stood tall in the water, his gaze fixed on Y/n. At first, she couldn't help but laugh at his unexpected tumble, but as he moved closer, Y/n's laughter gradually subsided, replaced by a mixture of nervousness and curiosity. She watched intently as he approached, his movements deliberate and confident.
Feeling a tingle of anticipation, Y/n's heart began to race as Taehyung gently took her arm and pulled her closer. Their bodies pressed together, she could feel the warmth of his skin against hers, sending shivers down her spine.
For a moment, they stood there, their eyes locked in a silent exchange of emotions. Y/n found herself observing him with newfound intensity. It was the first time she had been this close to him, and every detail of his presence seemed magnified by their proximity.
As they stood close to each other, Y/n couldn't help but notice the intensity in Taehyung's gaze. His dark brown eyes held a mixture of anger and pain, yet there was something captivating about them that drew her in. She found herself mesmerized by his facial features-the way his jet black hair clung to his forehead, the slight curve of his defined nose, and the adorable mole that adorned it.
Her gaze trailed down to his torso, noticing the well-built physique that pressed against her own. She could feel the strength of his body beneath the water, sending a shiver down her spine. Quickly averting her eyes, she focused once again on his face, her gaze fixating on his lips, which seemed to beckon to her with an irresistible allure.
As Taehyung leaned in, closing the distance between them, Y/n's heart raced with anticipation. But just a few centimetres away from her lips, he halted abruptly. His words shattered the moment, snapping Y/n back to reality.
"Do you really think I would kiss you?" His voice cut through the air, tinged with a hint of mockery. Embarrassment flooded Y/n as she realized the absurdity of her thoughts. How could she have even entertained the idea of kissing the man she despised?
Anger surged within her, fueling her determination to escape. She attempted to pull away from his grip, but Taehyung's hold on her tightened, trapping her in his grasp once again. Despite her struggles, she found herself unable to break free, ensnared by the very person she loathed.
He sneered, his words laced with contempt. "You are nothing to me, nothing more than a mere employee," he spat, yanking her away from him.
His accusation pierced through her, igniting a firestorm of rage within her. "How could you even think that I would kiss you? Or that this would be the perfect opportunity for you to seduce me, a wealthy, powerful man?" His words dripped with disdain, each syllable a venomous attack on her character.
Unable to bear his insinuations any longer, she erupted, her hand colliding with his cheek in a resounding slap. "Not a word more, Mr. Kim Taehyung. Not a word more," she seethed, her voice trembling with fury.
Her words poured forth, a torrent of pent-up frustration and indignation. "How could you insult a woman like this? Do you enjoy it? Do you enjoy making me suffer? Why me? What have I done?" Her accusations hang heavy in the air, each one a testament to her anguish.
She paused, her chest heaving with emotion, before delivering her final blow. "Is it just because I insulted you over the car damage? Is that why you're punishing me like this?" Her voice cracked with emotion, her anger giving way to raw vulnerability. "I came here to do the work you gave me. I had no interest in coming to your house. You think I did it on purpose? You know what? Yes, I did it on purpose! I wanted to seduce you and then make you fall in love with me so that I could get your money! Are you happy now? I confessed.. This is what you wanted to hear, right?" "You're delusional if you think I would ever fall for your pathetic attempts at manipulation," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You're nothing but a nuisance, a thorn in my side that I can't wait to be rid of."
But as she turned to leave, tears streaming down her face, Taehyung couldn't help but feel a twinge of remorse. Y/n stormed through the lavish corridors, her heart pounding with fury and hurt. As she rounded a corner, she nearly collided with Mr. Jin, who looked at her with concern etched on his face.
"Ms. Y/n, what happened? Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice filled with genuine worry.
Unable to find the words to express her turmoil, Y/n simply nodded curtly, her jaw clenched tightly. Without another word, she hurried past him, her mind consumed with thoughts of betrayal and disappointment. Mr. Jin watched her retreating figure with concern, his brow furrowed in confusion and worry.
Taehyung ran his hands through his dripping hair, frustration evident in every movement. With determined strides, he marched out of the pool, water trailing in his wake. As he stormed towards the gate, Mr. Jin intercepted him, concern etched on his face.
"Mr. Kim, the fi.." Mr. Jin began, only to be abruptly cut off by Taehyung's curt response.
"Mrs. Lim will assist you with that. I need to go," Taehyung snapped, his tone clipped as he brushed past Mr. Jin, his mind consumed with turbulent thoughts. Without another word, he disappeared into the night, his departure marked by an air of palpable tension.
Y/n drove her car to Seoul National Park, seeking solace in its familiar surroundings. She found herself drawn to a secluded corner bench, the wind whipping through her wet hair as tears streamed down her cheeks.
Sitting alone in the chilly evening, memories of happier times flooded her mind. She recalled the days when she would visit the park with her parents, their laughter echoing through the air as they enjoyed each other's company.
Through choked sobs, she whispered to herself, "Eomma, Appa, why did you leave me?" The pain of their absence felt like a heavy weight pressing down on her chest, overwhelming her with grief.
Lost in her sorrow, Y/n didn't return to work that day. She remained on the bench, her tears mingling with the falling darkness. Little did she know that Taehyung had followed her till here.
As Taehyung watched Y/n crying, a heavy weight settled in his chest. He wanted to approach her, to apologize and make things right, but fear held him back. The thought of facing her anger was daunting, and he struggled to find the courage to speak up.
Finally, steeling himself, Taehyung took a step forward and called out her name. But instead of the relief he hoped for, he was met with a glare filled with resentment.
Y/n shot him a fierce look. "Get lost from here," she spat, her voice laced with anger and hurt.
Taehyung hesitated, then urged, "Y/n, please, just listen to me for a moment."
But she wasn't having it. With a forceful shove, she pushed him away, causing him to stumble backwards.
As she lashed out, accusing him of being nothing more than a burden, Taehyung's frustration reached its peak. "Y/n, I'm trying to explain," he pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation.
But she cut him off, her words piercing through him like daggers. "I don't want to hear anything from you," she spat, her tone icy with disdain. "I will hand over my resignation tomorrow. You won't have to bear me anymore."
With that, she turned on her heel and stormed away. Fuming with anger and frustration, Taehyung clenched his fists as he watched Y/n's retreating figure. Part of him wanted to run after her, to apologize and beg for forgiveness. But another part, consumed by pride and wounded ego, held him back.
As Y/n stormed towards the exit, her footsteps heavy with frustration, she suddenly collided with someone. Startled, she held her head low, her eyes clouded with tears.
"Y/n," Jungkook called out, his voice filled with concern as he reached out to steady her. He gently lifted her chin, his touch tender as he tried to meet her eyes. Jungkook's heart sank at the sight of Y/n's tear-streaked face.
He whispered softly, concern evident in his voice. "What happened? Why are you crying?"
But Y/n remained silent, her tears continuing to flow unchecked. Her silence spoke volumes, conveying a pain too deep for words. He couldn't bear to see her in such distress, and without hesitation, he pulled her into a comforting embrace.
As she held onto him tightly, he felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him. Finally, after a moment of hesitation, Y/n spoke up, her voice trembling with emotion. "I won't forgive him, Jungkook. Never."
Jungkook gently caressed her head, a frown furrowing his brows. "Who are you talking about?" he asked softly.
Y/n hesitated before whispering, "Kim Taehyung."
Jungkook's jaw clenched instinctively, his fists tightening at his sides as anger simmered within him. He struggled to maintain his composure, his mind racing with questions about what Taehyung could have said or done to cause Y/n such distress.
With gentle reassurance, he lifted her chin, his eyes meeting hers with unwavering determination. "Y/n, listen to me," he began, his voice filled with sincerity. "You don't deserve to be treated like this. And I won't let him get away with it. I promise you, I'll make sure he pays for what he's done. No one hurts you and gets away with it, not on my watch."
His words carried a sense of conviction, a vow to stand by her side and protect her from any harm. And as Y/n looked into his eyes, she felt a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness of her pain.
She gently pulled away from Jungkook's embrace, offering him a weak smile. "Thank you, Jungkook. But I need some time alone now." With that, she turned and walked away, her steps heavy with the weight of her emotions.
Jungkook's expression remained blank as he watched Y/n drive away. His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, but his face betrayed none of them. Deep down, he felt a mixture of concern, frustration, and determination, but he kept his features composed, hiding his inner turmoil from the outside world. With a silent sigh, he turned away, his thoughts consumed by the events that had unfolded and the unresolved tension between Y/n and Kim Taehyung.