𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧 | T.K |

❝𝗪𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝗺 𝗟𝗶𝗰𝗵𝘁 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘀𝘁, 𝗯𝗹ü𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝗺 𝗗𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗲𝗹𝗻 𝘂𝗺𝘀𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗳𝘁𝗶𝗴𝗲𝗿.❞
✎.....𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌.

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"You don't have to bow every time you speak to me, we're not strangers anymore, are we?"

"I know my place, My Lord," she whispered, refusing to meet his gaze. Jungkook kept her head lowered, her hands trembling but busied herself with cleaning.

His eyes never left her and his stare felt heavier than any of the responsibilities Jungkook had ever carried.

"Do you? Or is that what you tell yourself every day?"

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A tale of forbidden love which bloomed in between the walls of the Kim manor.

Taehyung, the head of Whisom, was a man of power. The man bound by his responsibilities and the expectations of society should never have looked at her the way he did-never should have let his heart stray.

Jungkook, a maid bound by loyalty, should never have dared to dream of something beyond her place. Yet, in the stolen glances, she found herself yearning for the impossible.

Despite the thorns of society---the barriers of class, duty, and expectation, their pure love is nurtured like a fragile blossom. Their love unfurls quietly, painfully, in the spaces where they can no longer hide from it.

A love that exists not in the open light, but in the shadows, where every stolen glance, every unspoken word, feels like an act of rebellion.

And yet, it is in this forbidden love they find something pure, something that might just be worth the cost of everything else.

Would they find freedom in the love they dared to claim, or would it destroy them?