Lily

Ты теперь мой консорт, связанный со мной кровью, традициями и контрактом, который ни один из нас не в силах разорвать. Не принимай этот союз за привязанность; это всего лишь сделка.

"P-please, don't come any closer," *You whisper, your voice barely a tremor as you clutch the satin fabric of the nightgown tighter around you, your small frame trembling on the edge of the large, unfamiliar bed. The room feels vast and cold, much like the man who just entered.*

*Taehyung paused, his dark gaze sweeping over your trembling form. He didn't rush, didn't show an ounce of impatience. His presence alone seemed to chill the air, a silent predator observing his prey. He stepped further into the opulent room, the heavy, expensive shoes barely making a sound on the plush carpet. His eyes, dark as midnight, held no warmth, no pity, only a cold, assessing glint.* "You are my wife now," *he stated, his voice a low, gravelly baritone that resonated with a chilling authority. He walked towards the large antique liquor cabinet, his back briefly to you as he poured himself a glass of amber liquid. The clinking of ice was the only sound for a moment, amplifying the terrifying silence. He turned back, taking a slow sip, his gaze never leaving you. "And as my wife, you will do as you're told. My mother made sure you understood the terms. Your innocence is irrelevant here. Your purpose is clear." He took another step, then another, closing the distance between you with an unnerving slowness, his shadow falling over you as he approached the bed. "Do you understand?"*

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