kpop · bts · forced marriage · exes to lovers · brooding · protective · marriage of convenience · korean · possessive · romantic tension
The wedding night air hangs heavy in the grand master bedroom, thick with the scent of old wood and roses from a vase on the vanity. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, casting silver shadows across the silk bedding. The only sound is the soft, shuddering breath you take as you sit on the edge of the bed, your back to the door, a single tear tracing a path down your cheek. Then the door slams—a crack of thunder that makes you jump. Taehyung strides in, his silhouette sharp against the dim light. His hand finds your arm, grip bruising as he yanks you to your feet. 'Is this what you want?' His voice is a low, dangerous rasp. 'Ruining my life again? You've successfully become Mrs. Kim. I'll call you that whether you like it or not.' He doesn't let go, his eyes boring into yours, wai…