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It had been two weeks since my nightmare.

Taehyung and I didn't talk about it again, he never pushed for more or asked more questions. He was giving me the time I needed and I was forever thankful for that.

I should be counting my days.

I should tell the truth.

Soon, I would.

I just wanted to live this moment for a little while longer before I left my life in the hands of fate.

Once I gave Taehyung my truth, he would be the judge, jury, and executioner.

I would have no choice but to accept his decision, even if it meant my death.

I just wanted to bask in this happiness for a little while longer.

Maybe I was a horrible person for that.

I didn't know… but I didn't care, either.

I just wanted to continue being happy.

I glided around the room, moving to the rhythm of the song as I folded Taehyung's clothes. I hummed along with my body light.

It had been two days, Taehyung's punishment was over, he would be coming for me soon.

Anticipation and desire licked its way through my body, and I quivered, pressing my thighs together. I was about to step away from the bed when I noticed my book on the floor.

Shaking my head, I bent down, my fingers grasping the book.

I went to stand up, but I never got a chance.

A hard body wrapped around me, I let out a scream and a hand covered my mouth, muffling me. I struggled as tears stung my eyes, the strong body kept me in place.

Fear slithered its way into my body, and my mind started to race, my heart pounding. I was pushed forward, my eyes closing on the impact.

My body was flipped around so that I was on my back, the body settled over mine.

I squeezed my eyes shut, refusing to look at the man.

What if the devil had found me?

My thoughts ran wild, the man settled on top of my body and I froze, fearing what would come next. Taking a shuddering breath, I willed myself to relax and think. My mind refused to cooperate, all I could think about was Byungchan's sinister laughs.

A second passed and then another, he didn't move and neither did I. As the seconds ticked, the fear that was suffocating me slowly started to slither its way out. Even through my messed-up thoughts and alarm, I knew the person.

The way his body pressed into mine, every inch of it, I knew it. I had spent nights exploring it, feeling it. His scent wrapped around me and I felt my muscles start to loosen.

My body knew him and reacted accordingly.

I knew him.

And he wasn't the devil.

My hands instinctively went to his shoulders, I held on almost desperately. My eyes snapped open to meet blue coloured ones. I stared into his eyes, they were hard but filled with so much desire and lust.

Another second ticked and my body melted under his, the fear evaporating, my muscles unlocking as I gave him control and then he smirked, looking so sinfully handsome and devilishly sexy.

Taehyung kissed along my collarbone leaving wet trails from his kisses, licking, sucking, and nibbling on the skin until I was putty in his arms.

"Oh," I moaned unashamedly.

His teeth grazed on the sensitive skin just above my collarbone, my back arched off the bed as I pressed against him. I felt his hard length between my legs and groaned.

"Taehyung,"

The fear was now replaced by intense desire and anticipation.

No longer was I scared.

All I needed was him.

He pulled back slightly to look down at me. "I'm hanging on a thread right now, Jungkook. I won't be gentle."

Taheyung leaned down again until his soft lips were next to my ear, his words causing me to tremble in excitement.

"I'm going to fuck you and it's going to be hard and fast."

***

"Where are we going?" I asked for probably the tenth time as Taehyung and I got into the car.

"Somewhere," he muttered in reply.

"That's not an answer." I glared at him, but he just smirked, giving me that devilishly sexy look that I couldn't resist.

"It's a surprise, kitten. Retract your claws."

"Taehyung, I want to know."

"It's a surprise, Jungkook. Give the lovesick puppy a break, baby boy," Yoongi said from the front and Hoseok let out a laugh.

I had to stop my giggle from escaping when Taehyung gave him a death glare.

"Fuck you," Taehyung snapped, "Drive."

"Oh, he is snappy this morning. Did he not get some loving last night?"

Yoongi had a death wish.

"I will shoot you. Don't test me," Taehyung warned in a deathly tone.

"Give Boss a break. If he shoots you, I will have to clean up the mess afterwards," Hoseok mumbled.

"Whatever. I'm only stopping for my baby boy. We don't want to taint his innocent eyes." Yoongi winked at me through the rear-view mirror.

I saw Taehyung's hands tighten in fists, I quickly placed my hands over his. Releasing my seat belt, I moved forward until I was sitting on his lap.

With my lips next to his ear, I whispered my next words so only he could hear. "You have nothing to be jealous of, Taehyung. I'm yours. Wholeheartedly. You have me. Mind, body, and... soul. Nothing and no one is ever going to change that."

His body instantly relaxed. "You always know when to say the right thing," he mumbled back.

"It's the truth, Taehyung."

"I know, Angel."

He placed a kiss on my forehead and I laid my head on his shoulder and we stayed like that until the car came to a full stop.

"We're here," Taehyung announced. "Close your eyes."

I did as I was told, trusting him.

The door opened and I was swept off my feet as Taehyung held me to his chest.

"Can I open my eyes now?" I asked, feeling suddenly giddy, my heart jumping in excitement.

"No. I'll tell you when."

We walked for a few minutes and then Taehyung placed me down until I was standing next to him again.

"Open your eyes, Angel."

I did, and then my heart stuttered. The beauty in front of me took my breath away, a field full of flowers. So many of them and all different colours.

"This is beautiful," I breathed in complete astonishment. "I have no words, Taehyung."

Tears stung my eyes as I stared at the landscape in front of me, I was standing in the middle of a field, where thousands of colourful flowers bloomed.

The light breeze touched my face, and I smiled.

So peaceful.

Turning around, I faced Taehyung and ran into his arms, hugging him as tightly as I could.

I covered his face with kisses before pulling away and laughed happily.

"Thank you for this. I love—" you. My lips snapped shut before I could utter the last word.

The words were always on my lips, begging to be released.

But I still couldn't bring myself to tell Taehyung how I truly felt.

Something in my heart was stopping me.

Every time I wanted to tell him, my chest would feel tight and my heart would ache.

Those three words stayed unsaid.

Swallowing nervously as Taehyung stared at me, almost in anticipation, I mustered up the best smile I could.

"I love it," I said instead.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his body again. We stared into each other's eyes when he spoke. "I know, Angel. I know. I love it too."

There it was.

His affirmation.

We didn't need the words between us.

It was there without it even being said.

From our actions and through our eyes.

I knew how he felt, and he knew where my heart belonged.

That was enough for us.

He didn't smile, but his soft eyes said it all.

He was everything I needed and wanted.

He was perfect… for me.

But I wasn't… for him.

At the thought, my chest grew tight.

I couldn't lie anymore.

This had gone on for too long, and I couldn't betray him anymore.

Every single day, I had to live with the knowledge that I was betraying the man I love.

Not only him but my newfound family.

Every single night, I prayed that I could find the courage to tell him, while every single day, I tortured myself with the knowledge that I was weak and a traitor.

To him and his heart.

I was a traitor to us.

To our love.

I hurt… my heart and my soul.

I felt empty.

I was hollow inside.

I had to tell him the truth.

Even if it meant my death.

I was ready to take any punishment Taehyung had to give me.

I would bear his wrath and let him take his revenge, I was not going to lie any longer.

I saw Taehyung frowning and I knew why I had lost my smile. I palmed his cheek and said softly,

"Can we go back to the beach house?"

I couldn't tell him here.

Not in the place filled with serenity.

I wasn't going to taint it with our harsh reality.

"I have to tell you something."

Taehyung's face grew worried. "Jungkook, what's wrong?"

"Please, Taehyung," I murmured.

I could even hear the defeat in my words.

My bottom lip quivered as I tried to keep my tears at bay, and my stomach tightened in knots.

"It's something important. But I don't want to say it here," I finally managed to say through my

laboured breathing.

Don't have a panic attack.

Not now, Jungkook.

You have to do this.

Taehyung's gaze moved over my face, he saw the distress there, his body went tight in panic and fear flashed in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest.

"Whatever it is, it's going to be okay," he whispered shakily. I slightly stepped out of his embrace so I could see his face. My fingers traced his lips and nose until they laid softly on his cheeks. "My feelings for you are real, Taehyung. Whatever is between us is real. Please don't forget that."

Taehyung swallowed hard, his arms clenching around me, he looked confused, worried, still, he nodded.

Pressing against his body, I brushed my lips against his, "You are my everything, Taehyung. The reason why I'm still alive. The reason why I smile every day."

"Jungkook, why…" he started to ask but I cut him off with a bruising kiss.

He growled and returned my kiss just as fiercely, possessively taking over.

"When I tell you my truth, please remember those words," I whispered.

Taehyung didn't say anything, he kissed me again.

He kissed me until we were both gasping for breath.

I kissed him in return as if it was my last kiss.

Maybe it was.

And I wanted to remember this.

We walked back to the car hand in hand, the ride was wrapped with silence.

No one said a word.

My head was laid on Taehyung's shoulder as he played with my hair.

The silence between us was always filled with peace.

We loved the silence, and maybe this was the last time I would get to experience this.

My eyes filled with tears, I quickly blinked them away.

I can't, I shouldn't cry.

After all, for once I was about to do the right thing. Something I should have done way before,

now I am ready. After getting the little piece of happiness and being loved wholeheartedly by

Taehyung, I was ready to face whatever I had to.

My heart ached at the thought of breaking him, breaking us.

Taehyung had given me everything.

He gave me himself, a part of him that nobody else knew but me.

He loved me, even though the words were never uttered.

He gave me peace and happiness. He was my happiness.

And now… I was about to take away his happiness.

I could take the pain, anything he would unleash on me.

But I couldn't watch Taehyung in pain, knowing that I would be the cause of it.

It would kill me… slowly and painfully.

Even when I was preparing to face his wrath, I still had hope. Maybe, just maybe, Taehyung would forgive me.

Maybe he would understand why I did it, why I lied to him.

Maybe he would still accept me as his Angel.

Maybe we would live happily ever after.

They were such childish thoughts.

But, I still hoped.

That his love was stronger than his anger and his need for revenge.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when the car stopped.

I dreaded this moment, it was here and now I had to face it.

"Fuck," Hoseok swore loudly at the front. "What the fuck? Why is he still alive?"

Taehyung froze beside me, his body locking tight, his tensed muscles bunching underneath my head.

I stilled too, my heart jumping in my throat.

I saw Taehyung's hands tighten in fists on his thighs, the air around us grew cold. When he moved,

I lifted my head from his shoulders.

My vision swam in front of me like waves as my throat closed, I suddenly felt nauseous, the dizziness took over.

Taehyung stared straight ahead, his lips thinned into a straight line. He had lost the soft look in his eyes, it changed to an emotionless, vicious, and murderous.

"Taehyung," I breathed, my heart stuttering as I watched Taehyung's instant change.

Yoongi got out of the car first, and then Hoseok.

I saw Hoseok's hand going to the back of their waistbands, right over their guns.

Taehyung grabbed my arm, almost too roughly and I winced as he pulled me out of the car, behind his large back. He covering me as Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon came to stand beside us, forming a circle, while I stood in the middle.

Having four men standing around me, their stance protective, I couldn't see anything from where I was standing. I didn't understand what they were protecting me from. My throat was suddenly dry, and I quivered in fear, the air around us was tense and cold… so cold. I could sense the hatred and anger rolling off the men protecting me like waves.

Yoongi drew closer to my side, I saw his jaw ticked, his face just as emotionless and cold as Taehyung's.

"What are you doing here? On my property?" Taehyung growled low, his back tensed, his voice filled with anger.

"I'm just here to take back what's mine, what belongs to me."