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AUTHOR'S POV
"T... Taehyung?" she whispered, disbelief laced in her trembling voice.
The man tilted his head, his smile cold but eerily soft. His eyes gleamed with a mix of obsession and triumph.
He laughed, a sinister, chilling sound that sent shivers down her spine.
"No, no... not Taehyung," he said, his voice dripping with amusement as he took another step forward.
"It's Taesan for you," he whispered as he leaned closer, his dark eyes gleaming with a sadistic delight.
YN's mind reeled. Taesan? But he looked just like Taehyung. Every inch of him screamed Taehyung, yet the cold, eerie smile he wore felt alien.
His face-those features-they were unmistakably Taehyung's, yet the aura around him was darker, more twisted.
"Baby bear," he drawled, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw. YN's eyes widened further, horror flashing in them. No, no, no. This isn't happening.
That nickname.
It was Taehyung's.
He used to call her that, his voice filled with warmth and affection. But now, hearing it from this man's lips, it felt tainted and vile.
"You..." she stammered, trying to back away, but the bedframe limited her escape.
Taesan's lips curled into a menacing grin as he tilted his head.
"Oh, darling, didn't you miss me?"
The mocking tone broke her. Her mind was screaming, Who is he? Why does he look like Taehyung?
"I'm your Tae....Taesan, the man who's been by your side all along, loving you the way you deserved."
Her breath hitched as he sat on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. His hand reached out, almost reverently, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.
"Don't look at me like that," he murmured, his tone soft but his eyes sharp, scrutinizing her every reaction.
"You're safe with me. I'll take care of you, baby bear, like I always have. You don't need him. Not Jungkook, not anyone."
" Just me! "
YN's stomach twisted at his words. Her mind was racing, screaming for Jungkook. She was desperate for him to find her, to save her.
But she couldn't show it. Not with this man-this dangerous, deranged man-watching her every move.
She swallowed hard, keeping her face neutral. She couldn't afford to let him see her fear, her desperation.
Not now.
Not when she was pregnant with Jungkook's baby.
The mere thought sent a surge of protective instinct through her, but she shoved it down. If this Taesan found out, he would do something unimaginable.
