His Innocent Wife Is a Dangerous Hacker
Chapter 1 Escape
author
"In this story, Taehyung is ore, and includes cross-dressing."
author
Ore should it be pronounced in this story as a woman. Like wife, miss and mrs.
The room was dark and small, with only a faint light coming from the small window, where the moonlight barely reached inside.
taehyung's fair hands tapped rapidly on the old keyboard, her eyes fixed intently on the flickering monitor in front of him. The dim screen was filled with lines of code, but his frustration was growing by the second.
taehyung (ore)
"Not again,"
taehyung (ore)
(he muttered, his voice barely audible in the quiet room. The backspace and several other keys had stopped working.)
he leaned back in the creaky wooden chair, letting out a weary sigh. His hands ached from the repeated attempts to fix the issue, but the computer, much like his life, seemed stubbornly uncooperative.
taehyung froze, his heart racing as the sound of a bottle shattering downstairs echoed through the small house. he started to shiver uncontrollably, his hands shaking as he quickly turned off the computer. Panic surged through him as he darted to the old bed, throwing himself under the worn-out blanket.
taehyung (ore)
'Please, not again,' 😰😨
he thought desperately, his innocent almond eyes welling up with tears. he pulled the blanket over his head, trying to block out the sounds from below. His mind raced with fear, every noise amplifying the terror that gripped his heart. taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, his body trembling under the covers as he prayed for the night to pass without incident,dreading the possibility of what might
come next.
The sound of keys clattering outside her door sent a jolt of terror through tae's body. Each metallic click echoed in the small room, louder and more menacing than the last. His breath hitched as the door slowly creaked open, the old hinges groaning under the weight. he curled up tighter under the blanket, his heart.
Pounding so hard he feared it might burst from his chest.
The stale smell of alcohol filled the room as his uncle stumbled inside, the heavy scent mixing with the damp, musty air. taehyung's body began to shake uncontrollably, his hands clutching the blanket so tightly that his knuckles turned white. he could hear his unsteady footsteps drawing closer, each one making the floorboards creak ominously.
His uncle's shadow loomed over him, a dark silhouette against the faint light of the moon. He mumbled something incoherent, his words slurred and thick with intoxication. The sound of a bottle being set down on the nightstand made him flinch, and he squeezed his eyes shut even tighter, praying he wouldn't notice him trembling beneath the covers.
But he could feel his gaze, heavy and threatening, piercing through the thin fabric that separated them. The weight of his presence was suffocating, and he could barely breathe, his chest rising and falling in shallow, panicked gasps. His mind screamed for his to stay still, to remain hidden, as if the blanket could somehow protect him from the nightmare standing just inches away.
taehyung's entire body was tense, every muscle rigid with fear. he fought the urge to cry out, biting down on her lip so hard that he tasted blood. The silence between them stretched, thick and unbearable, until finally, after what felt like an eternity, his uncle let out a low, guttural laugh.
tae heart sank as he felt his rough hand brush against the blanket, pulling it down just enough to expose him. taehyung's eyes flew open, wide with terror, and he stared up at him, his body paralyzed with fear. The sight of his bloodshot eyes and the twisted grin on his face made his stomach churn.
he knew there was no escape, no way to avoid what was coming. All he could do was lie there, trapped in the darkness, as his worst fears became reality.
tae's uncle
(taehyung's uncle leaned in closer, his breath hot and heavy, reeking of alcohol.)
tae's uncle
"You're not going anywhere, boy,"
tae's uncle
(He sneered, his voice low and slurred. His hand moved to his arm, rough fingers digging into his soft skin, making him wince.)
taehyung (ore)
"Let go of me!" 😢😨
taehyung's voice trembled as he struggled against him, his heart pounding in his chest. he tried to push him away, but his grip only tightened, his other hand grabbing his shoulder and forcing his back onto the bed.
tae's uncle
"Stop fighting," 😡
tae's uncle
(He growled, his eyes dark with twisted intent. )
tae's uncle
"You know how this ends."😏
Panic surged through taehyung. he squirmed beneath him, tae mind racing for a way out. His weight was crushing him, pinning tae down as his hand began to slide toward his neck.
taehyung (ore)
"No, please!" 😭
taehyung (ore)
(he cried out, his voice barely more than a desperate whisper.)
tae's uncle
(His lips twisted into a cruel smile as he pressed down harder, making tae gasp for breath. )😏
tae's uncle
"You're mine, taehyung. No one's here to save you."
But taehyung's eyes darted around the room, and that's when he saw it—the bottle he had carelessly placed on the nightstand. The moonlight glinted off the glass, and in that moment, he knew what he had to do.
With a burst of adrenaline, taehyung's hand shot out, fingers closing around the cold neck of the bottle. Tae uncle was too focused on his own twisted pleasure to notice what he was doing.
As he leaned in closer, taehyung mustered every ounce of strength he had left and swung the bottle with all his might.
The glass shattered against his head with a sickening crack. Tae uncle let out a shocked grunt of pain, his grip on him loosening as he staggered back, a stream of blood trickling down his face.
tae's uncle
"You... little..."
He slurred, his words fading as he struggled to stay on his feet. But the blow had been stronger than either of them realized. His eyes glazed over with a mix of anger and confusion as he swayed unsteadily.
taehyung scrambled off the bed, his heart racing as he watched him.
taehyung (ore)
"Stay away from me!"
taehyung (ore)
(he shouted, holding the broken bottle out in front of him like a shield.)
Terror was still there, lingering like a dark shadow.
he dropped the bottle, letting it clatter to the floor, and backed away slowly, his whole body shaking. he knew he couldn't stay here any longer. he needed to get out before he woke up, before he had a chance to take his revenge.
Without a second thought, Isabella turned and fled the room, her mind set on one thing- escape.
Chapter 2 Kidnapped?
taehyung burst out of the house, his breath ragged as he ran down the dirt path, his feet barely touching the ground. The cold night air stung his cheeks, but the fear driving him forward was far more intense. His mind raced, desperate to put as much distance between himself and the house as possible. he couldn't stop; he wouldn't stop. The memory of his uncle's touch still lingered on his skin, and he knew he had to escape before he woke up.
he kept running, not caring where he was going, just as long as it was away. But just as a flicker of hope started to rise within her, a dark SUV screeched to a halt right in front of him. The blinding headlights forced him to skid to a stop, panic surging through him as the door swung open.
Before he could even think to turn around, more SUVs surrounded his, cutting off every possible escape route.
he was trapped. Out of the darkness, several large men in black suits emerged, their faces cold and emotionless.
taehyung (ore)
"Stay away from me!" 😨
taehyung (ore)
(taehyung screamed, his voice breaking with fear. he tried to dart to the side, but one of the men grabbed tae's arm, his grip like steel.)
guards
(He ordered in a voice that sent chills down his spine.)
taehyung (ore)
"Let me go!" 😢
taehyung thrashed wildly, trying to free himself, but the man's grip only tightened. Two more of the men closed in on tae, and he kicked out, catching one in the shin. But it did little to slow them down. They were too strong, too prepared.
One of the men reached into his pocket and pulled out a strip of black cloth. tae's eyes widened in terror as he realized what was about to happen.
taehyung (ore)
"No! Please, don't!"
taehyung (ore)
(She begged, his voice rising in desperation.)
taehyung (ore)
"Let me go!"
he screamed again, kicking out blindly as they lifted tae off the ground and shoved him into the back of one of the SUVs. The door slammed shut, trapping him inside. he felt hands holding tae down, pressing him into the seat as the vehicle roared to life and sped off.
The car's movements were jarring, each bump and turn making him feel more disoriented. he had no idea where they were taking him, and the silence of the men around tae only made him more anxious. tae mind raced with terrifying possibilities, each worse than the last.
taehyung (ore)
"Where are you taking me?"
taehyung (ore)
(he demanded, his voice shaking, but no one answered. The only sound was the steady hum of the engine and his own frantic breathing.)
taehyung's fear morphed into anger as he continued to struggle against the strong hands holding tae down.
As tae lay on the seat, the darkness of the blindfold felt like it was closing in on his, amplifying his fears and worries. The weight of his current situation was overwhelming, but his mind kept drifting back to tae childhood—a time when life was simpler and filled with love.
he remembered his father, a gentle man who had always been him protector. He used to play with him, lifting him high into the air and making him laugh with his playful antics. Those moments were filled with warmth and joy, a stark contrast to the cold fear he felt now.
tae grandmother had also been a comforting presence, often telling taehyung enchanting stories that transported him to magical worlds. The tales of brave heroes and mystical lands had sparked his imagination and provided a sense of wonder. Those stories were his escape, a reminder of a time when he felt safe and Tragically, when tae was just six years old, a devastating accident took both his father and grandmother from him. The loss left him alone and vulnerable, tae world shattering into pieces. His uncle, who had taken over as him guardian, was anything but comforting. Instead, he became a source of constant fear and pain. His drunken rages and predatory stares replaced the love and security he had once known.
taehyung's uncle was cruel and abusive. His behavior forced him to stay hidden in his room, where he found solace in him online homeschooling and the few books he managed to get from the local library. The library, run by a kind lady, was a rare bright spot in his life.
The free books he received there were tae escape, offering moments of peace and distraction from his harsh reality.
His passion for hacking and coding became another way to cope. The computer was his sanctuary, where he could lose himself in complex problems and find a sense of control.
The skills he developed in coding and hacking provided him with a small but significant source of empowerment.
Tonight, as he lay blindfolded and terrified, the contrast between his past and present was stark. The comforting memories of his father and grandmother were a bittersweet reminder of what he had lost. The safety and love they provided seemed like a distant dream compared to the harsh reality he faced now.
The memory of her uncle's cruelty and the way he had outsmarted him by using a key to enter tae room filled him with despair. The thought of being forced from his sanctuary and thrown into this unknown situation was almost too much to bear. Yet, even in his darkest moments, the flickers of his past—the loving memories and his passions—reminded him of who he was and gave him a glimmer of hope.
Suddenly, taehyung was jolted awake from his fearful reverie as the SUV came to an abrupt halt. The harsh, sudden stop sent a shockwave of adrenaline through his veins. The vehicle's engine cut off, and he could hear the muffled sounds of voices outside, but the blindfold left tae in complete darkness.
Without warning, rough hands grabbed his by the shoulders and yanked him out of the car. The abrupt motion made his heart race even faster, and he struggled to make sense of what was happening. Her feet barely touched the ground as he was dragged forward, his hands gripping uselessly at the air.
Chapter- 3 Mother?
Without warning, rough hands grabbed him by the shoulders and yanked his out of the car. The abrupt motion made his heart race even faster, and he struggled to make sense of what was happening. His feet barely touched the ground as he was dragged forward, his hands gripping uselessly at the air.
taehyung (ore)
"Wait, where are you taking me?"
taehyung (ore)
(he cried out, his voice breaking with panic, but no one answered. )
The men's grip was unyielding, their movements swift and practiced. he tried to twist away, but the strong hands held him firmly, not giving him any chance to escape.
His senses were overwhelmed by the cacophony of new sounds: the crunch of gravel underfoot, the distant hum of machinery, and the low murmur of voices. Every sound seemed amplified in his blindfolded state, heightening his anxiety and disorientation.
They moved quickly, his feet stumbling over uneven ground as they dragged him forward. The cold night air was now mixed with the scent of industrial cleaner and freshly cut grass, signaling that they had arrived at a different location. taehyung could feel the rough texture of a wooden door or a gate against his skin as they shoved him through, and his sense of dread grew.
taehyung (ore)
"Please, just tell me what's going on!"
taehyung (ore)
(he begged, but his pleas were met with silence. The men continued their relentless pace, guiding him through a series of turns and steps that made his head spin.)
Finally, they stopped and forced his to sit down on what felt like a soft chair or a couch. The blindfold was still firmly in place, leaving him in a suffocating darkness. His breathing was rapid and uneven, his chest heaving with each panicked breath. The sudden change in environment and the rough handling left him feeling helpless and terrified.
Jessica (tae's mom)
"Oh, my baby's grown up so much,"
A mature feminine voice echoed through the room, soft yet fake. taehyung froze, his heart still racing as he tried to process the situation.
Jessica (tae's mom)
"Remove the blindfold,"
he woman ordered calmly, her voice authoritative but dripping with false sweetness.
taehyung winced as a rough hand yanked the blindfold off his eyes, the fabric scraping against his skin. he blinked rapidly, his vision adjusting to the sudden light. tae chest heaved with rapid, shallow breaths as his body remained tense, ready to react. Every fiber of him being was on high alert.
tae slowly raised his eyes, trying to make sense of his surroundings, and tae gaze landed on a middle-aged woman standing a few feet in front of him. The woman was dressed in an elegant, floor-length dress that shimmered under the soft lights.
Around her neck hung a necklace, the stones glittering in the dim room, and her ears were adorned with matching earrings—both of which looked far too expensive.
her face was composed and calm, with a light layer of makeup accentuating her sharp features. The woman's dark chocolate hair was straight and perfectly styled, falling neatly past her shoulders. In her hand, she held an expensive phone, tapping it absentmindedly as if taehyung's presence was nothing out of the ordinary.
taehyung's throat tightened, his pulse quickening as he stared at the woman. he seemed refined, elegant... yet there was something cold in his eyes, something calculating behind that calm face. taehyung wanted to speak, to ask who he was and why he had been brought here, but his voice felt trapped in his throat.
Jessica (tae's mom)
"Not bad... not bad,"
Jessica (tae's mom)
(The woman muttered under her breath, her sharp eyes scanning taehyung from head to toe. )
Jessica (tae's mom)
(he took her time, examining every inch of her as if assessing a piece of property.)
taehyung sat still, his long, thick blonde hair. His face, small and delicate, held a natural fairness, and his large, bear-like eyes brimmed with a mix of fear and confusion. His plump pink lips quivered slightly, and though his frame was petite, his figure was perfectly proportioned, a fact that seemed to draw the woman's attention even more.
Jessica (tae's mom)
"Listen, taehyung,"
Jessica (tae's mom)
(The woman began, her lips curling into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. )😊
There was something eerie in her tone, something calculating behind the mask of gentleness she tried to wear.
Jessica (tae's mom)
"I am your mother... Jessica."
taehyung (ore)
(taehyung froze at those words. His body went rigid, her breath caught in her throat.)
Mother? Her mother was long gone-he never even knew him. All he had ever known was his father and his grandmother. They were the only family he had. This woman... this stranger... couldn't possibly be his mother.
taehyung (ore)
"No... no, you're lying!"
taehyung (ore)
(taehyung shouted, his voice shaking but filled with defiance. he took a step back, his heart pounding as fear turned into anger. )
taehyung (ore)
"You're the bad guy! You kidnapped me!"😡
Jessica's smile faltered for a brief moment, her expression tightening as a flicker of annoyance passed through her eyes. But she quickly regained her composure, her face returning to its fake mask of warmth and tenderness, though her gaze had hardened.
Jessica (tae's mom)
"Now, now, taehyung,"
Jessica (tae's mom)
(Jessica said, her voice as sweet as poison.)
Jessica (tae's mom)
"I know this must be confusing for you. But I assure you, I'm not your enemy."
taehyung's pulse quickened as he watched Jessica's aura shift. The coldness behind that elegant face was undeniable. Even though Jessica tried to maintain an air of calm, taehyung could see the sternness creeping into her features, the way her fake smile barely held its shape. There was no love, no connection in those words.
Only control. Only power.
And taehyung could feel it.
Jessica (tae's mom)
"Baby, let me hug you!" 😢
Jessica (tae's mom)
(Jessica suddenly cried out, her voice breaking as fake tears welled up in her eyes. )
Jessica (tae's mom)
"Because of your father, we were separated from the moment you were born."
Jessica (tae's mom)
(Her voice trembled, and before taehyung could react, Jessica sank down beside her on the couch, her arms reaching out as if to embrace her. Tears began to streak down her perfectly made-up face, as though she were playing the part of a heartbroken mother to perfection.)
Jessica (tae's mom)
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