Rebirth of the Emperor's Betrayed Concubine
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The soft rustling of silk sheets and the quiet hum of the evening wrapped the room in an almost eerie stillness.
Tae lay on her side, staring at the ceiling, her mind racing. Beside her, Jimin curled up, unwilling to meet Tae’s gaze.
The young maid had insisted she could sleep on the floor, but Tae had made sure she stayed by her side.
jimin ( tae maid)
Please, Master…
Jimin whispered, her voice strained with discomfort.
jimin ( tae maid)
I can’t sleep beside you. It’s not right…
But Tae wasn’t having it. The palace was dangerous—too many eyes, too many whispers.
She knew that Jimin's safety was precarious, especially now that she was in the emperor's harem.
As much as Jimin protested, Tae knew this was for the best.
jeon taehyung (tae)
I don’t care,
Tae said firmly, her voice unwavering. She shifted, wrapping an arm around Jimin’s waist, pulling her closer to her own body.
jeon taehyung (tae)
You’ll stay beside me tonight. It’s not just for you—it’s for both of us.
Jimin’s breath hitched slightly, but she didn’t resist.
Despite her reluctance, she trusted Tae implicitly—her words always had a quiet strength that Jimin couldn’t argue with, even when she felt uncomfortable.
jimin ( tae maid)
I just don’t want to be a burden, Master,
Jimin whispered, her voice barely audible.
jeon taehyung (tae)
You’re never a burden,
Tae replied, squeezing Jimin’s hand gently.
jeon taehyung (tae)
This is just how it is. We need to protect each other, and tonight, you need to be close.
Tae’s eyes darkened with a mix of love and fear.
The memories of her past life, when she had lost everything—including Jimin—still haunted her.
The idea of losing her again, so soon after being reborn, was unbearable.
If she had to force Jimin’s presence for safety, she would. She had learned long ago that in this world, love didn’t always mean peace or comfort.
Sometimes, it meant making hard decisions.
Jimin let out a soft sigh, accepting her fate for the night.
jimin ( tae maid)
Alright, Master. I’ll stay. But only for tonight.
Tae nodded, her fingers tracing idle patterns on Jimin’s arm as she closed her eyes.
But even with her maid lying next to her, the feeling of unease wouldn’t leave.
There was something lurking in the dark halls of the palace—something sinister.
The quiet of the room eventually gave way to the deeper stillness of the night.
Tae lay awake, listening to the sounds outside—the distant hum of the palace’s nighttime activity, the occasional footsteps of guards, the rustle of leaves in the garden.
She glanced over at Jimin, who was finally asleep, her breathing soft and steady.
Tae hesitated, her thoughts returning to the most important task at hand: Jungkook.
She knew his habits by now.
It was had ten years since she has first become involved with him, and she knew that every night, just before he retired to his chambers, he walked the garden to clear his mind.
He couldn’t sleep unless he did. It was one of his most obvious, yet overlooked weaknesses.
The thought of him wandering the garden like clockwork gave Tae a sense of control—she knew this was the time to act.
Slowly, she slid out of bed, careful not to disturb Jimin, whose face remained serene in sleep.
Tae smoothed out the folds of her silk robe and crept toward the door. Her mind was sharp, focused on the plan she had set into motion.
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.Tonight, it will begin.
The night air was cool as Tae stepped into the garden, her footsteps light and measured.
The full moon bathed the garden in its soft glow, casting long shadows across the stone path.
It was a tranquil scene, but Tae’s heart raced with anticipation.
She knew Jungkook would be here soon—within ten minutes, he would pass through the archway at the end of the path.
Tae had learned over the years that men like him were easily swayed by beauty.
And while her beauty was nothing compared to the moon that lit the sky above, she knew it had power.
She positioned herself under a willow tree, the delicate strands of its branches swaying in the breeze, her figure hidden in the shadows but still visible enough to catch his attention.
She let the silence stretch, letting the anticipation build as she waited for him.
Tae’s pulse quickened as the soft rustle of footsteps approached, the rhythmic sound of his boots on the stone path signaling his arrival.
Slowly, she stepped out into the moonlight, her silhouette catching his gaze immediately.
Jungkook paused as he entered the garden, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the darkened path ahead.
He had done this every night for years—to clear his mind, to remind himself of his power.
But tonight, something was different. His gaze locked onto her figure, bathed in silver light beneath the willow tree.
Tae stood there, perfectly still, the cool wind making her long hair sway gently around her shoulders.
Her eyes, dark yet luminous, met his without hesitation. Her beauty—so pure, so striking in the moonlight—made his breath catch in his throat.
He knew she was a woman of extraordinary grace, but tonight, in this moment, she seemed almost ethereal.
Jungkook murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, though he wasn’t sure why he said her name so softly, as if the mere utterance of it could shatter the stillness of the night.
He had been so consumed with his duties, his thoughts tangled with court politics, that he hadn’t truly noticed her beauty before now—not like this.
Her lips curled into a subtle smile, knowing exactly the effect she had on him.
She took a step forward, her movements slow and deliberate, like a predator moving in for the kill.
jeon taehyung (tae)
Your Majesty,
She said, her voice smooth and melodic, a perfect balance of respect and softness.
She lowered her gaze, but only slightly, as if she acknowledged his title yet sought something more—something personal.
Jungkook swallowed, his eyes drinking in the sight of her. He couldn’t look away.
He found himself drawn to her, the power of her beauty seeping into his very bones.
His heart began to race, the cool night suddenly growing warm.
His voice trailed off as he tried to find the right words. His mind had gone blank, overwhelmed by her presence.
jeon jungkook
You are… exquisite, Tae.
Tae felt a thrill at his words, but she kept her expression serene, composed.
She had planned this moment well, letting him see her just enough to awaken his desire. His weakness was now hers to command.
jeon taehyung (tae)
You flatter me, Your Majesty,
She said softly, her voice still carrying that same subtle note of allure.
jeon jungkook
💭.But perhaps the moon has some competition tonight.
Jungkook took a slow step toward her, the distance between them shrinking, his gaze never leaving hers.
He couldn’t shake the feeling that something had changed—*she* had changed. Or maybe it was him.
He was caught in her orbit, unable to look away, unable to resist.
Tae smiled inwardly, but her eyes remained steady, calculating.
jeon taehyung (tae)
💭.**This was only the beginning.**
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shreya
tu ja ree mandbudhi
2025-01-13
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I am reading this with "villain" song playing in background
2024-12-02
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tsk can I kill him
2024-12-02
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