The Beginning of Obsession

The grand ballroom of Mumbai’s most luxurious hotel was buzzing with life. Chandeliers sparkled like a thousand fallen stars, and the scent of expensive wine mixed with the soft melody of a violin playing in the background. It was a night where the elite of the city gathered, a world far away from the ordinary life Y/N Rajput knew.

Dressed in a simple yet elegant saree, Y/N stood near the refreshments table, feeling out of place among the wealthy socialites. She was only here because of her best friend, who had somehow convinced her to attend this high-profile charity event. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back, her deep brown eyes scanning the crowd with curiosity and then, she felt it.

A piercing gaze burned into her from across the hall. The moment she turned, her breath caught in her throat. A man stood at the far end of the ballroom, his tall frame clad in an all-black tailored suit.

He exuded power, danger, and an aura that sent chills down her spine. His sharp jawline, dark eyes, and perfectly styled hair made him look like a fallen angel—too beautiful to be real, yet too terrifying to ignore.

kIM TAEHYUNG

The name was whispered in hushed tones throughout the room. The man feared by many, the ruthless Korean mafia boss who had recently expanded his empire to India. No one dared to meet his gaze, yet he stood there, watching her with an intensity that made her feel like she was his next conquest.

Y/N swallowed hard and quickly looked away, trying to shake off the strange feeling crawling up her spine. But the weight of his stare never left her. She forced herself to focus on the surrounding conversation, but her heartbeat refused to calm.

MOMENTS LATER

she felt a presence beside her. A deep voice, laced with amusement yet possessive, whispered near her ear, "You’re quite bold, little one. Looking away from me? No one does that."

Y/N stiffened. The rich, deep timbre of his voice sent a shiver through her. She turned slightly, her eyes meeting his for the first time up close. He was even more breathtaking from this angle, but there was something dangerously mesmerizing about him. Something that screamed run.

“I don’t know who you are,” Y/N said, her voice steady despite the storm inside her.

Taehyung smirked, tilting his head slightly. "You will soon."

Before she could respond, he took a step closer, the scent of his expensive cologne invading her senses. “What’s your name?”

Y/N took a step back, maintaining her distance. “I don’t think that’s any of your business."

A low chuckle left his lips, dark and amused. "Feisty." His fingers lightly grazed a strand of her hair, making her flinch. "I like that."

Y/N jerked away from his touch, glaring up at him. "Don't touch me."

Taehyung’s amusement didn’t fade. Instead, his eyes darkened with a dangerous glint. "You have no idea what you've just done, sweetheart."

The air around them grew heavy as if the whole world had faded, leaving only the two of them in a silent battle of wills and then, in that very moment, Y/N knew one terrifying truth—

She had caught the attention of the most dangerous man in the room and he wasn’t going to let her go.

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