part 2 MY SIN

The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold. Taehyung’s body ached, every inch of him marked by Victor’s unrelenting passion. His wrists still bore faint red lines from being held down, and his lips were swollen, reminding him of the previous night’s fire.

He tried to shift away from the heavy arm draped over his waist, but Victor’s grip tightened immediately, as if his body instinctively refused to let Tae go.

“You’re not running anywhere,” Victor’s low voice rumbled against Tae’s ear, sending shivers down his spine.

Taehyung pouted, hiding his face into the pillow. “I wasn’t running. I just… wanted some space.”

Victor chuckled darkly, pressing a kiss to Tae’s bare shoulder. “Space? Baby, you lost the right to that when you moaned my name like a sinner begging for forgiveness.”

Tae’s cheeks burned crimson. He hated how easily Victor could reduce him to a blushing mess, even when his heart screamed that he should resist.

“Y-You’re too much,” Tae whispered, his voice soft, fragile.

Victor tilted his chin up, forcing Tae to meet his piercing eyes. “And you love it.”

Tae’s lips parted to argue, but no words came. Because deep inside, he knew it was true. The way Victor touched him, owned him, looked at him like he was the only thing in the universe—it was intoxicating. It was terrifying. And yet, he craved it.

Victor brushed his thumb across Tae’s lower lip, pressing down just enough to make him whimper. “Tell me the truth. Do you regret last night?”

Taehyung’s chest tightened. He could lie, tell Victor that it was all a mistake. But his heart betrayed him, beating wildly as his lips formed the words he feared most.

“…No.”

Victor’s smirk was dangerous, victorious. He leaned down, kissing Tae with a slow, consuming hunger that made him forget every ounce of resistance he once held.

But the peace didn’t last.

Later that afternoon, Victor’s phone buzzed with a call. His sharp expression returned as he answered, his voice curt and commanding. Tae sat quietly on the couch, hugging a pillow, watching him with a mixture of curiosity and unease.

“Don’t let him leave town. Handle it,” Victor snapped before hanging up.

Tae blinked. “Who was that?”

Victor’s jaw clenched, his dangerous aura seeping into the room. “Nothing you need to know.”

Taehyung frowned, his bratty side surfacing. “You can’t just say that and expect me to stay quiet. What are you hiding?”

Victor stalked toward him, grabbing his chin firmly. “Careful, Tae. You’re mine, but that doesn’t mean you get to question me.”

Tae’s eyes glistened with defiance. “Then maybe I don’t want to be yours.”

The silence that followed was heavy, suffocating. Victor’s gaze darkened, but instead of anger, there was a flicker of fear.

He lowered his voice, almost broken. “Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that.”

Taehyung’s breath caught. For the first time, Victor looked vulnerable—like the thought of losing him was a sin he couldn’t bear.

Victor’s hands trembled slightly as he cupped Tae’s face. “You don’t understand, baby. You’re my sin, my obsession… my salvation. If I lose you, I’ll lose myself.”

Tae’s heart stuttered, torn between fear and longing. His voice cracked. “Then prove it. Prove I’m more than just something you own.”

Victor’s lips hovered over his, his eyes burning with desperation. “I’ll prove it every damn day if I have to. But don’t you dare think of leaving me, Taehyung. Because if you do…” His grip tightened, possessive and unyielding. “…I’ll drag you back, no matter where you run.”

Tae’s breath hitched, but instead of pulling away, he leaned into Victor’s chest, clutching his shirt with trembling fingers.

Because despite everything—despite the danger, the obsession, the fear—his heart whispered the cruelest truth of all.

He didn’t want to escape.

Not from Victor.

Not from his sin.

Victor:Did You think you could walk away after teasing me like that, brat?

TAE: (smirking) maybe I like seeing you mad, baby. You look hot when you're angry.

victor: ( grabs his wrist tightly) don't play with fire, tae . I'm not patient with you .

TAE: ohh....but you are soft for me , aren't you ?

I can make you melt with just a smile 😊

Thank you for reading

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