Today was the day of the event and everyone in the palace and kingdom was invited. I was wearing a beautiful white dress with white heals. I thought about wearing a necklace to the event but chose not to. As I was doing my hair and makeup the door creaked open and Taehyung walked inside.
He already had his outfit on, and... he kinda look... hot. Black really suited him. He glanced at me licking his lips in the process.
"You look stunning, as always," he remarked making his way towards me. "You don't look bad yourself, Taehyung," I say. He smirks, "Why thank you, princess," he says.
I felt a surge of annoyance at his casual demeanor. It was as if he didn't care about the forced relationship that we were both trapped in. I tried to focus on getting ready for the event, but his presence was a constant distraction.
As I put the finishing touches on my hair, Taehyung came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I stiffened at his touch, feeling the familiar surge of discomfort that always accompanied his space.
"Taehyung, what are you doing?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Just admiring the view,"he replied, resting his chin on my shoulder. "You know, we have to make a good impression today. The whole kingdom will be watching."
I resisted the urge to push him away, knowing that it would only escalate the situation. Instead, I freed myself from his grasp.
"I can handle myself just fine, Taehyung," I said, trying to get some control over the situation.
He chuckled, a low sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Of course you can, princess. But it doesn't hurt to have a prince by your side," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance.
I rolled my eyes before focusing on the task at hand and made my way to the event hall, with Taehyung following close behind.
The hall was filled with people, the air buzzing with excitement and anticipation. As we made our entrance, all eyes turned towards us, and I felt a pang of unease at being the center of attention once again.
Taehyung's hand found its way to the small of my back, guiding me through the crowd with possessive familiarity. I gritted my teeth, hating the way he acted as if he owned me.
I spotted my father and pulled Taehyung to him. The moment my father saw me, his eyes fluttered with excitement.
"Alexis! You look ... beautiful. You look just like your mother when she was younger," my father says and I let out a short smile.
"And Taehyung... You look as handsome as ever," my father stated and Taehyung smirks, "Why thank you, sir, but I believe your beloved daughter here looks more angelic than I," he responds.
A simple, plain smile played on my lips.
I observed as one of my guards walked towards my father,"Sir, they are requesting your presence," he says.
"Alright...." he shifted his gaze towards us, "I must be leaving now, Taehyung take care of my beautiful princess for me, please," father says.
"I will, sir," Taehyung responded, with a smile.
Father walked off and Taehyung and I pushed past our way to the crowd. I found a seat near the balcony and sat down while Taehyung went to go get us something to drink.
What felt like hours Taehyung had finally returned but 6 unfamiliar guys were with him.
I glared at them, "You said you was going to bring back something to drink not bring back 6 unfamiliar guys..." I said.
"When you said she was feisty... I didn't know you was for real," a blonde say to Taehyung.
I rolled my eyes, "Did you get the right drink that I wanted?" I asked.
"Yep, a sprite," Taehyung says. "You didn't put anything in it... right?" I asked, "Of course not..." Taehyung says. I chose to believe him and grabbed the sprite from out of his hand.
As I took a sip of it, I instantly spitted it out. "Where did you get this from..." I asked him, in disgust.
"Where the food was, why?" Taehyung asked.
"Because it taste like pee...." I say, wiping my tongue with a towel from the table.
"You're probably just overreacting," Taehyung says, taking the sprite from out of my hands and place it on his lips. He takes a sip and he too spitted it out.
Taehyung was about to say something but was cut off by my father. "Hello, ladies and gentlemen!" his voice echoed through the mic, "It has come to my attention that the sprite taste like piss to most of all guest, so for no more other complaints... I'll be shutting down the sprite area so it could be fix!" he announced.
So, it wasn't just us... good. I wondered to myself.
The night continued with different types of music. First, pop music, then K-pop, then J-pop. But, they mostly played K-pop songs more frequently and some of the songs I barely knew.
Taehyung chatted with his friends and I was just observing the other guests. I wasn't really paying attention because when I was staring at the other guest I didn't hear Taehyung calling my name until he began to finger me.
It had caught my attention, and I quickly pushed his hands away. He smirk before licking his lips.
"So, that caught your attention. Maybe I should do it more often when you're daydreaming," Taehyung remarked.
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I felt my face flush with anger at his inappropriate behavior. "Taehyung, that is completely unacceptable. You have no right to touch me without my consent," I said firmly, trying to keep my voice steady.
He chuckled, a dark glint in his eyes. "Come on, princess, don't be so uptight. We're just having fun, right?" he said, reaching out to touch me again.
I stood up abruptly, my fists clenched at my sides. "No, we are not just having fun. This is not a game, Taehyung. You need to respect my boundaries," I said, my voice raising slightly in frustration.
He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "What are you going to do about it, princess? You're stuck with me, remember?" he said, his tone mocking.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. I knew I needed to handle this situation carefully, without causing a scene. "I will not tolerate this behavior, Taehyung. If you cannot show me respect, then I will not hesitate to take matters into my own hands," I warned, my voice filled with determination.
He seemed momentarily taken aback by my sudden change in attitude. "Fine, princess. I'll behave. But don't think you can control me," he said, his tone defiant.
I squared my shoulders, meeting his gaze head-on. "I don't want to control you, Taehyung. I just want you to treat me with the respect I deserve," I said firmly.
He nodded, a hint of something unreadable in his eyes. "Understood, princess. I'll try to do better," he said, his tone slightly less arrogant.
I nodded in response, feeling a sense of relief that he seemed to have backed off, at least for now. I knew that dealing with Taehyung would be a constant challenge, but I was determined to stand my ground and not let him push me around.
As the night wore on, I found myself slowly letting my guard down, enjoying the music and the company of the other guests. Taehyung kept his distance, and I was grateful for the momentary peace.
Eventually, the event came to a close, and everyone began to make their way home. Taehyung offered to escort me back to the palace, and I reluctantly agreed, knowing that it was safer to have him by my side in the dark.
As we walked through the palace gardens, the moonlight casting a soft glow around us, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Taehyung seemed strangely silent, lost in his own thoughts.
"Taehyung, are you okay?" I asked, breaking the silence.
He looked up, his expression unreadable. "I'm fine, princess. Just thinking," he said softly.
I nodded, not wanting to push him further. We continued our walk in silence, the only sound being the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze.
As we reached the palace gates, I turned to Taehyung, a sense of gratitude washing over me. "Thank you for escorting me back, Taehyung. I appreciate it," I said sincerely.
He smiled, a genuine expression on his face for once. "No problem, princess. I'll always be here to protect you," he said, his eyes meeting mine with a hint of sincerity.
I smiled back, feeling a small flicker of hope that perhaps, just perhaps, there was more to Taehyung than met the eye. And as we made our way back into the palace, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for the two of us, trapped in a forced relationship but slowly finding a glimmer of understanding and maybe even friendship amidst the chaos.