Some stories start off like a fairytale
Phoebe's started with tragedies
He was a boy raised to be a monster
He became a man of deadly obsession
Her fire her spite, her strength. It was a trap and he fell right in
Consumed by a desperation to own her
He’d burn the world for her
Tear down empires
He would have her or no one else would

*

~Taeyung~
When I came to her class. I saw a man leaning over her seat
Too close to my woman
Rage flooded me.
I'll fucking kill him. Touching what belongs to me
When the class was out, I leaned against the wall
Watching her every move.
When she saw me, she stopped dead in her track, a look of shock rested on her face. She approached, trying to avoid my gaze
"You haven't answered any of my texts all day." I narrowed his eyes at the man standing to close behind her
Who the fuck was he to stand so possessively over my woman?
"I don't owe you an explanation Kim Taeyung." She bit
"Is it because of him?" My words were sharp. Angry
I didn't care people were watching
"Aniyo." She answered
"What's the problem? She can talk to whoever she wants." The guy barked
Fucking mutt
"Because Phoebe's my girl, and I don't want her anywhere near another man." I growled
Phoebe's jaw dropped
"You better back the fuck up." I threatened and stepped closer
"Kim Taeyung, don't go too far. I don't belong to anyone." She spoke low. I didn't care. This fucking loser dared stand so close and flirt with my woman right in front of me?
Fuck that. I'm no fucking cuckhold
"You hear that? You don't own her she can talk to and hang with whoever she wants." The bastard took a step closer standing behind her possessively
I could see her stiffen with his approach; which sparked a raging fire in my bones. One that had the potential to burn the whole school down
"Back the fuck up right now before I knock you the fuck out." He was pushing me. I was trying to control myself. But I was losing the battle
The bastard reached his hand out and attempted to put his arm around Phoebe, "I'm not scared of you, Kim Taeyung. If I want her I'll make her mi…" Before he could finish his sentence, my vision turned red and I punched him square in the jaw, he stumbled backward
How fucking dare he? Did he have a death wish?
Everyone started shouting and filming
I couldn't hear the words of everyone around us
"I told you to back the fuck up, and then you have the audacity to touch what belongs to me?"
I was too wrapped up in the guy touching her, I didn't notice the fear and distress on her face
She shoved past me and walked straight out
Leaving me standing there
I yelled at her she ignored me
I chased after her. She just kept walking, picking up her pace. Not stopping
She was trying to escape
She wasn't getting away that easy*

~Phoebe~
"Get away." I growled yanking on my ties
He grabbed my face pinching my cheeks hard leaning in for a kiss, I jerked my head away quick, he wasn't prepared, his grip slipped, taking the opening, I slammed my forehead into his, hard
"Ow fuck, you cunt." he punched me twice, the first hitting me in the eye and the second was across the cheek
My face ached.
"Hand me my knife." The man said
He sliced up my hoodie. I screamed
The cold air of the room crept up my exposed skin
"You're fucking tits are nice." He licked his lips and just as his hand reached for my breast, a loud bang echoed through the room
"Fuck what was that? Jung, go check it out." The man ordered
I screamed again. Loud and angry, I needed whoever was up there to hear me. I let all the rage out in one loud roar
The man slapped me and then back handed me across the face. I felt dizzy after the last one. The world spun a little more, and nausea swirled in the pit of my belly
The door is busted open and in walks a group of men and that's when I spot him.
Kim Taeyung


*This is a slow burn. The male lead has a lot of growth to make but he does grow!*

"Phoebe, I am nothing but chaos and crazy wrapped in a blanket that's been hand delivered to you." He stopped walking and pulled me back, my chest colliding with a wall of muscle. It made my breath hitch.


"You have really no idea what you do to me just by breathing in close proximity." he whispered low, his warm breath tickled my ear, sending shivers down my spine.


My knees felt weak and my leaned into his touch, his warmth, him.


"So am I Phoebe. I am crazy about you, and the only thing stopping me from ending that guys life is you. You being mad at me. Not worth it." He admitted.


"You should see a therapist. You need help."


"All I need is you, yeobo. Nothing else." He had this genuine feel in his words.


He was slowly winning over my heart. Every day we spend together is making me feel things deep in my heart; things that I've never felt before.


Chapter 129 - Knees weak