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Third person's POV.

Her body was radiating off that heat. No. Not in a sexual way but her skin was sure reddish and flushed due to the high temperature. And the room temperature wasn't even that high if you ask him.

It looks like she took a really warm shower and Taehyung could feel that lingering wetness of water on her skin as he was close to her which he have covered with the warmth of comforter while keeping a firm hold on her.

And now he could see why her skin looked too flushed. Since now he was really close to her, he could see that harsh redish marks as if she have rubbed her body really rough with something hard along with the trail marks of her nails. Hell he could smell that unavoidable smell of the expensive body wash he uses on his own.

It didn't took him much seconds to understand about her intentions and the very thoughts which might have circulated in her head.

And all of it only made him want to keep her more close to him. Close to the warmth of his skin as he didn't wanted to let her go.

Not at this moment and nor any time soon.

Storm was wiggling in his hold to get away from him or more specifically to get his hands off of her.

Each time she weakly tried to push his hand off, it only made him tighten his hold on her. Keeping her more secured in his arms.

Letting out a hiss she tried more to get away from him. "Leave." Her voice was horace. More so strained and raspy. And Taehyung knew she have being crying just by her voice and he don't blame her.

"Taehyung. Fucking leave me." She tried to push him off by her legs but all in Vail.

And Storm never felt this weak. Too weak to fight back as she was being vulnerable and what made it worst was Taehyung being by her side.

Yes she wanted to be alone and fight him back but right now, she was too weak. Physically and mentally. Too drained out that every action was only break her further and further. It was triggering and Taehyung knew it oh too well.

"Why should I?" He mumbled from behind her.

"Just leave me." Of course he didn't.

Her body was more so stiff as she struggled while laying on the bed. Breathing irregular by following seconds, she tried hard to control her inhale and exhale while Taehyung let out a sigh at her little struggles which were of course useless.

He got the hospital reports of Storm from a very private hospital with the help of Jennie. She was admitted for weeks for the severe case of malnourishment and starvation. Seriously, how severe it can be?

Sure Taehyung knew better than believing that. Lenzo might have starved her but he knew that case was totally different. So he did what he has to be done.

Taking it all in his hands, he himself hacked into the hospital system and got into private system of all the gynecologist working there. Tracking all of their stored files, until he found the one he was looking for. The one who treated her.

And he did. Sure it took some time but worth it.

He found an E-file stored in the very name of Storm Yoon which contains all of the information regarding her health and treatment.

She was past eleven week when she had the surgical abortion. No, not by choice but it was recorded that she had the miscarriage even before she reached the hospital.

It was also stated that she lost the baby because of excess blood loss which was caused by a stab wound onto a specific side of her abdomen. And Taehyung knew the beautiful flowery pattern with permanent ink on the skin of her tummy and waist concealed that scar.

And things only made it more complicated for her as it was very much evident the patient wouldn't survive. Her young body was too weak and the lack of blood by the stab never helped her health at all.

But she was lucky since her internal organs wasn't wounded nor her uterus, but that doesn't mean it made any less complications for her abortion.

It was also recorded that she once again consulted the same doctor because of the reopening of her wound which caused an infection, and it was given proper treatment in hospital itself. That just reminds him of the information he got from the high school.

Since she was being given proper medical attention at times of need, she won't face any complexity on her pregnancy for future but there was a time period though.

There was an clear warning to not get pregnant for a long time period as the doctor have stated that she really has to heal good and be healthy in order to conceive a child in future.

No, Taehyung doesn't know who stabbed her which sure earned a frown on his forehead as he couldn't quite point it out. But the fact that Lenzo was the one who signed all those legal papers of hospital says it all. And things weren't informed to the authorities too as she was a minor.

Now Lenzo sure is an asshole who don't really care about Storm, but Taehyung don't think he would leave something like this if it was anything involved with rivalry. well, he gotta keep his head up while feeding off his damn ego.

That leave with Lenzo being aware of every single shit and him keeping it low makes it much more evident. He won't be surprised if it's Lenzo himself. A little instinct.

"Would you stop struggling?" He muttered lowly. Yes, he still have his arm warped around her and Storm was trying hard to get away from him. Being very much uncomfortable and edged.

And that's what he exactly wanted.

Droving her over the edge until he could hit that deepest peak and see what lies beneath there.

He knows, he knows that he was playing with a very sensitive topic here. Her trauma. He shouldn't be doing this but he wanted to.

He was aware that every single actions from him will stir up an reaction from her which won't be really pretty.

But he knew what he was doing.

"I swear just leave me." She sounded so fucking breathless at the moment.

Moving more close and inching to her skin, he made sure she was feeling his presence against her which wasn't doing any good.

For Storm, it was as though a hot wire was coiling against her body which burned her skin. Making it hard for her to move as with each movement, the wire only tightened.

It felt like someone was tugging the end of that hot wire purposely. Making her feel so breathless. So fucking suffocated.

"Breath sparkles." Taehyung cooed while creeping his hand inside the blanket which made her let out a cry.

His touches were triggering her real bad as flashbacks started to blind her eyes which she tried hard to fight it off. She tried hard to fight against all those inner tormant which was taking place inside her.

Trying so hard to not fall into those flashbacks.

His long slender fingers found it's way on to her bare flushed skin and tugged the fluffy towel around her lightly.

Eyes wide, her breath hitched as she felt that.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch me." Avoiding her protest, he purposely roamed his hand on her skin. "Taehyung. Stop." Her voice sounded so weak and desperate which was totally ignored by him.

"Stop." She let out breathy whisper. Feeling her chest tightening, Storm violently struggled against his hold. Wanting to get air in her system while fresh tears leaking out from her silver eyes onto her cheeks.

Her Vision was getting blurred as she tried to kick him off while tears never stopped flowing. "Please." She let out another whisper in thin air which made Taehyung to gulp his saliva.

He doesn't know why but that just hit the right spot.

"Please Taehyung. Don't." Her voice sounded so shaky as if she was gonna cry out loud or breakdown at any moment. That sure was hitting right spot in his heart, making it beat rapidly against his ribcage for following seconds. Feeling that sense of warmth washing over his body.

Crawling his hand to the side of her tummy, he caresed her inked skin which made her more tense while her breath become more heavier which was echoing in his ears. Each shaky breath she took, he could hear it.

Feeling her struggling slowing down  while she tried to control her breath, Taehyung swiftly moved his hand down to her lower tummy. Finger lightly grazing the scarred skin of in between her tummy and plevis, he was trying to feel that scar making her hold his hand in a tight grip being alert. And before she could shove his hand off, he scratched that skin of her really hard making her jolt from place.

Hands and legs struggling hard, she tried to get away from him. Shoving him off with both her hands and kicking her feet against him which sure hurted his muscles.

"NOOOO. DON'T TOUCH ME. LEAVE ME." She tried hard to get away from him while letting out loud screams of struggles.

But Taehyung sure had firm grip on her. Hugging her from behind, his whole chest onto her back while putting one his leg over her figure. practically using his body weight to keep her in place. Keeping her close to him.

"It's ok. I'm here." His voice felt too distant in her ears as Storm violently trashed around in his arms while cried out loud.

She was getting trauma flashbacks.

No.

The voices and clear vivid tapes that played in her head was too hard to fight back which made her hiccups to intensify.

"Hmm. I know you like it. Don't you little cunt?"

"Such a good little slut who doesn't complain and take whatever I give. You like it so much right? You like what I'm doing?"

"You have such a beautiful long hair which I envy a lot. It smells and look so fucking good that it makes me fucking hard."

"I could never get enough of your body little cunt."

"Keep fucking screaming. Fucking resist me and I'll fuck you harder and harder. Just the way you want. My little cunt."

No.

Stop this.

Someone make this stop.

A loud voice ringing close to her ears made her screech her lungs out. The voice felt too loud that it felt like her ears were bleeding, and Taehyung keeping her in place while limiting her movements was never helping it.

She wanted to be free from his possession. Free from the restraining touches.

Disgusting.

She felt so disgusted.

She was disgusting.

Her skin felt so icky and disgusting that she wanted to peel it off of her to get rid of that feeling.

"Stormy. Precious." The voice was crystal clear in her ears which made her shed more tears while feeling an unbearable pain raising from the pit of her stomach.

And that scared her most.

She sucked in a large amount breath as it felt like the time was reversed while feeling that familiar pain. Too familiar.

Getting away from his grip successfully, she tried to crawl down, more like trash away to get down from the bed but Taehyung was quick to hold her from falling out and once again to hold her back.

"S-stop. Please." Storm let out a loud painful sob. No. Its wasn't a cry of struggle or whimper which showcased fear but a sob of pure agony and pain.

He knew it. He could see the agony and misery that she have being carrying for so long with herself. Hell he could feel it from her raw voice.

Her hiccups were so loud and she didn't care. She didn't cared if she was crying out like a damn child at the moment that too in front of her husband.

Not that he haven't seen her crying out or at her worst but at the moment, Storm didn't how to word it out.

"W-why?" She whimpered while taking in shaky breaths, saliva leaking out from the corner of her chapped lips because of the continues struggle and cries. "Why are you doing this to me Taehyung?"

"You w-wanted this?" He stayed silent while taking in her words which she hiccupped.

"Why did y-you do that? Why are you fucking me up?" She tried to push Taehyung's strong leg off her by pushing his thigh weakly.

"Why t-that man? What did I ever do? I trusted him." And she was breaking further and further to which he licked his lips, feeling somewhat overwhelmed by himself.

"Why h-him?"

"He fucking broke me." She wheezed out loud. Body shaking so bad, Taehyung really had to hold back his urge to turn her around and caress her face to calm her down as he knew it'll be more difficult for her if anything.

Feeling his hold tightening, she further screamed. "N-no. Leave me. Get away from me. NO. NO. I'M DISGUSTING TAEHYUNG. LEAVE. DON'T TOUCH ME."

"I'm just disgusting and used." She whispered lastly in between her wails of misery.

Taehyung felt shiver running across his bones as her words hit him hard.

Unknowingly, it was tugging the strings of his heart. Making him feel that unknown emotion for her.

Broken.

She sound so broken and vulnerable as ever. Her voice sounded so lost.

That was something he never thought of hearing.

Storm always had that authority or seductiveness in her voice itself. A clear sharp weapon which never miss the beat. And whenever she spit the words, she makes sure her voice were firm while asserting the words on what she wanted to convey loud and clear. She know what she does and she does what she says.

But right now, by how much broken she sounds, Taehyung couldn't help but wanting to keep her in his arms, away from this very world who didn't played fare to her.

No.

The world have never being fare to her.

And Bella wasn't wrong when they said the world don't deserve her.

"He broke me .... H-he took it from me and no one ... They all knew yet no one ..." She couldn't even complete her sentence as her loud cries were nothing but painful. Fuck it was so overwhelming for himself to hear it.

"What did I ever did?" Whispering out, she sobbed as she really lost it this time.

And Taehyung realized it. He realized this was that shade which painted an deeper layer of her. A shade which was hidden from eyes. A shade which she choose to hide.

But Taehyung was the only person who decided to have a sharp look into all those tempting and intimidating colors to see those deeper shades of layer which was stroked. And probably he was the only one who choose to care, that is if he did.

This was it. All those bricks she have built around her soul, was now shattered. And Taehyung was whitnessing it all.

Taehyung was seeing that tight knot being opened while layers and layers being stripping down which surrounds her.

Bare and raw.

He was watching her true raw, vulnerable and broken self. Her fragile shattered soul which lacked that golden glow. So wounded that it was weeping silently.

"I'm disgusting, just ..... Don't touch me." Weekly, pushing him lastly, she felt his hold loosening on her. That's all she could think about.

She's tainted. Her body was nothing but a sin itself. So disgusting that Taehyung gonna get tainted by a mere touch on her skin.

No.

She didn't wanted that.

She didn't wanted to taint him.

She didn't wanted him touch her and make himself disgusting.

"And you think that?" Taehyung's voice was low and deep as he choose his words wisely. "Look at me."

Feeling her slowly turning away from him, Taehyung carefully held her and  made her lay on back while letting his dark nighty orbs to run over her face.

Her face were so flushed with all her cries, eyes teary and reddish while her sparkling silver eyes looking up to him. Nose ruiny with snout, there were saliva on her jaw and the side of her jaw line. A whole mess.

He shouldn't be feeling this but man he couldn't help but feel so much for her. So much emotions that he didn't knew he was capable of, just for her.

Eyes softening, he started to wipe her face clean gently with his bare hand. Wiping those tears, cleaning the snout of her nose and her jaw and jaw line which had saliva sticking. All while keeping an good glance on her.

Brushing his hand on the comforter, Taehyung never once look away from her face. "And you really believe all of it?"

And that just made her more vulnerable than she already is as more things crashed her mind hard which made her eyes bleed in pain.

"I'm not slut." Closing her eyes, she hiccupped. She didn't really care of anything at the moment as she couldn't find something that would keep her up while everything was weighing on her shoulder.

Normally, her mother's existence or presence always keeps her up and now she just felt too left out. So pathetic.

"I'm not a slut and I'm not a child of whore." Looking up at Taehyung she shaked her head rapidly as if to make him really believe what she said was true.

"I-" She turned to side, away from his sharp yet gentle glance as if she couldn't stand it. Fisting both her hands, she keep it on her mouth. Muffling down her cries but her body shaked with each breath she took.

"I didn't wanted it. I s-swear I didn't wanted it and I n-never asked for it. I'm not a whore."

She's not a slut who opens her legs for everyone. She didn't got pregnant because she whored around in school. She never seduced anyone to sleep with them. Not that man or teacher and students like they say.

She never wanted it neither she liked it

So she's not a whore.

She's not a whore ..... Right?

The man have forced himself upon her that she got pregnant .... So that doesn't make her a slut, right?

"That man ruined me .... And now I don't even know myself." True words. The man was nothing but a nightmare for her. Always.

Inching more close to her, Taehyung once again kept his arms tightly around making her muffled cries to be out loud while he cooed against her ear to sooth her down. To calm that rising anxiety in her which he could feel.

Storm was tired. Tired of every single thing that was happening around her. So drained out. Her body felt nothing but sick, feeling like she gonna throw up at any moment.

"You ain't a slut." His voice snapped her from the never ending thoughts in her. "You hear me? You ain't a slut and neither you're a daughter of whore." Taehyung have made sure his voice was firm yet calming.

He didn't wanted to raise his voice on her to get his words inside her head by snapping. So he kept it gentle and assuring. Assuring her his thoughts.

"You're daughter of Bella Enrique and Son Ezra Lee. A child who grew up strong. A bad ass babe who don't give a shit."

"You're Storm. Your mother's precious little." She for sure is.

"And you're Silver. A devil lady who shouldn't be tested. A women who draws boundaries which no men or women dare to cross."

Gulping down his saliva, Taehyung once again put his leg over her body, much close now as he choose his next words. Voice dropping an octave low while words roll out of his tongue.

"You're madam Kim. My wife." It felt so right as he said that.

"You aren't those disgusting names or the darkness you endured but you're that sparkling light who refuses to surrender."

"My sparkling baby." He breathed out. His ears were filled with her sniffles and heavy pants. No her