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IN YOUR ROOM

I leaned against the closed door with a ragged breath; my cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.I could still hear Taehyung's deep voice echoing, calling out my name. My heart quickened as I wondered if he had realised that it was me who had heard him. My eyes flicked down to the vape pen in my hand. 

Taehyung had left it earlier, and I just wanted to hand it back.I pressed a trembling hand to my mouth, trying to calm my racing thoughts. That sound — Taehyung's deep husky voice moaning my name like he was craving me,it just sent shivers down my spine.I had never known such a forbidden thing would make my panties wet.

My thighs clenched together self-consciously as I felt the wetness soaking through my panties.I slide a shaky hand between my legs , confirming what I already knew - I was completely soaked.The memory of taehyung's moans echoed in my mind.I wanted to touch him,let him touch me too." Oh god" I breathed out with my eyes shut, reminding myself that I was here to pursue my fashion dreams,not fall for my cold stepbrother.

But his voice,that raw need in his moans,it made me feel wanted in a way I had never experienced."This is wrong..so wrong..am I dreaming?, "I muttered to myself before slapping my flushed cheeks, bringing me back to reality.

I buried myself under the covers, willing my racing heart to slow down.The AC hummed loudly,a small mercy to mask any noise I might make.I curled into a ball, trying to ignore the throbbing between my legs. Tomorrow I was presenting my designs to Amor executives - it was my stepfather's company, Amor.And suddenly my mind whirled with anxiety and arousal. 

Amor was a powerhouse in the fashion industry, and tomorrow I will be standing in front of those elites, including Taehyung.I had worked hard,so hard for this opportunity. Now all I could think about was Taehyung's moans as he touched himself."Focus Yn" I face slapped myself more,trying to sleep.

THE NEXT MORNING

I glanced at my expensive wristwatch,a frown forming on my lips.Yn was usually punctual but this morning she was unusually late.I took a sip of my black coffee,trying to hide my concern and irritation.I finally caught a glimpse of her in a simple white shirt and pencil skirt,a neat bun with no makeup. My dark eyes narrowed,she looked too simple,at this rate, she might get cancelled.

(sorry for this gif ik yall hate him, but i love the drama)

"Yn..wait" I stood up abrubtly,my chair scraping against the floor. The maids exchanged suprised glances."You can't go like that,where is your makeup? and that skirt is too plain,you are representing father's company," I muttered to her with a heavy sigh,she blinks before shaking her head as no."We are already late-"

"I don't care if you are late" I snapped,my voice low and commanding.I walked around the table,my eyes scanning her from head to toe."You have five minutes to change" Without waiting for her response,I grabbed her wrist pulling her out of the dining room towards my luxurious room,slamming the door shut behind us."Sit" I ordered, pointing at the vanity in the corner.I rummaged through the seperate wardrobe,pulling out a sleek black overcoat blazer and a tailored skirt that would fit Yn perfectly.I threw them on the bed,along with a silk blouse and some heeled boots that matched the outfit."Change into these" I commanded

Her doe eyes widened as she looked at the price tags."It's too much-" I cut her off mid-sentence."Too much what? Expensive? classy? like something the stepdaughter of the Amor CEO would wear?" My eyes glinted dangerously as I watched my shocked expression." Exactly..now change before I do it for you." my voice carried a subtle threat.She nodded, hurriedly running inside the bathroom to change. 

Meanwhile, I moved my vanity table and started selecting makeup for her.I knew exactly what looked good on her- after all I had been studying her features for months, the moment dad showed her pictures to me. The door creaked open, and I turned around to see Yn stepping out in the outfit.

My heart skipped a beat as she emerged. The transformation was stunning- the simple, silly girl she looked before now looked every inch the wealthy, confident designer she meant to be. The skirt hugged her curves perffectly and the blazer added an air of professionalism.I calmly gestured her to sit infront of the vanity trying to maintain a stern expression despite how gorgeous she looked.I picked up a foundation shade that I knew would fit her skin tone perfectly."Sit still," I ordered gruffly, stepping behind her.

With skilled hands,I applied her makeup - keeping it natural and elegant just like she preferred.My long fingers carefully combed through her soft brown hair,my eyes focused intently on the task at hand. As I finished,I set the comb down and gently tilted her chin up with my thumb and index finger."Not bad,little one..You actually look presentable for once" I mocked her teasingly.She stared down,her cheeks flushed as she mutter, "Thank you so much" my expression softened slightly at her nervous whisper, but my eyes remained cold.I released her chin and stepped back,crossing my arms over my chest."Don't mess this up Yn..Father expects you to make a good impression." I muttered.

"Y-yeah we should go now..we are so late now" she stared away before rushing out of the room.I scoffed,grabbing my keys and phone before heading out. As I opened the door for her,my hand inadvertently brushes against her arm causing a shiver run down her spine."Let's go before father starts yelling at both of us" I ordered calmly,she nodded keeping her head down.The drive was silent, tension filling the car as my knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel too tightly. As we arrived,I quickly parked and stepped out,buttoning my suit jacket before holding out a hand to help Yn out.

I was about to pull her with me, but she stood still,I paused, turning back to her with a frown."What's wrong? We are going to be even later if you don't move" I told her sternly.She only looked down,her cheeks flushed and i immediately knew that she was nervous.Without thinking,I pulled her closer by the waist and put an arm around her back protectively."Hey it's okay.." I mumbled gently while cupping her cheeks.

"Listen to me..You have to be confident today..If you show any sign of weakness,those bitches will eat you alive and steal the spotlight from your designs." I warned her softly, she nodded understandingly."You are right..I can't let this opportunity go" she smiled slightly, making me guide her towards the entrance.

The staff were staring at Yn with curiosity and envy after all she was chosen as the daughter of Kim Kwan, someone close even to the president of Korea.I knew they might try to harm her intentionally, as she was naive and not used to such surroundings.I pulled her closer to my side, ensuring everyone knew their place.The meeting hall was filled with top designers and executives,all murmuring amongst themselves until we entered. 

Izumi, my personal designer, looked up from her desk with a predatory gaze.She stood up,her eyes locked on me."Taehyung? You are late and..who is this?" she asked me.I nudged Yn forward slightly,my hand remaining on her back."Go ahead, introduce yourself," I murmured low enough for her to heart,my voice was both encouraging and demanding.

Yn gulped hard before looking forward,"Good morning everyone..my apologies for being late..I m Yn and I m here to present some of my orginal designs for the upcoming summer campaign..I m grateful to Mr Kim Kwan for this opportunity.." she smiled at everyone nervously and it was quite obvious,these elite designers were used to seeing confident candidates.Izumi's lips curved into a fake smile,her eyes scanning Yn from up to down with a condescending look.

"How quaint..A stepdaughter with dreams of fashion?" she turned to me,batting her lashes."Taehyung-ah.I m sure your little sister is adorable, but we have real business to discuss" I clenched my jaw about to defend her but Yn held my hand.I squeezed it slightly giving her a silent'go ahead' before turning back to Izumi.

"You might be right about my family matters but you can't judge someone's work without examining..It's quite unprofessional of you, even though you have such a respect in the industry Miss Izumi." she said to her in a voice strong enough to hold on to her point of view.Izumi's expression turned cold,clearly offended by Yn's bold response.She stood up angrily."Excuse me? You little girl,I have been designing clothes for over a decade! I don't need some upstart like you telling me how to do my job" she snapped at her. My hands tightened into a fist. She was going too far. 

However, I stayed still, somewhere I knew this was Yn's first battle to overcome for her dreams."Of course,you are better than me in your work,I was just pointing out on your reckless behaviour to newcomers..Instead of motivating them you are only discouraging..Your behaviour is such an insult to your beautiful works," she replied politely with a sweet smile.Suddenly the room was filled with soft laughter and whispers as the other designers found Izumi's outburst amusing.Izumi's face was beet red in anger,realizing that she was just publicly humiliated by a young girl.She glared at Yn,her voice shaking with anger."You think you can replace me?" she asked her.Yn shook her head as no,"A student can replace a teacher completely" she whispered wisely.

The room fell silent; even I was impressed by her diplomacy and confidence. Izumi seemed to be taken aback by the simple truth in Yn's words. One of the older designers spoke up,"Miss Yn makes a good point, Izumi..A student may not replace a master, but they can learn from them nd crate something new..That's what keeps our industry fresh..And I must say, Miss Ari has shown more maturity and respect in this brief interaction than many experienced designers" he stood up, clapping gently for Yn."Alright, it's enough now..It's time for Yn to show her designs" I ordered everyone who agreed in unison.

I searched my bag again and again,I couldn't find the pendrive that had all my designs.Shit did I forget them at the mansion?I looked up at Taehyung,finding him smirking as he watched me panic.He leaned in close to my right ear." Looking for this?" he held up the pink pendrive,his eyes dark with something unspoken."You left it in the hallway after you caught me moaning your name while masturbating" I froze,his smirk grew wider,more dangerous. He leaned ever closer,his breath tickling my earlobe.

"I will give it back..but you have to do something.. something that only you can do" his hand gently squeezed mine under the table, passing on the pendrive to me.I didn't take it that seriously and immediately nodded as the pendrive was more important. Taehyung released my hand, letting me present my designs.And the meeting went quite well, even though I was so scared at the beginning.The room buzzed with positive reactions as my designs were displayed.

The elegant yet sensual summer collection had everyone leaning forward in their seats.Even Izumi can't hide her admiration, though she kept a sour expression, but I hope I can be partners with her someday. One of the board members spoke up,"Miss Yn your use of light weight fabric and subtle cut outs is exquisite I m sure we going to be hella profitable with you" I smiled back, thanking everyone. I m so glad that I m finally making progress in my life.

After the meeting ended,I was left alone with my belongings. I kept them in my bag not knowing that Taehyung stayed behind,leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed,watching me.His eyes darkened as he remembered the 'favour' I owed him.He pushed off the frame and stalked towards me,his presence filling the room."That was quite  performance,little one" his voice was low almost predatory."Oh yeah..it's because you encouraged me so well..Thank you.." I muttered without looking at him. I hoped he didn't remember the deal we made.

His lips curled into a smirk at my innocent tone. He knew that I was playing dumb, acting as if nothing had happened between us. He liked it. It only made his obsession grow stronger."Hmm..I m sure it will all my encouraging words" he stepped closer,his voice dropping to a whisper.

"You are very good at keeping promises, aren't you? But I think you forgot something" his hand slid down to my arms,his fingers interlocking with mine gently as he pulled me closer.I froze feeling his hardness pressing on my hips.He groaned softly in my neck,feeling me tense on.He pressed harder against me."You know what I want Yn..Right here..right now..no will interrupt us-" I suddenly pushed him away."We can't do this!"He froze before looking at me with desire and annoyance.

"Why not? because of some stupid moral code? Because we are step-siblings? None of that mattered the moment you heard me moaning your name while stroking my cock last night,little one" he muttered with a harsh breath. My thighs clenched at his words, my cheek flushed,I had the same mutual feelings for him, but we can't. This is so wrong.

He grabbed my chin,forcing me to look at him."Look at me when I m fucking talking to you..I m fucking serious,Yn..I need to fuck you right now,in this room,on this table,on the fucking floor,I don't fucking care" he growled low before making me sit on the table."What the heck-" I whined out as he wrapped his arm around my throat,not squeezing, just holding me in place. My heart pounded against my ribs as he stepped between my legs,pressing his bulge to my core.I arched my back,biting my lips.

I m sure he felt my wetness seeping through my stocking, confirming what he already knew - I was just as turned on as he was.his fingers slide higher teasing the edge of my panties."Lie to me again and I will keep you naked on my bed,no one will know about your whearabouts" he warned harshly before pulling my lace panties down my ankles.

His breath hitched as he looked at my exposed pussy.His hands trembled slightly as he parts swollen folds, collecting my juices.He dropped on his knees, spreading my thighs wider. Without warning, he spits on my glistening pussy, making me moan out for the very first time in my life.He hovered over me, pinning my hands above my head in an iron-tight grip.

"It's wrong but..that's what makes it delicious, right,little one?" he smiled mockingly against my lips before his tongue explored my mouth with a hungry, possessive kiss.

Are we already having sex?!

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃

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