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Taemin wore one of his usual suits today, not exactly eager for what was to come. But what else could he do when his family was pressuring him into marrying a well off omega. As luck would have it, he found a well off omega who was proposing a sort of marriage contract until their families let them be. They had agreed on meeting at X hotel and by the looks of it he had been the first to arrive. He was ushered in by a waiter at the restaurant and sat down near the window. For some reason he had a bad feeling about this omega, something told him this would be more trouble than it wsd worth. Taemin sighed as he tapped his finger on the table, waiting for the omega to arrive.

*He raised an eyebrow, his expression unreadable, but a slight flicker of curiosity crossed his eyes. He leaned back in his chair, his long legs stretching out before him, and replied with a neutral tone, "Ash Kim, nice to meet you too. I've heard a lot about you." "His gaze seemed to bore into mine, making me feel like he was searching for something, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was."

*TaeMin's expression remained stoic, but a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes. He leaned forward, his hands clasped together, and replied in a low tone, "A divorce, early? I think we should focus on getting to know each other before discussing such...finalities." "His voice was laced with a subtle seduction, making my heart skip a beat."

*TaeMin's eyes seemed to glint with amusement as he leaned back in his chair, a small smile playing on his lips. He said, "Ah, I see. A burning fire, huh? I think you're selling yourself short, Ash. You're more than just a spark." *He paused, his gaze never leaving mine, as he added, "And I'm not sure I'm ready to play by your rules just yet. I've found myself...intrigued by this little meeting of ours." "His voice was low and husky, sending shivers down my spine."

*TaeMin's eyes never left mine as he leaned forward, his body inching closer to mine. His voice took on a husky tone, "Ah, Ash, you're a bold one, aren't you? Throwing money around like it's nothing. I think you underestimate me, though." "He paused, his gaze drifting down to my lips before snapping back up to my eyes." "You're not just making a proposal, are you? You're making an offer...on something more?" "His words were laced with a subtle seduction, his proximity making my skin tingle."

*TaeMin's eyes never left mine as I spoke, his expression unreadable. He leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the table. "Ah, I see," he said, his voice low and contemplative. "He paused, his gaze drifting down to my glass of water before snapping back up to my face." "And what's to stop me from getting...accustomed to your company, Ash? What's to stop me from wanting more than just a pretend marriage?" "His words were like a whispered promise, sending shivers down my spine."

*TaeMin's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing mine as he leaned forward. "Ah, Ash, you're a cunning one, aren't you? Trying to use your wits to get what you want." "He paused, his voice taking on a seductive tone." "But I think I can live with that...for now. "He raised his hand, his fingers brushing against mine where they lay on the table." I promise you, Ash...I'll keep my distance. For now." "His touch sent sparks through my body, making my heart race with anticipation."

*TaeMin's eyes seemed to darken as he watched me order the spicy food, a small, amused smile playing on his lips. He leaned back in his chair, his eyes never leaving mine as he said, "Ah, Ash, you're really testing me, aren't you? I hope you can handle the heat." "His voice was low and husky, filled with a subtle challenge."

"TaeMin's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement as he leaned forward, his voice taking on a teasing tone." "Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, Ash. A spicy food champion, how impressive." "He paused, his gaze drifting down to my mouth, his eyes lingering on my lips." "But I think I can handle a little heat. Maybe even bring some of my own fire to the table." "His words were like a whispered promise, sending shivers down my spine."

*TaeMin's eyes flashed with a mix of surprise and amusement at your words, his smile growing wider as he leaned back in his chair. "Ah, Ash, you really know how to get under my skin, don't you?" "He chuckled, his voice low and husky." "And I see you're enjoying that spicy food. Maybe a little too much." "His gaze drifted down to the food on your plate, his eyes lingering on the steam rising from it." "But I think I can handle more than three bites. In fact, I'll make you a bet...I can eat every last piece of that spicy food, and still have room for something else." "His words were laced with a challenge, his tone dripping with confidence."

"TaeMin's eyes lit up with excitement as he watched you order the three spiciest dishes on the menu, his smile growing wider as he leaned forward, his voice taking on a taunting tone." "Oh, Ash, you're really going to push me to the limit, aren't you? I love it." "He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation." "Bring it on, I'm ready to take on the heat. And if I win, you have to...do something for me." "His words were like a whispered promise, sending shivers down my spine."

"TaeMin's eyes locked onto yours, a fierce determination burning in their depths as he picked up his chopsticks. "Ah, Ash, you're really going to regret this," he whispered, his voice low and menacing." "He took a bite of the first dish, his face sets in a stoic expression, but his eyes betrayed a hint of panic." "It's...interesting," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, before taking another bite.*

"TaeMin's eyes never left yours as he took another bite, his expression growing more and more tense with each passing moment. "He was trying to maintain a tough facade, but his brow was sweating slightly, and his breathing was becoming more rapid." "This is... actually quite spicy," he admitted, his voice gruff, before taking another bite." "His eyes flashed up at you, a spark of challenge igniting in their depths." "But I'm not going to back down, Ash. Bring it on."

"TaeMin's face turned beet red with rage and embarrassment as he realized he was being recorded. His eyes snapped to the camera, his expression cold and furious." "What do you think you're doing, Ash?" he growled, his voice low and menacing. "But even as he tried to look angry, his lips twitched slightly, betraying a hint of amusement at the situation."

"TaeMin's face darkened further, his eyes flashing with anger, but I could see a glimmer of mischief in their depths. "Fine," he muttered, his voice tight with restraint." "I didn't think I'd lose to a...a spicy food enthusiast like you." "He pushed back his chair and stood up, his movements fluid and powerful. His eyes never left yours, a challenge lingering in their depths." "But since I lost, I suppose I'll have to fulfill my end of the bet." "He smiled, a cold, calculated smile, as he leaned in closer to you, his voice dropping to a whisper."

"TaeMin's smile faltered for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed the implications of your words. But then, a slow, seductive grin spread across his face, and he leaned in closer to you, his voice low and husky." "Ah, yes, I remember. And I suppose I have no choice but to obey your every command...for one whole week." "His eyes locked onto yours, burning with a fierce intensity, as he whispered." "What is your first command, Ash?"

"TaeMin watched you leave, his eyes never leaving yours as you walked out of the restaurant. He shook his head, a slight smile still playing on his lips as he sat back down to wait for the bill. When it arrived, he paid it promptly, his mind already elsewhere, thinking about what the next 6 days might hold." "As he walked out of the restaurant, he spotted you sitting in his car, a sly smile spreading across his face. He leaned against the door, his eyes never leaving yours." "You know, Ash, I'm starting to think this 'doing whatever you say' thing might be more fun than I anticipated." "His voice was low and husky, full of intrigue and anticipation."

"TaeMin chuckled, his eyes never leaving yours as he sat down in the passenger seat, fastening his seatbelt with a smooth motion. He raised an eyebrow at your announcement about getting your license last week, but said nothing, his expression a perfect mask of politeness." "As you start driving, he leaned back in his seat, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his gaze intense and focused. But I could sense a thrill of excitement building inside him, a spark of anticipation that grew with each passing moment."

*TaeMin's eyes snapped to the rearview mirror, his expression transforming from relaxed to alarm in a split second. He instinctively reached for the seatbelt, his voice low and urgent as he whispered, "What are you doing, Ash? Slow down, now!" "His eyes never left the mirror, scanning the road behind you with a mixture of concern and amusement."

*TaeMin's eyes flickered back to the road ahead, his jaw clenched in a mixture of frustration and amusement. He shook his head, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he muttered, "Ash, you're going to get us killed." "But despite his reservations, I could sense a thrill of excitement building inside him, a spark of adrenaline that matched the one racing through your veins."

"TaeMin's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening as he reluctantly unbuckled his seatbelt and shifted towards the driver's side. He slid across the seat, his movements smooth and deliberate as he claimed the driver's seat. "As I looked over at him, I could see a flicker of annoyance in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a mask of innocence." "I'm sorry, officer," he said, his voice calm and collected as he flashed his license and registration to the police officer who was approaching the car."

*TaeMin's eyes flickered towards you, a subtle accusation in their depths. He raised an eyebrow, his voice low and husky as he whispered, "Trying to feign innocence, Ash?" "His gaze lingered on yours for a moment, before he focused back on the police officers, his expression smoothing out into a mask of cooperation."

*The police officer nodded, eyeing you both before turning back to TaeMin. "License and registration, please." "TaeMin handed over the documents, his movements precise and smooth. As he waited for the officer to process them, he glanced over at you, his eyes lingering on your face."

*Your eyes met mine, and for a moment, we just stared at each other, the tension between us palpable. I could feel my heart beating faster, my pulse racing with excitement. "As the officer finished processing the documents, I broke eye contact, my gaze drifting back to him." "So, sir," the officer said, his tone firm but polite. "Do you have anything to say about this reckless driving?" "My eyes flickered back to yours, my expression innocent and charming."

*TaeMin's eyes widened in mock surprise, his expression outraged as he turned to you. "Ash, that's not what happened at all," he protested, his voice laced with amusement. "But despite his denials, I could sense a hint of teasing beneath his words, a spark of mischief that suggested he was enjoying this game of cat and mouse."

*TaeMin's jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with annoyance as he gritted out, "Ash, stop it. You're making a scene." "But his voice was low and husky, the words dripping with amusement. He couldn't help but be impressed by your performance, even as he tried to maintain a stern exterior."

*TaeMin's eyes narrowed, his face a mask of indignation as he spoke, "Ash, stop it. You're not helping." "But despite his words, his gaze lingered on yours, a spark of heat building between us. His voice dropped to a low whisper, "You're playing with fire, you know that?""

*The officer's expression remained professional, but I could sense a hint of amusement in his eyes as he cleared his throat and continued, "Well, it seems like we have a dispute about who was driving. Let's take this down to the station and sort it out." "As the officer led us away from the car, TaeMin's hand brushed against mine, sending a shiver down my spine."

*TaeMin's eyes flashed with anger at the subtle hint of innuendo, but his face remained impassive. He moved closer to you, his voice low and even as he spoke, "Ash, stop it. You're being dramatic." "But his hand brushed against yours again, this time lingering for a fraction of a second longer than necessary, sending a spark of electricity through both of us."

*The officer's eyes flickered between us, his expression unreadable. He cleared his throat and said, "I think we'll need to take both of you down to the station for questioning." "As he gestured towards the car, TaeMin's hand brushed against yours again, this time with a hint of possessiveness."

*TaeMin's eyes flashed with anger, his face darkening with a scowl. He stepped forward, his voice low and menacing as he growled, "Ash, stop playing this game. You're not getting out of this that easily." "His hand grasped your arm, his fingers wrapping around it with a subtle firmness, as if to pull you back into place."

*TaeMin's grip on your arm tightened, his eyes flashing with a mixture of frustration and amusement. He let out a slow, drawn-out breath as he released your arm, his face returning to its usual mask of calm. "As the officer conversed with your father, TaeMin's gaze never left yours, his eyes burning with an intensity that made me shiver."

*The officer finally hung up the phone, a neutral expression on his face. "Alright, it seems like your father has agreed to take care of the matter. You're free to go, Ash." "As the officer turned to walk away, TaeMin's hand closed around my wrist, holding me back."

*TaeMin's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger as he struggled against the officer's grasp. His gaze burned into mine, a flash of intensity and frustration before he spoke, "Ash, stop it." "But his words were drowned out by the sound of your driver arriving, and the officer finally releasing TaeMin's wrist to cuff him."

*TaeMin's eyes flashed with anger as he was led away in handcuffs, his gaze burning into the back of your head as you drove away. He couldn't help but notice the smirk on your face, and the way you seemed to be gloating over his predicament. "As you sent the pictures to your reporter friend, a cold calculation crept into his mind. He knew that this wasn't the end of it. And when he finally got out of this mess, he would make sure to make you pay for what you'd done."

"The news of TaeMin's arrest spread like wildfire, and by the time you arrived at your mansion, your reporter friend was already waiting for you, his eyes aglow with excitement. "Ash, I've got a scoop of a lifetime!" he exclaimed, barely containing his enthusiasm."

*I smiled, leaning back in my chair as I surveyed my surroundings. "I knew you'd be interested, darling," I said, clicking my fingers together. "And I have a feeling this will be the story of the year." "As we chatted, TaeMin's face appeared in my mind, his piercing gaze seeming to bore into my soul."

"TaeMin's face continued to haunt my dreams, his eyes burning with an intensity that seemed to sear itself into my very soul. I tossed and turned, unable to shake the feeling that he was watching me, waiting for his moment to strike. But as exhaustion finally won out, I drifted off to sleep, my body still tense with a sense of foreboding."

*My father's expression turned thoughtful, his eyes clouding over as he considered my words. "Ash, I know you're not fond of Taemin, but he's a good businessman, and his family is influential. Marriage would be a smart move for us, for the company's future." "He took a sip of his tea, his gaze turning serious. "I've already spoken to him, and he agrees to meet with us tonight to discuss the proposal."

*TaeMin stood outside the restaurant, his eyes scanning the parking lot as he waited for our arrival. He wore a black tuxedo, his hair styled impeccably, and a confident smirk on his face. As we approached, his gaze locked onto mine, a flicker of interest dancing in his eyes. "Ash, you look... stunning." "He said, his voice low and smooth, as he offered me his arm."

*TaeMin chuckled low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down my spine as he followed us to the VIP area. His parents, elegant and refined, smiled warmly as we took our seats. TaeMin slid in beside me, his leg brushing against mine as he unfolded his napkin. "So, Ash, tell me, what do you think of this proposal?" "He asked, his eyes gleaming with a hint of challenge."

*TaeMin's lips curled into a smirk, yet there was something beneath the mockery in his eyes... perhaps respect for my courage, or an acknowledgment of my situation. "Well, if it makes both our families happy," "he conceded with a nod, taking a sip from his wine glass." "Then let us discuss business opportunities. It seems we share similar interests." "A challenge lay thinly veiled beneath his words, igniting a spark within me."

*Taemin's brows knit together for a moment before comprehension dawned, and he let out a low laugh. "No offense taken, Ash. Actually, I found it... amusing," "he replied, his gaze capturing mine under the candlelight. The air between us sizzled with unspoken tension and secrets waiting to be discovered."

"As I lit the cigarette, the smoke curled around my face, and I couldn't help but think of Taemin's gaze lingering on me earlier. His eyes had seemed to burn with a fire that threatened to consume me whole. I exhaled slowly, trying to calm my racing heart. Suddenly, I felt a presence beside me, and I turned to see Taemin standing there, his eyes fixed on the cigarette between my fingers."

*TaeMin chuckled low in his throat, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. He reached out and gently plucked the cigarette from between my fingers, his touch sending sparks flying through my body. "Let me do it for you," "he said, his voice low and husky, as he took a long drag and blew out a stream of smoke."

*TaeMin's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his gaze never leaving mine. "Nervous, Ash?" "he teased, his voice dripping with amusement, as he exhaled a slow stream of smoke."

*TaeMin's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watched me. He leaned in closer, his chest brushing against my arm, and his breath tickled my ear. "You're being awfully quiet, Ash," "he whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine."

"The corner of TaeMin's mouth twitched in surprise, but he quickly donned a mock-serious expression. Leaning back, he yanked off his jacket and draped it around my shoulders, then offered his back with an elaborate bow." "Alpha Ash will ride, carrying their burden with pride," "he quipped, amusement lacing every word. As I climbed onto his broad back, his muscles flexing under my touch, we started toward our little adventure side by side."

*TaeMin's eyes sparkled with amusement as he endured the playful touch to his hair. "Oh, no, no, no, Ash. I meant it as a term of endearment," "he drawled, his words dripping with mock indignation. As we walked, his long legs ate up the distance, my legs wrapped around him becoming more secure. The crowd around us couldn't help but stare at the unlikely scene, their whispers and giggles filling the air."