scarred love : akashi haruchiyo

二十 - ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ

-[y/n]'s pov

"what if i don't want to?" i said as i walked passed him.

the man grabbed my by the arm and pulled me infront of him. i can see anger burning in his eyes. it's like, it can kill me any time if i was mentally weak.

"you don't have a choice now, do you?" says the man.

he pulled me until we reached my office and locked its door. i could feel that my legs will rip out of its socket as how fast his pace was. after he closed the door, he threw me on the couch.

i was deeply trying my best to hide the pain in agony i was experiencing. it was hell. i don't like this pain. i experienced it before in my late teens and i don't want to experience that shit anymore.

"what is your problem?!" angry, i bursted out, shouting at him as he only did nothing but to cross his arms.

"be lucky i threw you into something soft or you could've broke your back by now." he said.

"what exactly is your problem Sanzu?" i asked.

god, my legs went numb. i can't stand up. when we threw me into the couch, my legs landed on the hard part of the sofa and it hurts. considering how i struggle to even get on a car, let alone be thrown at a couch.

"you, giving your being to Koko. that's the problem." he said.

now what kind of bullshit is this? i can't cheat but he can? is that what he's implying right now? it's stupid. he's stupid.

"so you're basically implying that you have the right to cheat but i don't? what kind of bullshit is that?" i said.

"how can you be so stupid, [y/n]?! can't you sense that he's just using you for his sexual pleasure? he can't get over that burned woman he love." says him.