There's no mercy when I f*ck you pretty one. Dominance is what I CRAVE the most."
Synopsis :
A tragic love story of a boy who fell in love with a wrong one who tainted his mind with his own cunning lust that was carried forward by the tough male...
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Your adorable appearance in his clothes made him smile and he gave you a warm kiss on the forehead before changing your stained shirt and covering your body with a comfortable grey t-shirt, one of his favourite colours. He then moved towards the balcony to get some fresh air. Mr. Kim slept on the large couch guarding your unconscious body that night even though you didn't wake up. He was horrified by the marks, wounds, and bruises you had, and he wanted to send the person responsible for them to hell. Unknowingly, he has been thinking about you recently. He questioned how much you endured throughout that scorching night due to the suffering and scars. A slight affection that had crept into his rough exterior and was undoubtedly guiding him towards an unattainable desire, his anxiety was slowly morphing into unquenchable care. He imagined a happy existence for just the two of you. After taking a relaxing shower, the businessman fell asleep right away on the soft sofa that is situated across your large bed since he was so exhausted from work and all the meetings he had to attend with his father. _________________________________________________
My body was being dragged in the direction of a shadowy area. I darted my eyes to look around as the moonlight peaked through the darkness, placing my bruised up skin along with the deep cuts dripping blood on the dusty and muddy floor. It was very cold and foggy as the moonlight was slowly but steadily leaving the withered atmosphere, and once more I was thrust into the path of darkness. I saw a concrete staircase across my right side, and the left side was just a plain floor with some manufacturing equipment's and broken wooden furniture. I perceive a strong man circling me. He was taking off his belt and pushing his cr0tch inside me. I was repulsed. He continued licking my neck and stroking me inappropriately. His scent reminded me of someone, but I wasn't in the right frame of mind to remember who it may be. He was impatient with all the rough t0uching. As my body froze, I was left defenseless. But as soon as he was about to assault me, I closed my eyes and gave up.
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"PLEASE DON'T HURT ME."
You woke up at four in the morning, sweating and afraid, on the mattress, with a traumatized face and untidy hair. Mr. Kim was sound asleep until he heard your agonizing yell. He sprang up from the couch and paced in your direction, looking very concerned.
Mr. Kim hugs you tightly while stroking your messy hair lovingly, "Relax Y/N please just calm down."
You pushed him, "Damn it get lost, don't you dare come close to me. You leave me alone for Gods sake just let me go you monster. Don't hurt me."
You persisted in sobbing vehemently, acting as though Mr. Kim would hit you. No matter what prescription you chose, the scars left by that violent night were now piercing your heart with each passing second, and you had lost all motivation to climb out of that deep well of anguish. Mr. Kim was sitting on the floor in the background, closely watching you. His heart tightened at the notion of something so heinous occurring to a weak soul. He extolled that women were a lovely blessing from the Almighty and that they should be treated tenderly, just as his mother had always instilled in him a respect for women.
