Mine to Keep

Chapter 10

Yeji's

Staring up at my wife, I fight the urge to back away. I shouldn't have let Ryujin see my reaction to my new name, but I had been enjoying the shooting session and Ryujin's company so much that I had forgotten the reality of my new situation.

Hearing 'Mrs. Shin' fall from Bambam's lips startled me, bringing back that disconcerting feeling of lost identity, and, for a moment, I had been unable to hide my dismay.

That moment was all it took to transform Ryujin from a laughing, teasing companion to the terrifying, unpredictable woman who first brought me to her island.

I can feel the rapid beating of my pulse as her thumb caresses my lips, her touch gentle despite the darkness gleaming in her eyes.

She doesn't seem upset by my reckless accusations if anything, she looks calmer now, almost amused. I'm not sure what I thought would happen when I threw the words at her, but I hadn't expected her to admit her crimes so easily, without even a hint of guilt or regret.

Most people try to justify their actions to themselves and others, twisting the facts to suit their purposes, but Ryujin is not most people.

She sees things as they are she's just not bothered by the idea of committing acts most people would cringe at.

Instead of a deluded psycho who thinks she's doing the right thing, my new wife is simply a woman without a conscience.

A woman whom I both love and fear right now.

Without saying another word, Ryujin lowers her fingers and grips my upper arm, leading me toward one of the wide wrestling mats near the wall.

As we walk, I catch a glimpse of the bulge in her shorts, and my breathing speeds up from a combination of anxiety and involuntary desire.

Ryujin intends to fuck me, right here and now, where anyone can walk in on us.

An uncomfortable mixture of lust and embarrassment makes my skin burn. Logic tells me this is not likely to be one of our more vanilla encounters, but my body doesn't know the difference between a punishment fuck and tender lovemaking. All it knows is Ryujin, and it's conditioned to crave her touch.

To my surprise, Ryujin doesn't fall on me right away. Instead she releases my arm and looks at me, her sensuous mouth twisted into a cold, slightly cruel smile.

"Why don't you show me what you learned in those self-defense classes of yours, my pet?" she says softly. "Let's see some of the moves they taught you."

I stare at her, my heart climbing into my throat as I realize what Ryujin wants. She wants me to fight her, to resist even though it won't change the outcome.

Even though it'll only make me feel helpless and defeated when I lose.

"Why?" I ask in desperation, trying to put off the inevitable. I know Ryujin is just toying with me, but I don't want to play this game, not after everything that has occurred between us.

I want to forget those early days on the island, not relive them in this twisted way.

"Why not?" She begins to circle around me, causing my anxiety to spike. "Isn't that why you took those classes, so you could protect yourself from someone like me? Someone who want to take you, to abuse you?"

My breathing accelerates further, adrenaline flooding my system as an involuntary fight-or-flight response kicks in. Instinctively I turn, trying to keep her in sight at all times, as if she were a dangerous predator because she is one right now.

A beautiful, deadly predator who is intent on me as her prey.

"Go ahead, Yeji," she murmurs, stopping so that my back is against the wall. "Fight."