" It was you,wasn't it? My pretty girl." His voice was firm. Sinister glint in his eyes as he sat on the couch in my dimly lit living room, all in his elegance and glory.
He broke into my apartment.
I knew it was dangerous getting involved with hi...
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My body is wrecked.
Everything hurts.
I was cleaned up lying naked in the sheets. I brought the bedsheet up to my neck and snuggled in the warmth. They were changed too.
Jungkook was sitting on my worn out sofa in the corner.His lips pursed. Eyes focused on his laptop screen. His pants low on his bare torso, filled with my nail marks.
The flesh near his neck tainted with the marks of my teeth. It was dented in his skin.
It's surely going to be scarred.
I wasn't expecting him to be still here.
The sunlight from the window sets a soft glow to the room.
" Awake? " He says eyes still focussed on his laptop screen.
I turn away from him.Facing the other side and wincing as my body pained like it was run over by a bus.
Trying to focus on the wall and not my mind which screamed at me to commit homicide.
A brutal one.
" Sweetheart? "
How long do you go to prison for a homicide? And that too of only heir of a billionaire?
I should research a bit before taking actions to be mentally ready for the consequences.
Prison is not that bad after last night or I can go on a run and hide.
Where will I hide?
Harsh truth but I have nowhere and no one to go to.
These violent thoughts crowding my head these days are concerning. I hate any form of violence. My mother made sure I was. The surge in my violent thoughts and actions is revolting.
I ran a hand through my messy hair, stopping myself from tugging at them in frustration. I lost the number of times I came undone last night. The shame of even liking what he did eating me out.The voice in my head hasn't stopped mocking me for that while the other voice was telling me to plot a master plan of committing a murder.
