⚠️Warnings: Mature, Strong language, abuse, toxicity
"Greed, an insidious companion, whispered promises of possession into Adrian(Hwang Pil-Gwang) 's ear. The thought of claiming So Mun for himself consumed him. He knew that his actions were fraught...
"Look who's loving me, look who cannot forhale or rather excale...". -Chicago/Who
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Chapter X: 🍂
🔸So Mun POV
When he gently lays me down, it is on the bed of a hotel unknown to me, on the 18th floor of a skyscraper. The surroundings are elegant, and the view of the city is sublime. I find myself sinking into the soft mattress, half-closing my eyes at the comforting feeling of it. Not even my bed is this comfortable. My face is still flushed because of his stupid comment.
How could I possibly pacify him...
I admit that his statement made me feel awkward, and for the rest of the ride I didn't utter a word.
Along the way, Adrien used red territories to move us from one side to another, to hide us from the prying eyes of the few cars on the road. A real late-night abduction. I allowed myself to be taken without a fight, and on one side I don't know if I did well. I just hope that Hana doesn't get too angry, and that the others will understand why I did it. I'm really trying to make things right in my own way. I can already imagine Wi-Gen's serious expression, the scolding that awaits me once I get home. I slip under the covers, trying now to sleep somehow, to see everything as a strange, weird dream from which I would later wake up, but Adrien reminds me that it is not so. That I'm not dreaming.
"I thought you were already asleep..." He enters the large room, wearing a long black, silk robe. Open, over his visible muscles. The slender but solid build, the outlined waist trailing down to the groin, hidden under a pair of grey trousers. I divert my gaze, as not to linger on the size of his member, which seems to be eagerly visible through the thin fabric. "How can I sleep? With you around?" I reply, nervous. Aware of how he's always trying to touch me in some way, if only his hands stayed to himself, maybe I'd sleep peacefully.
"Relax, I won't do anything to you just yet."
Just yet? Here he goes again...
I roll my eyes, crossing my arms defensively. "The last time I trusted your words, you admitted you were a liar. You violated my consent!" At the penthouse, he forced his way into my mouth despite saying he would let me go, and now I can't trust him anymore. Adrien smirks, lifting the sheets, breaching my personal space. "Yeah, you're right. I'll be honest with you..." He pauses, the cunning glint in his dark eyes signaling something more. I hesitate, waiting for him to finish speaking. And he doesn't delay. "...I do want to fuck you, but I'll keep quiet. Because or else, you would hate me even more," he confesses, nearly making me squirm, and I almost fall off the bed, in a quick attempt to put a visible distance between his body and mine.
"You are shameless!" I retort, offended. A tad angry.
Adrien looks at me in silence, turning slowly in my direction. "I promise. I won't touch you tonight. Partly because you're unwell. And you need to heal...". I don't know whether to mock him, for this false kindness he wants to show me, when I know he is anything but kind. Adrien is red-hot, rough by nature. He outstretches a hand, seizing me by my wrist, and to my surprise, pulling me close to him. Instinctively, I push him away. I try to evade his arms, resisting, but in vain— because with a gentler yank, he attaches me to himself. My hands against his chest, his hands crossed behind my back.
