My Divine being🌹

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Camila: "You want what?" she asked in pure shock. Yoongi was standing in her house, his figure trembling not from the cold but from fear and shame.

Yoongi: "I-I'll do whatever you want me to do. J-Just don't leak the photos and videos of her. I-I'm begging you."

Camila looked at him, her expression amused and mischievous. She stepped closer, grabbing his wrist. He flinched but didn't resist. She made him sit on the couch and sat close to him, so close she could feel his thumping heart.

Camila: "I must say, you're much smarter than your fool of a brother, I mean stepbrother."

She laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that sent chills down his spine. She could already imagine the chaos if his stepbrother knew what Yoongi was about to do.

Camila: "Are you sure? You'll let me do whatever I want?"

Yoongi: "As long as you don't involve Malaak and Hammad."

Camila: "I'm a woman of my word, so there's no need to be afraid. I promise."

She stretched luxuriously on the sofa in front of him, making no effort to hide her body. He averted his gaze, feeling a surge of discomfort and shame.

Camila: "You told me I can do anything, and you'll obey me?"

He nodded silently, his throat too dry to speak.

Camila: "I know the mighty Min Yoongi never goes down on his knees to please anyone."

Yoongi's eyes widened in shock as he realized what was coming. He knew Camila was degraded, but this much? He couldn't believe it.

Yoongi: "I—"

Camila: "I'll speak, and you'll listen. First, you're going to please me today. With that pretty mouth you used to curse and blabber about me."

He was like a statue, not moving an inch. His eyes met hers, which showed nothing but lust and control. He couldn't do that. He had never gotten on his knees to please anyone. He was a dominant, always in control. How could he do this? But the thought of Malaak and Hammad crossed his mind, and he went blank. They were the precious parts of his life. One was his love, and the other his dearly beloved brother. He had to sacrifice himself.

Yoongi took a deep breath, his resolve hardening.

Yoongi:"Fine," he whispered, the weight of his decision heavy in his voice.

Camila leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear.

Camila:"Good boy. Now, show me how much you want to protect them."

His mind raced, filled with images of Malaak's bright smile and Hammad's trusting eyes. He felt a lump in his throat as he slowly lowered himself to his knees. The room seemed to close in on him, the air thick with tension and his own rising panic.

Camila: "Look at me," she commanded.

Yoongi lifted his eyes to meet hers, feeling a wave of humiliation wash over him. This was the ultimate degradation for him, but he would endure it for the sake of those he loved. His heart pounded loudly in his chest, each beat a reminder of his sacrifice.

Camila: "Now, use that pretty mouth to make me believe you."

He hesitated for a moment, every fiber of his being screaming against what he was about to do. But then he saw the smirk on her face, the satisfaction in her eyes, and he knew he had no choice. Slowly, he leaned forward, his lips parting as he began to obey her command.

The minutes stretched into an eternity as he carried out her demands, each second a fresh torment. He felt his spirit breaking, his pride shattering into pieces. But through it all, he clung to the thought of Malaak and Hammad, using their memory to anchor himself.