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𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕣:ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟡

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He reaches her door, his hand shaking as he lifts it. He knocks softly, not wanting to alert anyone else in the apartment. His breath is hot and ragged as he waits, his heart hammering against his ribs. The  door opens slowly, revealing Amelia's disheveled form. Her hair is mussed and her eyes are heavy with desire. She beckons him inside, a whispered "Come on" escaping her lips.

He follows her, their movements quiet and careful, as she leads him to her room. She glances around,  making sure no one is near before shutting the door behind him. The air  in her room is thick with desire, and she can feel his presence as he stands close to her. She takes his hand, guiding him over to her bed. As they reach the bed, she turns to face him, her lips parted in anticipation.

Amelia guides him to her bed, their bodies pressed together as they feel each other's heat through their clothes. Amelia  takes a deep breath, feeling the familiar ache between her legs, and knowing that it's only a matter of moments before they're joined together. She glances up at Kook, their eyes meeting in a heated gaze,  and then reaches up to undo the strings of his sweatpants.

The strings slip from her fingers, revealing the bulge in his sweatpants. She  reaches forward, tentatively touching him through the fabric, feeling the heat and hardness of him. Her fingers tremble as she slowly slides them lower, and pushing them down his hips.

Amelia's hand wraps around him, her grip firm as she strokes him. She can feel him growing harder in her hand, the length pressing against her palm. She looks up  at Kook, watching as his eyes close and his head tilts back in pleasure.

She guides him onto the bed, standing between his legs. Kook lies back on the bed, his heart racing as Amelia straddles his hips. He feels her hands slide up his thighs, and then grip his hips tightly. With a gentle sway of her hips, she lowers herself down onto him, guiding him inside her. He lets out a gasp, feeling the tightness of her body as she takes  him fully.

Amelia begins to move, her hips undulating in a slow, sensual  rhythm. She looks down at Kook, their eyes locked together, as she feels the heat building inside her. She leans forward, her weight pressing into his chest, and whispers in his ear, "You feel so good."

Amelia arches her back, gasping as the roughness pushes her over the edge. She  quietly cries out his name, her body trembling with release as she surrenders to the powerful sensations coursing through her.

Kook follows her, his thrusts growing even more urgent as he releases himself into her, his grip on her hips tightening painfully. As they both catch their breath, Kook flips Amelia over onto her back and wraps a hand around her neck, pressing his body against hers.

The heat of their combined bodies is almost overwhelming, and he can feel her heart racing beneath his palm. He leans down, their lips mere inches apart. "Amelia" Kook whispers.

Kook looks into Amelia's eyes, his expression hardening. "You have to choose," he says, his voice cold. "You can either stay with me and face the consequences, or you can stay with your father and pretend none of this ever happened. But you can't have both. And if you choose him over me, I swear I will make sure he regrets it for the rest of his life." He pauses, taking a deep breath, trying to regain control of his emotions.

"What's it going to be, Amelia?" Amelia's face is a mask of confusion and fear as she looks up at Kook, her eyes searching his for some answer, some sign of what she should do. But all she sees is determination and anger. She tries to speak, but no words come out. She feels like she's drowning, trapped between the two men who mean the most to her. He lets his words hang in the air, the threat implicit in his voice.

Amelia stares up at Kook, her chest  heaving with each ragged breath. She swallows hard, feeling the weight of his words pressing down on her. Suddenly, Amelia feels a surge of fear. It starts as a cold lump in her stomach and spreads outwards,  making her limbs heavy and her mouth dry. Her eyes widen as she realizes the gravity of the situation.

Kook looks down at Amelia, watching as the fear washes over her features. He doesn't regret his words, but he doesn't want her to be truly terrified either. He leans in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Look, I know this is scary and all, but I  promise I'll take care of you, okay?" He kisses her neck, trying to comfort her.

"We can get through this together." Amelia shivers, feeling his words like a knife in her heart. "Y-you promise?" she whispers, her voice shaking. She trusts him, but the weight of his threat is crushing her.

Amelia's fear continues to grow, making it difficult for her to breathe. She knows that Kook isn't the kind of person who  would hurt her intentionally, but his words have left her feeling trapped and vulnerable.

Kook holds her close, pressing his body against hers as he whispers reassurances into her ear. His touch is gentle, but it doesn't seem to help quell the fear that's spreading through her like wildfire. He can feel her heart racing against his own, her breath hot and shaky on his skin.

Amelia looks up at Kook, her eyes wide with  fear and desperation. "I-I don't know what to do," she whispers, her  voice barely audible. "I-I don't want to make my dad pay for this. This was our decision."  Tears begin to well up in her eyes, spilling over and trailing down her cheeks. "Please, Kook, I-I don't know what to do."

Kook tightens his grip on Amelia, feeling her body trembling in fear. He can tell she's truly scared and doesn't want to make a decision that could hurt her father. He leans in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he  whispers, "Look, I understand why you're afraid. I'll look out for you, and you won't have to worry about your dad."

Amelia's fear grows, her heart racing and her breath coming in ragged gasps. She feels trapped, like there's no way out of  this nightmare. Kook's words ring through her mind, echoing with the  threat of what might happen to her father if she doesn't choose him.

Kook sees the tears on Amelia's cheeks and his own anger at the situation rises. He didn't want to scare her, but he's desperate to keep her by his side. He releases her from his grip and wipes away the tears with his thumb, his voice softer now.

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