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"No...minho please go away he will be here anytime. Please try to understand no one can help us." Yn said getting emotional and afraid of his psycho love Kim taehyung. One of her friend find out about her somehow but she don't want him to get involved with her as she very well aware of taehyung.

"I will not, yn trust me I will come back with help.", minho said before kissing her forehead and hug her but suddenly..

Baby...

Yn realised that taehyung is here.
"Minho go, just go back idiot"
She cried while pushing him toward the window.

Oh, minho. Yn trun to the voice being nervous. She immediately run to taehyung bending on her knees.
"Taehyung..tae... hyung please he didn't do anything let him go...."

He run to the window and jump from there...

After sometime:

The unbearable silence stretched along with the time that didn't seem to pass as she waited and waited; her heart threatened to burst through her ribcage. Her fingers trembled in her lap, her left leg tapped at the wooden floor beneath her, the tick of the clock and the thudding of her heart synced together, awaiting him. The predatory thudding of his steps joined hers, drumming through the silence as she gazed at the door. Once, twice, it took him three heartbeats to enter their bedroom. Closing the door behind him, he stood clad in his perfectly fitted suit; it clung to him like a second skin. His eyes harbored the aftermath of the rapturous torture he'd endowed today.

"Get in bed and hide so I don't see or smell you.." The ferociousness in his warning unhinged her. He unbuttoned his suit jacket before tugging it off him. Next, he popped open the top two buttons of his shirt; her breathing hitched when his hand came into her vision; she saw red. Blood gushed out from his palm down to his knuckles and his fingers. His gaze followed hers before lifting to meet her widened eyes.

"You killed him.." Her voice was a mere whisper, his head tilted to the side, and a smirk adorned his face, his eyes taking on the lightness often present in a beast after its thirst for blood is sated, yet it doesn't stop hunting, always craving more. He looked wrong, so wrong, she should've been terrified, yet every nerve in her body thumped with his awareness.

The shadows in his eyes came out to play as his gaze scrutinized her body from head to toe. "I didn't just kill him.." His voice carried a threat of his undoing. He moved; every step that got him closer to her played with the last fringe of his sanity.

His mouth was on her before she could think, he nudged the skin underneath her knees, and she fell backward on the bed. Gripping her ankles, he yanked her towards him and explored her burning flesh with his lips, tongue, and fingers.

"First, I cut him open with my knife right below his pulse," she moaned as he swept his hot tongue over her pulse on her throat and claimed it as his, "then I broke his ribs and made sure each of them jutted out through his chest and waist" He grunted against her as his teeth raked down to her waist and dug in her soft skin carving his mark on her, his teeth and tongue took turns in blurring her pleasure with pain, he stained her skin with the blood that covered his hand as he branded his taste on her stomach moving up to her chest, his mouth clasped around her nipples and his teeth tugged the pebbled nubs before drenching them with his saliva.

"I slashed through his skin, scrapping it off of his meat" he devoured her taste, traveling back up to her arms; his tongue licked the sweat from the heated flesh of her shoulder to her wrist. "Finally, I plucked each finger from its knuckle that dared touch you, as he bled to his death" his eyes found hers as he opened his mouth and closed it around her fingers, sucking each digit separately, placing a kiss on her knuckles he embedded his presence on that part of her as well. She should feel something remorse, hatred, disgust, anything other than this soul-ripping pleasureand pain, but every lick, graze and suck of his mouth over her hot skin.

"Every pulse of his that so much as breathed near you, I relished in extracting it from him... Mine!" Не growled, and later when his blood-covered cock that he smeared with his bleeding palm thrust into her, she realized that his deranged hunger to fuck her with his blood on him arose her own depraved need to be possessed, owned, and claimed.

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Published on
16/July/24
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