His Sinful Obsession / JJk ff

Ch:2 HIS DEMANDS

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The man's eyes blazed with an unrelenting ferocity as he grasped his victim's throat, slamming him against the wall with a resounding crash. "You have ruined my existence," he hissed, his voice trembling with unbridled rage. "You have transformed my life into an unmitigated hell."

The victim's eyes widened in abject terror as the man's grip tightened, his face contorted in a macabre grimace. "Please...I didn't intend to..." he begged, his voice barely audible.

But the man's ire wouldn't be assuaged. He thought of his shattered dreams, his life reduced to a mere shadow of its former self, all because of this man's Machiavellian actions. With a swift motion, the man's blade flashed in the dim light, striking true with a deadly precision. The victim's screams were muffled by the man's hand, his body jerking in agony as his life force ebbed away.

As the life drained from his victim's eyes, the man felt a twisted sense of satisfaction, a grim retribution for the wrongs perpetrated against him. "You have taken everything from me," he whispered, his voice dripping with venom. "Now you will never take anything again."

Meanwhile, at the foreboding Dark Orb Mansion, Cynthia stood before the grand entrance, her packed backpack and determined gaze a testament to her resolve. But as she approached the door, the guards blocked her path, their faces impassive and unyielding.

"I'm sorry, Miss Cynthia ," one of them said, his voice firm but polite. "You require Mr. Jungkook's permission to leave."

Cynthia's  heart sank, her mind racing with the implications. She knew this would happen, that Jungkook's grip on her life was absolute.

"Let me go," she demanded, trying to push past them, but the guards held firm, their eyes cold and unyielding.

Just then, Jungkook emerged from the shadows, a smirk twisting his face into a grotesque grimace. "Ah, Are  attempting to escape?" he said, his voice dripping with malice.

Cynthia  eyes flashed with defiance, her spirit unbroken despite the chains of oppression that bound her. "I'm going to college, Jungkook," she said, her voice firm. "It's my right."

Jungkook chuckled, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. "Your right? You have no rights, Cynthia  . Until the baby is born, your life is mine to command. You will do as I say, or suffer the consequences."

And with that, the guards closed in, their faces expressionless, as Jungkook's eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire, a malevolent intensity that seemed to consume everything in its path.

As the guards dragged Cynthia away, she felt a sense of despair wash over her. She was trapped, a prisoner in a gilded cage, with no escape from Jungkook's twisted desires.

"You're nothing but a vessel for my child," Jungkook spat, his voice echoing through the foyer. "A disposable surrogate, worthy only of my contempt."

Cynthia 's heart recoiled at the venom in his words, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But for now, she was at Jungkook's mercy, a pawn in his twisted game of control.

Meanwhile In canada

In a quiet park in Vancouver, Alex and Jenny strolled hand in hand, their love blossoming like a flower and found solace in each other's arms.

"I've never felt this way before," Jenny whispered, her voice barely audible.

Alex smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I've waited so long to hold you," he said, his voice low and husky.