CHAPTER 8

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TAs Lisa ran through the rain-soaked streets, her heart pounded with fear and determination. She needed to find help, to put as much distance between herself and Jungkook as possible. But deep down, she knew he wouldn't give up easily.

After what felt like hours of running, she finally saw the faint glow of lights ahead. She pushed herself harder, her lungs burning with each breath. The small town came into view, and Lisa felt a flicker of hope. She could find someone, anyone, who might help her.

Just as she reached the outskirts of the town, a dark figure appeared before her, blocking her path. Lisa skidded to a halt, her heart sinking as she recognized Jungkook. His eyes blazed with anger and hurt.

"Did you really think you could escape from me, Lisa?" he said, his voice a dangerous mix of fury and pain.

Lisa's voice trembled as she replied, "Jungkook, please, you have to let me go. This isn't love. It's imprisonment."

He took a step closer, his expression softening slightly. "You don't understand, Lisa. Everything I've done is to protect you. To keep you safe."

"Safe?" she scoffed. "You've taken away my freedom. My choice. This isn't safety, it's control."

Jungkook's face hardened again, and he reached out to grab her arm. "You don't know what you're talking about. You don't know what it's like out there. You belong with me."

Desperation surged through Lisa, and she pulled away, her voice rising. "No, Jungkook. I won't let you control me anymore. I need to live my own life, make my own choices."

His grip tightened, his eyes filled with a mix of rage and sorrow. "You don't have a choice, Lisa. You're mine."

With a sudden burst of strength, Lisa wrenched her arm free and took a step back. "No, I'm not. And I never will be."

In that moment, Jungkook's resolve seemed to waver. For a split second, Lisa saw the man who had once been kind and gentle. But the darkness quickly returned, and he lunged at her, his speed and strength overwhelming.

Lisa fought back with everything she had, but it was no use. Jungkook's supernatural abilities far surpassed her own. He pinned her to the ground, his eyes wild with desperation.

"Stop fighting me, Lisa," he growled. "I'm doing this for us."

Tears streamed down Lisa's face as she struggled against him. "This isn't love, Jungkook. You can't force someone to love you."

For a moment, Jungkook seemed to falter, his grip loosening slightly. "I... I just can't lose you again," he whispered, his voice breaking.

For a moment, Jungkook seemed to falter, his grip loosening slightly. "I... I just can't lose you again," he whispered, his voice breaking.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Lisa tried to reason with him. "Jungkook, you have to understand that keeping me here against my will is not the answer. We can work through this together, but only if you let me go."

But the softness in Jungkook's eyes vanished as quickly as it had appeared. His expression hardened, and he tightened his grip on her. "No, Lisa. I can't take that risk. You don't understand the dangers that await you out there. The only way I can keep you safe is if you're with me."

"Jungkook, please," Lisa pleaded, her voice cracking. "This isn't the way. You can't force me to stay. It's wrong."

"You leave me no choice," Jungkook replied, his tone dark and resolute. He looked into her eyes, his own filled with a mixture of sorrow and determination. "I'm sorry, Lisa, but I can't lose you."

Before Lisa could react, Jungkook placed his hand on her forehead. She felt a cold, sinking sensation as his powers began to work. She tried to struggle, but her body felt heavy, her mind slipping away into darkness.

Jungkook's voice echoed in her mind as everything faded. "You won't remember any of this. When you wake up, you'll be mine again. Safe. Protected."

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When Lisa awoke, she found herself back in the house, lying on the couch. Her head throbbed, and she felt a strange emptiness inside. Jungkook sat beside her, watching her with a mixture of relief and regret.

"How are you feeling?" he asked softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Lisa blinked, trying to remember how she had ended up back here. "I... I don't know. Everything feels so... blurry."

"It's okay," Jungkook reassured her. "You had a rough night. But you're safe now. You're with me."

A part of Lisa knew something was wrong, but the memories were like fragments of a dream she couldn't quite grasp. She looked at Jungkook, her heart heavy with confusion and fear. "Why do I feel like I've forgotten something important?"

Jungkook's eyes darkened, but he forced a reassuring smile. "You don't need to worry about that. All that matters is that we're together."

Days turned into weeks, and Lisa's life with Jungkook resumed its strange, controlled routine. He was always by her side, his presence both comforting and suffocating. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing, that a part of her had been stolen.

One evening, as they sat by the large windows, watching the stormy sea, Lisa's unease grew too strong to ignore. She turned to Jungkook, her voice trembling. "Why can't I remember anything before the accident? Why do I feel like I'm missing something?"

Jungkook's expression grew tense, but he quickly masked it with a gentle smile. "You've been through a lot, Lisa. Your mind needs time to heal. But I'm here for you. Always."

Lisa's eyes searched his, trying to find answers. "Jungkook, I need to know the truth. Please."

His facade cracked, and for a moment, she saw the darkness in his eyes. "The truth?" he echoed, his voice low and dangerous. "The truth is, you belong to me. And I will do whatever it takes to keep you."

Fear surged through Lisa as she realized the depth of his obsession. She was trapped, a prisoner in her own mind, and Jungkook was the warden of her memories. Her heart ached for the life she couldn't remember, the freedom she had lost.

But she wasn't ready to give up. She had to find a way to break free, to reclaim her past and her future. Lisa knew it would be a dangerous path, but she was determined to fight for her life, no matter the cost.


CONTINUE...




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