Bound By The Night

Breaking the lines

The night started innocently enough. Adele and Sun had been invited to an exclusive party, one where the elite of London gathered to mingle. Adele was used to these events and, as usual, she brought Sun along, ensuring they made the perfect power couple.

Adele was her usual self-confident, charming, and in control. Sun, though a bit nervous at first, soon found herself relaxing into the evening. As the night wore on, Adele was pulled into several conversations with important people, leaving Sun to wander the party alone for a while.

It was during this time that Sun ran into an old acquaintance, a friendly face from her past. He was a photographer she had once worked with, and their conversation flowed easily as they caught up on old times. The more they talked, the more comfortable Sun felt, laughing and joking as if no time had passed between them.

But as the conversation continued, the photographer grew a bit too familiar. He leaned in close, his hand brushing against Sun's arm in a way that sent an uneasy feeling through her. She was about to excuse herself when she noticed Adele across the room, her gaze fixed on them with a look that could only be described as ice-cold fury.

Sun quickly stepped back from the photographer, but it was too late. Adele's possessiveness and jealousy had already been triggered.

Adele crossed the room in a few swift strides, her expression a mask of controlled anger. Without a word, she slid her arm around Sun's waist, pulling her close in a clear display of ownership. The photographer quickly backed off, sensing the tension, and mumbled something about getting a drink before disappearing into the crowd.

Sun looked up at Adele, feeling the intensity of her grip. "Adele, I'm sorry, I didn't-"

Adele didn't let her finish. "We're leaving," she said in a low, commanding tone that brooked no argument. She kept her arm firmly around Sun as they exited the party, not saying another word until they were safely in the back of their car, the city lights blurring past them.

The silence in the car was thick with tension. Sun wanted to explain, but Adele's stern expression kept her quiet. They arrived home, and Adele led Sun into their bedroom, shutting the door behind them with a controlled calmness that only heightened the tension.

"Do you know what you did wrong tonight?" Adele asked, her voice low but firm as she turned to face Sun.

Sun nodded, her heart pounding. "I didn't mean for it to happen. We were just talking, but I know it crossed a line."

Adele's gaze softened slightly, but her tone remained strict. "You know how I feel about you being too close to anyone else, especially a man. You're mine, Sun. I won't share you with anyone."

Sun nodded, feeling the gravity of Adele's words. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

Adele stepped closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "No, it won't. But tonight, you're going to remember who you belong to."

Before Sun could respond, Adele's lips were on hers, fierce and demanding. The kiss was filled with all the possessiveness and jealousy that had been simmering inside Adele since the moment she saw Sun with the photographer. It was a reminder, a declaration that Sun was hers and hers alone.

Adele didn't stop there. She guided Sun to the bed, her touch firm yet loving, showing Sun exactly how much she meant to her. Each kiss, each caress was a claim on Sun, a way of reinforcing the boundaries they had set and reminding Sun of the passion they shared.

Sun responded to Adele's intensity, her own emotions a mix of guilt, desire, and love. She understood now, more than ever, how deep Adele's feelings ran and how seriously she took their relationship. As the night wore on, the punishment turned into something more-a reaffirmation of their bond, of the love and desire that kept them together.

By the end of the night, Sun was left breathless, her mind swirling with the intensity of what had just happened. Adele lay beside her, her earlier anger now replaced with a protective, almost tender affection. She pulled Sun close, whispering in her ear, "You're mine, Sun. Don't ever forget that."

Sun nodded, snuggling into Adele's embrace, feeling both chastened and cherished. She knew she would never cross that line again, not when the stakes were so high and the love between them so fierce.