YOU'RE MINE [ LINGORM ]

[04]

Expect Incorrect Grammars Typos As English Is Not My Primary Language, Hoping for your understanding. Thank you.

⚠️🔞 WARNING 🔞⚠️
This content may contain sensitive themes, language, violence, sexual content, or drug references that are not suitable for young readers. If you are not open-minded, this story may not be suitable for you.

This story is purely a product of my imagination, any resemblance to real-life places, things, or events is purely coincidental.

3RD PERSON POV:

(@LINGLING'S MANSION)

LINGLING watched over ORM all night, her heart a heavy weight in her chest.  She had never intended to cause ORM such pain, but her actions, fueled by an overwhelming obsession, had spiraled out of control.

Finally, as the first rays of dawn illuminated the room, ORM stirred.  She opened her eyes, a flicker of confusion in their depths, then a wave of anger washed over her face.

“Good morning, ORM,” LINGLING greeted, a forced smile plastered on her face.

ORM ignored her, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, her expression icy.

“Are you okay? How are you feeling?” LINGLING asked, her voice laced with concern, reaching out to take ORM’s hand.

“Don’t touch me,” ORM said, her voice cold, her tone clipped.

“I... I’m s... sorry,” LINGLING replied, her voice hesitant, a hint of vulnerability creeping into her tone.

“Get out of here. I don’t want to see you,” ORM said, her voice filled with a cold disdain.

“I… I’m really, really sorry, ORM. It wasn’t my intention to go that far,” LINGLING explained, her voice trembling slightly.

“No intention? Do you hear what you are saying? You know what you’re doing, LINGLING. You’re so selfish and so cruel,” ORM shouted, her anger finally erupting, tears welling up in her eyes.

“I just wanted you to listen to me, but you refuse to.  I’m used to being obeyed so.....”  LINGLING didn’t finish what she wanted to say when ORM suddenly spoke, her voice laced with a sharp anger.

“Don’t compare me to other people whom you easily manipulate. You have no right to control everything I do. Maybe you forget that I agreed to marry you because I didn’t want you to hurt my family,” ORM said, her voice rising, a fury building within her.

“I only did that because I love you and I wanted you to be mine, from the moment I saw you. I promised myself that I will have you,” LINGLING confessed, her voice filled with an intense, almost desperate emotion.

“Because of what you said, you just showed me that I am just a thing you want to possess, LINGLING KWONG.  You don’t love me. You’re just obsessed with me,” ORM said calmly, her voice now laced with a chilling indifference.

“I love you, ORM KORNNAPHAT. What should I do to prove to you that I love you? What should I do to make you believe that you’re not just a thing I want to have? Tell me, I will do anything,” LINGLING said, her eyes pleading, her voice filled with an urgency that bordered on desperation.

“You don’t have to do anything, LINGLING, because no matter what you do, I will not love you, and I have no intention of loving you. No one will love a monster like you.  Remember that, LINGLING KWONG. Even if you lock me up in your Hellish world, one thing I can assure you,  you will never gain my trust and love. Remember that,” ORM said calmly, her voice laced with a steel that surprised even her.

ORM stood up, her eyes blazing with defiance, her steps firm, her back straight, and walked out of the room, leaving LINGLING KWONG alone, her words hanging in the air.

LINGLING KWONG was left alone in their room.  The words spoken by ORM were like daggers, piercing through her heart.  She had never been rejected before, never been so vulnerable, never been so afraid.

LINGLING has changed a lot since ORM entered her life.  The once fearless LINGLING KWONG, a woman who had never been challenged, is now afraid to lose the woman she loves the most.

She had underestimated ORM’s strength, her independence, her defiance.  She had believed that her power, her wealth, her ruthlessness, could bend anyone to her will.  But ORM had shown her that even the most formidable walls could crumble under the weight of love, loyalty, and true feelings.

The game had changed.  LINGLING KWONG was no longer in control.  And as she sat alone in the room, the realization dawned on her – she had awakened a force within ORM, a fierce spirit of defiance that threatened to unravel everything she had built.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: ENJOY READING 😊