Y/N's life has always been ordinary, but the shadows that lurk in the corners of her world tell a different story. A predator hidden behind a mask-ruthless, dangerous, and utterly consumed by a twisted desire. He doesn't just want to possess Y/N; he...
He was standing over her, his tall frame casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the entire room.
Panic surged through her as she realized he was there, in her room, uninvited and unannounced.
Her breath caught in her throat, a scream threatening to escape, but before she could make a sound, his hand was over her mouth, stifling her cry.
"Shh," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous, sending a wave of terror through her. "If you want your friend to live, be quiet."
Y/N's heart pounded wildly against her chest as she stared up at him, her eyes wide with fear.
She tried to move, to struggle, but his grip on her was firm, unyielding.
He leaned in closer, his face inches from hers, and she could feel the heat of his breath on her skin, the pressure of his hand against her lips.
Her mind raced, searching for any possible escape.....but there was none.
The thought of her friend - Amy- was enough to freeze her into submission. She didn't dare disobey, not with the threat hanging over her so cruelly.
"Good girl," he murmured, and then he moved closer-so close that his body pressed against hers.
Y/N shuddered as she felt him, the hardness of his erection pressing into her just below her belly.
She tried to twist away, but his other hand gripped her waist, holding her firmly in place.
"Don't fight it," Jungkook whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.
Tears welled up in her eyes, her body trembling uncontrollably as she felt the full weight of his words.
"You're going to learn to love me," he whispered, his voice sickeningly tender. "Because you don't have a choice."
A single tear escaped down her cheek. The only emotion coursing through her entire body right now was hatred toward him. What had she done to deserve him showing up in her life?
Jungkook removed his hand from her mouth, but before she could take a breath, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers in a brutal, dominating kiss.
Without mercy, he moved his lips over her soft ones. Biting her lower lip just to gain better access, he slipped his tongue into her mouth, showing her how hungry he really was for her. Even though Y/N didn't return the kiss...
When he finally pulled back, his gaze dropped to her lips and then to her eyes, looking at her greedily. Ready for more. It was hard to control the beast within him when she was so close.
"Now you understand," his voice still holding that edge of danger. His thumb slowly caressed her left cheek. "You belong to me, Y/N. Don't ever forget that."
Tears welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over, but she blinked them back, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She looked away to the side.
Jungkook's fingers curled around her chin, tilting her head up so she had no choice but to meet his gaze. "Don't look away," he commanded, his voice like velvet wrapped around steel.
"You don't own me."
But Jungkook was relentless, his gaze boring into her as if he could see every thought, every fear, every desperate wish she had for escape.
"You think you can resist me," he continued, his tone almost mocking. "But you can't. I've watched you for so long, Y/N. I know your every move, your every thought. You're mine, even if you don't want to admit it yet."
His thumb brushed over her lips, tracing their shape with an intimacy that made her stomach churn. The way he touched her was both gentle and possessive, like he was savoring every moment of this sick game.
She wanted to pull away, to shove him off of her, but her body was frozen, the fear coursing through her veins like ice.
"Say it," Jungkook whispered, his voice dropping to a dangerous murmur. "Say you're mine."
Y/N shook her head, the only act of rebellion she could muster now.
Her defiance was weak, but it was all she had left. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of hearing those words from her lips, no matter how much he scared her, no matter how much he threatened her....
Jungkook's eyes darkened, his patience wearing thin. "Don't make me hurt you, Y/N," he warned, his voice like a blade slicing through the silence. "I don't want to, but I will if you make me."
He pressed his body against hers again, pinning her to the door with a force that left her breathless. She could feel his erection throbbing against her, a sick reminder of the twisted desire that fueled his obsession.
The weight of him was crushing, suffocating, as if he was trying to imprint himself onto her soul, to make sure she would never forget that she belonged to him.
"Please," she whispered, her voice trembling, barely audible. She didn't even know what she was pleading for-release, mercy, anything that would end this torment.
But Jungkook's response was a cruel smile, one that sent a cold wave of terror through her.
"There it is," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "The fear I've seen in your eyes so many times, the fear that only I can bring out in you. You hate it, don't you? But it excites you too."
His words twisted in her mind, poisoning her thoughts until she couldn't tell what was real anymore. He was breaking her down, piece by piece, until there was nothing left but the shell of the girl she used to be. And he loved it-loved seeing the power he held over her, loved watching her crumble under the weight of his obsession.
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