"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍"

I HATE YOU

                     .•THE VILLAIN•.

I panicked as I turned to see Jungkook, his expression fierce and menacing. I realized I had definitely crossed a line, and fear settled in my throat like a dry lump.

He advanced on me and struck my face hard. Pain shot through me instantly, tears streamed down my cheeks, and the corner of my lips began to bleed. Before I could process it, he delivered another sharp slap, forcing me to meet his furious gaze.

He appeared not just angry but consumed by something deeper. He gripped my jaw tightly, causing me to wince in pain.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he growled, his teeth clenched. Aside from my mother, no one had ever hit me before, and it stirred my anger, especially since I had no attachment to him at all.

"I’ll do whatever I want, and like you said, you have no right to question me," I retorted, my eyes blazing with fury. He wasn't the only one with a temper.

"Don’t raise your voice," he warned, and that's when I noticed him—his hair tousled and beads of sweat collecting on his forehead from his rage, fueling my own anger.

"Watch me. What are you going to do, Jungkook?" I taunted, and he responded with a dark chuckle. I knew I had to make a decision, but I wouldn't be the one to let him or anyone else harm me; I was the one who would seek retribution.

However, the look on his face soon filled me with dread.

He forcefully shoved me against the wall, and pain shot through me from his sudden move. He was so close I could see the messy allure of his features.

His heated breath made me start to sweat as I took a deep, shaky inhale.

"You asked for this." He crashed his lips onto mine, kissing me with a fierce intensity, drawing blood from the wound he inflicted earlier as I cried from the pain.

I was left in shock, unable to move or speak under the force of his aggression. The kiss was devoid of tenderness— it was brutal, harsh, and filled with animosity.

He bit my lip so hard it began to bleed again, and he greedily drank the crimson drops, my tears adding to the bitterness of the moment.

Gradually, he lifted my hand and pinned it against the wall with one hand while the other snaked around my waist, rubbing gently and igniting a warmth beneath my clothing. His fingers slowly trailed down my back, inching toward the zipper of my dress.

Leaving me with the white shirt and a skirt. His hand slid into the shirt, gripping my bare waist. He finally broke the kiss, but to my surprise, he picked me up and carried me to the bed.

I flailed my arms on his shoulder, pleading for him to put me down. I groaned at him, but he dropped me onto the bed, causing me to bounce twice. I tried to stand up, but he loomed over me.

Desperately, I pushed against him and struck his chest, but he held me firmly, his body as tough as stone. Tears streamed down my face as I stared into his eyes, filled with rage. With one hand pinning me to the bed, he shot me a glare while his other hand moved to my shirt, squeezing my breast, sending unexpected sensations coursing through me.

Suddenly, he ripped my shirt apart, sending buttons flying and exposing my red bra. "Jeon, stop!" I nearly screamed in shock as he pressed his face into my neck, inhaling my scent. I felt embarrassed and incredibly sweaty. As he moaned against my neck, his lips made contact with my bare skin, sucking on it fervently.

My heart raced, and I struggled against him, but he continued his assault. His sharp teeth bit into my neck, causing me to hiss in pain.

His mouth traveled to the other side of my neck, finding my sensitive spot. An urge to moan threatened to escape, but I held it back by biting my lip. As he smelled my neck, I leaned back in fear, hearing him say,