A Battle of Wills(2)

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"You're not going anywhere until I say so. Got it?"  His voice was a dangerous whisper.

"Ahh, Jungkook, let go of me!" I protested, stubbornly pulling at my wrist, trying to free myself from his iron grip. But instead of releasing me, he tightened his hold, the pressure turning painful. I winced, and he smirked, clearly enjoying my discomfort.

"You are my wife. And you'll do whatever I tell you to," he said, his voice cold and commanding.

I met his gaze, my eyes blazing with anger. "I'm not going to listen to you! You're just being forced on me, and I don't accept you as my husband!" I said, yanking my wrist free with all my strength. Without thinking, I bolted toward the wardrobe, slamming the door shut and locking it from the inside. My heart pounded as I leaned against the door to steady my racing breath.

Jungkook's frustration was palpable. He shot up from the bed, his expression darkening as he marched toward the wardrobe.

I could hear his footsteps drawing nearer, each echoing louder in my chest. My heart pounded furiously, trapped in a frantic rhythm. "You think you can escape me, little pet?" he taunted, his voice dripping with mockery as he stopped right in front of the wardrobe door, his presence looming like a shadow I couldn't outrun.

He banged on the door, the force echoing through the room. "OPEN THE DOOR!" he shouted, his voice laced with fury.

I flinched as he slammed his fist against the door, the sound rattling my nerves. Every bang sent a jolt through me, but I refused to open it, pressing my back harder against the wood. I stayed silent, trying desperately to keep my composure, but with each deafening thud, it became harder to hold on to the thin thread of calm I had left.

"Y/N, open the door," he called again, his voice slightly softer but still filled with impatience as he continued banging.

"No, I will not open the door," I shouted back, my voice trembling but firm.

He slammed his fist against the door harder, the sound reverberating through the room. "OPEN THE DAMN DOOR, Y/N! I promise I won't be rough with you," he growled.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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