I shut my eyes, overwhelmed by his presence. Jungkook chuckled darkly, watching me closely. "Look at you. So scared, so helpless. You're mine now, and I can do whatever I want with you."
I shivered, caught between fear and defiance, knowing there was no way out of the nightmare that had become my life.
I opened my eyes to look at him, trying to pull my wrists free from his grip. "Jungkook, let me go..." I whispered, my voice trembling.
His grip tightened, his patience wearing thin. "I said, you're mine now." His voice was low, each word dripping with dark intent. "You don't get to give me orders. You don't get to tell me to let you go. You'll stay right here, and you'll do exactly as I, your husband, your master, command."
Tears welled up in my eyes as his harsh words cut deep. My wrists throbbed with pain, but I no longer had the strength to resist.
Seeing my tears, a smirk played on his lips. He knew he had me right where he wanted—scared and compliant. "That's it. You're learning your place now, aren't you? You're my wife, and you will obey me."
He leaned in closer, his body pressing tightly against mine, trapping me against the wall. His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper, "From now on, you will do as I say, and you will not try to escape or defy me again. Do you understand?"
I moaned in pain as his body pressed against mine, my voice barely a whimper. "Jungkook... you're hurting me. Please, let go."
But his expression only hardened further. He leaned in so close that his breath was hot against my ear. "You need to learn your place. You don't get to tell me what to do. You're mine now, and I'll do with you as I please."
I opened my mouth to protest again, but the warning glare he gave me silenced me instantly. I looked down, my will to fight drained away. He smiled, satisfied, knowing he had broken me.
"Good," he chuckled darkly. "You finally realize you're mine. There's no escaping, no fighting me. You belong to me now, and you'll do as I say."
I struggled inwardly with accepting him, but I stayed silent, not daring to resist any longer. My wrists ached as I tried to shift, wincing at the pain from his unyielding grip.
He noticed my silent struggle, his grip unrelenting. He leaned in closer, his voice low and commanding. "Don't even think about pulling away. You're mine, and you'll learn to accept that soon enough."
"Jungkook, please... you're hurting me. Please, let go," I pleaded, tears streaming down my cheeks as I tried to free myself from his grasp.
His voice remained cold as he leaned in even closer, his grip tightening. "Don't bother pleading. You're mine now, and I'll hold on as tightly as I want. You'll learn to accept it soon enough."
TO BE CONTINUED....
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From Darkness to Light: A Mafia Love Story
Diversos"Y/N, a 20-year-old with a fragile heart, never imagined her life would take such a dark turn. Forced into a marriage with Jeon Jungkook, the most feared mafia boss in the underworld, her life spirals into a nightmare. Jungkook treats her like a mer...
