From Darkness to Light: A Mafia Love Story

Chains of Cold Obedience(12)

"You're tired, aren't you?" he asked, his tone softening just slightly.

I nodded, my eyes heavy and filled with exhaustion.

He smirked, enjoying my weakened state. "I can see it in your eyes. You're exhausted, cold, and shivering. But even now, you're still willing to obey me, aren't you?"

I swallowed hard, nodding once more, the weight of his dominance crushing my spirit. Jungkook's smirk widened at my silent compliance, and he reached out, his fingers curling under my chin, tilting my head up until our eyes locked. His grip was firm, not painful, but it was a reminder of his control.

"That's right," he whispered, his voice dripping with authority. "You're my obedient little thing, aren't you? You'll do whatever I say, no matter how tired or cold you are, won't you?"

I stared into his eyes, the dark intensity in them sending shivers down my spine. After a moment, I nodded, the gesture small and defeated. Jungkook's smile grew darker, his grip still on my chin as if he could physically hold my submission in place.

"Good," he said, his tone edged with satisfaction. "You're learning your place, aren't you? Learning that you belong to me and that your only purpose now is to obey my every word. That pleases me, my little one."

I stood in silence, shivering slightly, rubbing my arms in a futile attempt to warm myself. My voice came out small and shaky. "Jun-Jungkook, you're being... too... har-harsh on m-me." I stuttered, terrified of his reaction, scared of pushing him too far and inviting his wrath.

His eyes flicked down to my trembling hands, and a dark chuckle escaped his lips. "Too harsh on you?" he mocked, his tone dripping with disdain. "Do you think I care about your feelings? I am your master, and I will treat you however I see fit, my little one."

The words hung in the air like a death sentence, and I went quiet again. Silence was safer—silence was my shield. Jungkook relished my quiet fear, placing his other hand on my shoulder. His touch was possessive, staking his claim over me with every inch of contact.

"That's right, my little one. You're finally learning that you are mine to do with as I please. There is no room for argument, no space for disobedience. You will obey me, no matter how harsh or rough I am with you."

He paused, his dark eyes searching mine, taking in every flicker of fear and submission. I could feel the satisfaction radiating from him, feeding off my helplessness like a drug.

"You belong to me now," he continued, his voice low and commanding. "Your body, your mind, your soul—they're all mine, and I will use them however I see fit. Understand?"

I flinched at his words, nodding immediately to avoid provoking him further. My gaze dropped to the floor, a silent surrender to his control. There was nothing I could do, no way to escape the chains he'd wrapped around my soul. He stepped back slightly, and the cold air rushed in, replacing the faint warmth that his proximity had offered.

Jungkook watched me, his eyes flicking over my bowed head and trembling form. He savored the sight of my silent submission, every inch of my body screaming surrender even as I remained still.

"Remember your place, my little one," he said, his voice colder than the chill in the room. "You are mine, and you will do as I say, no matter how uncomfortable or unhappy you may be."

He studied me for a moment longer as if memorizing the sight of my fear. "You look cold," he commented, his voice still dripping with authority. "Is that why you're shivering like that?"

I looked up at him, fear clouding my vision as I nodded. Every part of me ached for warmth, but none could be found under his frigid gaze.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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