There's no mercy when I f*ck you pretty one. Dominance is what I CRAVE the most."
Synopsis :
A tragic love story of a boy who fell in love with a wrong one who tainted his mind with his own cunning lust that was carried forward by the tough male...
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He sighed, running his hand through his hair. His frustration had been mounting for weeks now, bubbling under the surface, but tonight all he could think about was, Y/n doesn't enjoy it anymore. She's always so distant... The thought lingered in his mind, gnawing at him. Ever since they had returned to the cabin, their intimacy had felt different. She had always been a little hesitant, a little awkward, but recently it seemed worse. It wasn't just physical; it was emotional. No matter how close they got, there was a barrier between them, and it was driving him insane. He wanted her, not just her body, but her, completely. He craved the connection they used to have, the fire and passion that once burned so brightly between them. But lately, every time they came together, she seemed distant, like she was somewhere else entirely.
"I just don't get it. I mean we sleep together, we fu*k like a normal couple, we have a house and a baby together yet she has this stupid distance that drives me mad. I changed my ways of life just to have her completely, not just the body. I want her soul, her heart and her body not in between. I must tell her it's eating me. How good I must become for her to love me and this wall of awkwardness?" the tall brunette mumbles as he walks back and forth in their shared bedroom.
Tonight was no different. She was in the bathroom, taking a bath, and the tall brunette had been waiting for her in the bedroom, hoping they could share the warmth of the fire together. But she was taking too long. His patience, already thin, snapped. Without thinking, he got up from the armchair, his feet carrying him to the bathroom door. He opened it without knocking, stepping inside. The bathroom was filled with steam, the air thick and humid from the hot water. Y/n was sitting in the tub, her back turned to him, completely unaware of his presence. The tall brunette's eyes softened slightly as he watched her. Despite his frustrations, he couldn't help but feel a tug of tenderness for her. He crossed the room quietly, stepping into the warm mist. Without a word, he bent down and slid his hands over her shoulders, making her jump slightly at the unexpected touch.
"Jungko0k," she breathed, turning her head to look at him. Her eyes were wide, startled by his sudden intrusion.
"Why are you so far away?" he murmured, his voice low and rough. There was no accusation, but there was a deep sadness in his tone.
Y/n blinked, confusion flickering across her face. She didn't know how to answer him. She could feel the weight of his question, though could sense the frustration that had been building between them. Instead of answering, she leaned back slightly, allowing him to cup her face with his warm hands. The tall brunette's thumb brushed against her cheek, his eyes searching hers.
"You don't... You don't like being with me anymore, do you?"
The tall brunette questions with a sad voice that puts her into a difficult situation. Her heart sank at his words. She didn't know how to explain what she was feeling. It wasn't that she didn't want him. It was just... complicated. Everything between them had become so tangled. But before she could form a response, the tall brunette shook his head, as if shaking away the thoughts.
