"TRAPPED LOVE" - Chained By His Obsession |21+| JJK

🥀Failed To Be Free🥀

Jungkook's obsession deepened with every passing day. His grip tightened on Yn, both physically and emotionally, smothering her with his possessiveness.

One fine day yn wanted to make jungkook understand that what he was doing was wrong in every way.

"Jungkook, this isn't love. You can't control me like this." She said in slow trembling voice.

"Control you?" Jungkook's eyes darkened.

"I'm protecting what's mine." He growled.

"I have no connections with taehyuung in anyway, why don't you understand. If you were this insecure why did you even married me." Yn cried infront if him as Jungkook's heart clenched at her question "why did he married her if he was insecure."

She again cried. "You're making this up in your head! I don't like him jungkook, I only like you."

Jungkook's grip on her wrist tightened. "You think I'm not good enough for you. That's why you look at him, isn't it? You only see me as a monster."

"You're hurting me," she winced, but he pulled her closer, ignoring her words.

"You don't get it, Yn. Why you always compare my love with his, I think you still like him." He roared gripping her waist tight.

"Jungkook, please---"

"Enough!" His voice roared, silencing her plea.

"I'll show you what love means. I won't let you think about anyone, you shouldn't even think of yourself, you are only mine."

With every passing day his behaviour became unbearable, yn bore everything until now, but everyday it was getting harder for her to live like this. How much she tried to make him understand it was of no use.

Every glance she spared away from him, every word she spoke to someone else, even the smallest smile not meant for him, it all drove him mad with jealousy. He wanted her entirely to himself, under his control, his possession.

Yn, though terrified of the monster he had become, tried her best to reason with him.

Jungkook refused to hear it. Every time she tried to explain, to make him understand, he twisted her words in his mind, convinced that she saw him as unworthy. That she was lying to protect someone else. His insecurities festered, warping into fury, and she would face his wrath again and again, his anger, his lust, his need to remind her she belonged to him.

And so, day after day, Yn endured his obsession, knowing that nothing she said could make him see the truth. He didn't want to understand. All he wanted was control. To own her heart, her body, her very soul. Even if it meant destroying the love they once had.

Next day,

Jungkook had always been rough, driven by lust and jealousy, but that night was different. He walked into the bedroom to find Yn sitting on the floor, knees pulled up to her chest, tears silently streaming down her face.

"I had a good life... before all this," Yn whispered to herself, her voice barely audible.

"I was free. And Happy." She murmured and sobbed.

Jungkook froze in the doorway. Hearing her cry, hearing her talk about the life she once had, a life without him, it twisted something inside him. His anger flared, blinding him. He stormed across the room, grabbing her by the arm, yanking her to her feet.