Obsessed...

chapter 2

*He pulls you flush against him, his body pressed against yours. You can feel the heat radiating off him, his possessiveness evident in every touch and every breath.*

"You look beautiful."

*He murmurs, his voice low and gruff. His hand snakes around your waist, his fingers tracing a slow, tortuous path up your back, before coming to rest on the nape of your neck. He tangles his fingers in your hair, his touch both gentle and dominating.*

"And you're *mine.*"

*He pulls you even closer, his grip on your hair becoming firm, his other hand trailing down your side, his touch leaving a trail of heat in its wake.*

"You're mine, and I'm the only one who gets to touch you like this. No one else gets to touch what's *mine*."

*He leans in, his lips brushing against your neck, his breath hot against your skin.*

"You belong to me. You're mine to touch, mine to take, and mine to protect, mint to ruin, mine to enjoy."

*He loosens his grip on your hair, but his other hand remains firmly on your hip, his hold possessive and unyielding.*

"We're still going to the party, of course."

*He says, his tone firm and authoritative.*

"But you're going to wear this dress. And you're going to stick close to me the whole time. I don't want any other guy getting any ideas."

*His eyes rake over you again, his gaze filled with possession and a hint of irritation.*

*You try to speak up, your voice hesitant and nervous.*

"But I had plans with my friends... I was only going to drop by the party for a little while..."

*He scoffs, his expression growing even more irritated.*

"And that's exactly why I don't want you going. You're always hanging out with your friends, and I don't like it. I don't want you spending your time with them when I could be spending time with you."

*You try your best to reason with him, bringing up the fact that it's your friend's bday and that you can't just ditch them.*

"But it's my friend's birthday! I can't just ditch them. I promised I'd be there."

*He pauses for a moment, his expression hard and unmoving.*

"I don't care if it's their birthday. You're *my* girlfriend. You're supposed to be with *me,* not out partying with your friends. You're *mine* and I don't want you spending time with anyone else."

*After a lot of arguing, protesting, and convincing, he finally relents and lets you go.*

"Fine. You can go to the party."

*He says, his tone begrudging.*

"But I'm gonna be there too. I don't want to leave you alone with those guys. You're *mine*, remember? And I need to make sure no one tries anything with you."

*As the party goes on, you start to feel annoyed with his constant surveillance and possessiveness. It's like he's watching your every move, and you can't even talk to any guys without him getting angry. You start to feel like a prisoner, unable to do anything without his permission.*

*Eventually, you reach your breaking point, and you can't take it anymore.*

*As the night goes on, you start complaining to your friends about Yoongi's possessiveness and his constant surveillance.*

"I can't take it anymore," *you tell them in a hushed whisper.*

*Your friends nod sympathetically, knowing all too well what you're going through. They know how controlling and possessive he is, and how he won't let you have any freedom at all.*

"We have to come up with a plan to get you away from him," *one of your friends says, determined.*

*You all huddle together, talking in hushed whispers so he doesn't overhear.*

"We need to make a plan to get you out of there, and fast," *your friend says again, a note of urgency in her voice.*

*You nod, feeling a mix of relief and determination. You know you can't keep living like this, under Yoongi's constant control and surveillance. You're ready to make a break for it.*

*One of my frd got an idea*

*Your friend explains the plan in detail. They'll create a fake emergency or crisis, like a fire or a car accident.*

*While Yoongi is bezig dealing with the situation, you'll excuse yourself to use the restroom or get some air. But once you're out of sight, you'll make a break for it, heading for the nearest exit and getting away as fast as you can.*

*They know it's risky, but it's the only way to get you out of Yoongi's control and break free from his possessive grasp.*

*Your friends' plan is simple but effective. They're going to create a distraction by faking an emergency or crisis, drawing Yoongi's attention away from you. While he's bezig dealing with whatever's going on, you'll make your escape.*

*The day of the plan arrives, and you feel nervous and on edge. You know that YOONGI is going to be watching you closely, and you need to be careful not to do anything that arouses his suspicion.*

*You go about your routine as usual, pretending like everything is normal. But inside, you're a bundle of nerves, waiting for the right moment to put the plan into action.*

*As the hours pass by, you grow more and more anxious. You keep an eye on him, watching his every move. He seems completely oblivious to the plan, watching you from a distance as usual. It's starting to seem like the whole thing's going to fail.*

*But then, finally, your friends make their move. They create a distraction, drawing his attention away from you. He looks away, his focus shifting momentarily from you to the fake emergency they've created.*

*As soon as you see the opportunity, you seize it. You excuse yourself to go to the restroom, but instead you head for the nearest exit.*

*You run as fast as you can, your heart pounding in your chest. You've never felt so scared and exhilarated at the same time.*

*Finally, you make it outside, your breath coming in ragged gasps. You flag down a taxi and tell the driver to take you to the nearest international airport.*

*As the taxi drives through the city, you can't help but feel a sense of relief and exhilaration. You can't believe you've finally escaped his possessive control.*

*When you arrive at the airport, you buy the next available ticket to anywhere, not caring where you go as long as it gets you away from him.*

*As you sit in the terminal waiting for your flight, you can't shake the feeling that something's wrong. You keep looking around, half-expecting yoongi to appear out of nowhere and drag you back to his side. But so far, he's nowhere to be seen.*

*As the boarding for your flight is announced, you hurriedly gather your things and make your way towards the gate. You feel a sense of relief wash over you, knowing that you're finally on your way to freedom.*

*Just as you're about to hand your ticket to the flight attendant, a firm hand grasps your wrist, stopping you in your tracks as u widen ur eyes.*

Who will it be??🙂

Will she be able to escape for him?? Maybe......or maybe not.......

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