" You are my Wife. Legally married to me and bounded to me for the whole lifetime. Which makes you my property. And when it comes to property and power, you know how seriously invested i get. So you might watch your step out and be careful about you...
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Game, either the little games or the big one's, sometimes while playing the games that we willingly or unwillingly or being forced to take participate into, during those games, sometimes we have to pretend to loose in the beginning just so we can win in the losing game at the very last moment.
It's a part of mindgames, a trick to show the world about how fast a table can turn and why the world shouldn't believe what they see in the beginning.
And that's exactly what iam doing right now. Acting to loose a game only to win it in the end.
Without my own plan or own will, i was forced into playing a dangerous game with my husband which i didn't even want to play at the first. A game which he started between us.
A game of domination and control, a game of puppet play in a circus.
And my husband, my egoistic, selfish and ignorant ass bastard of husband thinks he is the Master of the Puppet that he can control into playing whatever game he wants to play with.
But sadly for my husband, he can't turn me into his puppet to make me take his orders. Not now, not ever.
Because i, Mrs.Jeon Hanami Y/N, am going to own the whole fucking circus that my husband had built with his non existing evil power.
And through this game that we are playing now, iam going to make my husband realize the fact properly that he can never, by any means dominate over me.
But about him being dominant in the bed, or when he is touching me, i can happily work with that i guess.
Wait what?
What!
What in the demonic blood did i just think? Why do i keep thinking those stupid things at all?
Argh...
" Isn't it obvious? Because you like the way he touches you. Did you forget how you touch yourself while fantasizing about him? Almost everynight... Remember in the morning, how he bent you over, right on the dining table and made you suck the cherry? As if you weren't willing to risk it all and let him strip you bare to pound into you? And the cherry sucking? Didn't that make you want to suck his cherry-stick... "
I choke on my boba tea which i was drinking while selecting dresses in the shopping mall, the voice from my own head making me embarrassed as i speak against that voice of my head,
"The only thing that i will suck away is his soul. So that i can bury him somewhere in the woods."
I shake my head to remind me about why even am i here, in this shopping mall and selecting a dress right now.
