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

🖤Hate You🖤

It's been weeks since Jungkook manipulated Yn into keeping the baby. As her pregnancy progresses, she's glowing, her body changing and becoming more enticing in his eyes. Jungkook's desire for her has only grown, and now, he can't resist the urge to get close to her. But this time, he knows violence won't get him what he wants-so he takes a softer, more calculated approach. Meanwhile, Yn's pregnancy hormones are in overdrive, causing her to feel desires she's been suppressing. But every time she looks at Jungkook, her trauma resurfaces, and she tries to hold herself back.

It’s a quiet evening, and Yn steps out of the shower, her body wrapped in a towel. She’s barely acknowledging Jungkook’s presence in the room. Ever since she agreed to keep the baby, things between them have been tense, but Jungkook has tried to keep his distance, controlling his urges, knowing that he has already done enough damage. Yet, tonight feels different. There’s a heavy tension in the air that neither of them can ignore.

Yn glancing at Jungkook, she spat coldly. "Why are you still here?"

Jungkook looks up from the desk, his eyes briefly lingering on her before he forces himself to look away, clenching his jaw. The sight of her, wrapped only in a towel, makes it harder for him to keep his composure, but he doesn’t move.

"I live here, Yn. I don’t need to leave just because you’re... uncomfortable."

Yn scoffs, tightening the towel around her chest as she walks toward the closet. Her movements are deliberate, knowing that he’s watching but refusing to show any vulnerability.

"Uncomfortable? Is that what you call it? It’s funny how you’ve become so noble all of a sudden. What happened to the monster who couldn’t keep his hands off me?"

Jungkook stands abruptly, fists clenched by his sides. He takes a step toward her, trying to maintain his calm, but her words are like poison, and it’s becoming harder to control his emotions.

Jungkook gritting his teeth. "I’m trying to be better, Yn. I’m giving you space. You wanted me to stay away, so I am. What more do you want from me?"

Yn turning around sharply, her eyes flashing with anger. "What I want is for you to disappear! I want you out of my life, out of my head, out of my body!"

Her voice echoes in the room, and Jungkook flinches slightly at the harshness of her words, but instead of backing down, he steps closer, his anger slowly simmering beneath.

Jungkook voice low, dangerous. "That’s not going to happen, Yn. You’re carrying my child. We’re connected now, whether you like it or not."

Yn’s face twists with disgust as she looks down at her growing belly. She clenches her fists, feeling the weight of the life inside her, a life she never asked for, a life she resents.

"It's Your child. Not mine. I want nothing to do with this... thing inside me. It’s just a reminder of how you destroyed everything."

Jungkook’s eyes darken at her words, the frustration boiling over. He’s been trying to be patient, but every time she speaks, it’s like she’s driving a knife deeper into his chest.

His voice rising, stepping closer. "Stop saying that! This is our child, Yn. You can’t keep talking like it’s a curse. It’s a fucking baby! Our baby!"

Yn doesn’t back down, her fury matching his. She steps up to him, her chest heaving with the weight of her anger.

Yn yells, "A baby I never wanted! How can you stand there and act like I should love something that’s a product of your violence, of your selfishness? First I thought I can keep this baby but I can't bear this burden anymore... jungkook please.. it's constantly reminding me of the things in past... I can't do this anymore...."

Jungkook’s hands shake at his sides. Yn breaks down crying hardest. "You think... staying away from me now makes you a good person? You think not touching me erases everything? You’re still the same monster, Jungkook. And this baby... this baby is just another way for you to control me."

Jungkook snaps. His anger explodes, and before he can stop himself, he grabs Yn by the wrist, pulling her closer with a force that makes her gasp.

Yn yanks her arm away, her eyes blazing with fury as she shoves him back.

Yn screaming, crying, emotionally shattered, her voice shaky. "I hate you, Jungkook! I hate everything about you! You ruined me! You ruined my life, Fuck you!"

Her words tremble with a mix of emotion and lust, as she feels the warmth of his hands sliding along her waist, pulling her closer. The softness of his touch is contrasted by the fury in her heart, but her body responds against her will, a surge of sensation coursing through her.

Jungkook pulls her closer to himself, whispering, his lips brushing her ear. "I know… but I’ll take that hate… if it means I can have you, even for a moment."

His hands gently trace the curves of her body, the softness of her skin beneath his fingertips sending shivers through her. Yn clenches her jaw, trying to hold onto her anger, but the way he touches her, so careful, so deliberate, it pulls her deeper into a haze of unwanted desire.

Yn trying to push him away. "Don’t… don’t touch me like that… I don’t want this."

But even as she says the words, her body arches into his touch, betraying the hate she clings to. She hates that she wants this, hates that her body craves the closeness, even as her mind screams in protest.

Jungkook's voice soft, almost pleading. "You don’t have to want it, Yn… just let me take care of you."

He leans in, his lips grazing her neck, sending sparks through her skin. Yn’s breath hitches, her heart pounding in her chest. She tries to push him away, but her hands linger on his chest, her grip weak, her body betraying her every intention.

Yns voice faltering, her hatred slipping into desire. "I hate you… I can’t…"

Jungkook presses his lips against her neck, slow and deliberate, his breath hot against her skin. He’s careful, soft, making sure not to push too far, knowing that forcing her would destroy the fragile connection between them. He feels her body relax, her resistance fading as the sensations overwhelm her.

Jungkook murmuring against her skin. "Hate me all you want, Yn… but I know you feel this too. Let me make you feel good."

Yn closes her eyes, a tear slipping down her cheek as she battles the war within herself. Her mind tells her to fight, to pull away, but her body is drowning in the warmth of his touch. Every movement of his hands ignites a fire inside her that she can’t control.

Her voice breaking, her hands trembling against him. "You’re… you’re disgusting. I shouldn’t…do.. do this sin..."

But even as the words leave her lips, her body betrays her again. She gasps softly as his hands move lower, his touch gentle, yet firm, as though he knows exactly how to unravel her. Yn’s heart races, her breath shallow as she feels herself giving in, even though she hates him for it.

Jungkook's voice hushed, full of desire. "I’ll be gentle… I promise. Just let me in, Yn."

Her mind is screaming at her to pull away, to stop this before she loses herself completely. But the warmth of his body pressed against hers, the way his lips brush her skin, it’s too much. Her defenses crumble, and with a soft sigh, she lets herself fall into the moment, her body surrendering even as her heart rages with hate.

Jungkook pauses, looking into her eyes, his hands gently cupping her face.

Jungkook said softly, his forehead resting against hers. "Hate me, Yn. But I’m not letting you go… not now, not ever."

To be continued...