Chapter 15

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POV Taehyung

I watched her eyes shimmering with anticipation as we droved around the city, now at approximatly 2 hours. Her hands clasping onto her knees leaving white knuckles in return, as she studied the area where the vehicle suddenly stopped at.

"What is this place?" She asked, before starring back at me with that innocent look, her red lipstick so perfect so refined on her lips that I couldn't help the jolt of wanting to smudge the red off her lips and pound her into a fucking mess, regarding her into an addict as I was for her.

"Aren't we going to head in." She asked and I couldn't help but snear at her. She was acting all innocent, what a fucking joke.

"Patient little one" I spoke in a soft manner but the heavy rasp in my voice made it sound otherwise. Breaking contact with the magnetic pull of her gaze, I held her palm, clasping it into mine as I led her inside my very own boutique. Only the rich of the rich could shop here, and if I was going to have her by my side tonight, she'd have to be dripping luxury from head to toe. Nothing less.

I drifted my hands from out of her palm and now onto her waist, marking her with the feeling of my body being pulled next to hers. Her breath getting heavier and my nails digging into the side of her waist as I looked at every other man who were starting at her. They all knew me well, and once I had my eyes laid on them, they knew they couldn't touch or come near her. She was my little pet, my poppet, even if she was working against me or thought she could out smart or escape me, I was two steps ahead of her. And now that I had my attention set on her, she couldn't escape me, and if she did, I could always turn into the ruthless monster I was known to be, having her strapped with chains and held captive to my bed, and fucked, so fucking hard that I'm all she'd think of every waking and sleeping moment.

"Mr Kim, how are you?" I heard a faint annoying voice, one of which I instantly recognized.

"Jinyoung how's it been." I asked, wearing a small smirk on my face while my voice stung with poisonous venom.

"I'm doing better now, ever since our last charade." He spoke which instantly made my eyes darked the moment his eyes drifted from mine and onto her, soaking up her curves which were clearly visible through her tight blue mini dress, his eyes not leaving hers not even for one bit. Now I was fucking tempted to pluck out his eye balls and feed them to him. I haven't felt blood on my hands for 3 days now, the longest I've ever gone without getting my hands dirty from the heard pounding, adrenaline rush of making those who backstab me, fucking beg me for there life's. And trust me, if he didn't look at me in the next 2 second, I was going to creating another blood bath, since he has currently forgotten his last one.

"Look at me, not her." My voice calm, as I watched him through red darken lense.

I'm sorry Mr Kim. I'll leave you to it. He spoke before turning his head back onto hers. "Miss"

I looked at her, her face holding that smudged little smirk as she watched him pass and right there and then, I knew she had something plotting in that pretty little head of hers

"What are you planning?" I spoke not looking at her, which earned me a playful giggle as she turned to face me, her hand wrapped around my tie and her gaze lingering with a fiery gaze, interconnecting with mine.

"Wouldn't you like to know". Her voice before lowering a register a bit "Aren't you gonna help me shop, or are you going to stand there" she used back my words, before wondering off.

Atta girl.

Following her inside the dress shop, I looked at a few workers who bowed down to me with a sweet smile as they escorted her to the finest, most refined dresses that money can buy.

She'd look refine in every single one of these. I thought as I imagined them on her.

After, finally. Finally picking a dress, I followed her in, sitting back in an arm chair as I watched her stripping in front of me, scars coating the back of her neck and lower rib cage, which sent an uneasy jolt of anger running through my veins. I had to control myself.

"What are you starting at

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"What are you starting at. Do you, find something intriguing." She asked her left brow aising up with amusement as her heels grind against my crotch

"Don't start what you can't finish little kitten, this time around I wont be so settle"

"What will you do, there are people working in here, so there's no way you'd be able to touch me, call this payback for last night"

I, smirked at her respond

"Now aren't you a greedy little thing. And that's where your wrong, I will and can imprint my hands on you anywhere and when ever I please. I am Taehyung fucking Kim. And now, I think you should know what it feels like, when you have a lion intruding the depts of your lips. You've been a very troubled girl Kim jisoo, and now it's time for you to pay for it."

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