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"-know your place, if even saw you raising your eyes or voice I will make sure you bleed more like pretty pretty doll." he grin while zipping his pants as he fixed his suit without sparing glance at me.
He ignored the way, I was writhing gasping for air like someone choked all supply of air from my body.
My body was burning like it was settled between fire, my vagina was burning, I knew I was bleeding but it was as equal to the cut I had on my ribcage which was made by his some Italian mafiaso friend just few hours ago saying when he will be again back to South Korea he will recognise me by it.
Because he was pleased with me and that cut will be his reminder on my body. A sign of ownership. I was disgusted, used, broken. I felt like puking my guts out but had no energy in my limbs to move.
When his friend left last night I even had no energy to move an finger yet I shouted at sehyun with all my power for being excuse of man because this monster was just sitting on couch, watching, enjoying. Maybe it was tent on his male ego that spit on his face just as he entered. He raped me again while calling me whore for letting myself get used by his friend.
It was my fault that I was so attractive to the point his friends can't keep their eyes and hands to themselves. I believed. Why do I had to be so fucking attractive to the point it hurts.
"I want food ready before I return along with you like good little slut." it was his last warning before he left ignoring the way I paralyzed while staring at ceiling before black dots engulf my sight.
I let out shaky breath and snuggle in close object that was near my face, something hard as I started gasping for air. The musky faint cedarwood scent hit my nostrils making me inhale more which somehow managed to calm my panicked state.
I managed to open my eyes bantering with wet lashes just to get view of perfect sculptured collarbone. I tried to move but there was his chin resting over my head while my head was on his arm.
I don't need to looking up to see who it was. I just close my eyes again and pressed my face more on the steady moving chest to calm the quiver in my body. I inhale,as much as I could. this scent in awfully calming and dreadfully protective, as protective as the hand which was resting on my side.
his warm large hand was still inside my shirt, resting on my side just near where the cut was. The skin underneath his hand was warm, burning but it was anything but the burning sensation I felt near the cut which was deep scar now.
Shiver ran down my body at the realisation. You shouldn't be this much comforting kim taehyung and I shouldn't be this much weak for this when you are doing nothing but sleeping unaware of the fact that my soul in quivering, my heart is about it come in my throat but all that holding it back is your presence.
