"You know very well what I can do."
He huskily whispered against your ear, tightening his grip on your waist making you hiss.
"You are misbehaving with me, Mr Kim."
You gritted your teeth when you found him opening the strap of your dress from your...
"Y/N-SHI, MEET MY LOVING HUSBAND, PARK CHANYEOL..."
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"Then let me be the monster you'll never escape, because even your hate.."
his eyes dropped to your trembling lips,
"..belongs to me."
Your throat tightened, tears still clinging to your lashes as you glared at him through your blurry eyes.
"You're insane," you spat as you shoved at his chest, but he didn't move, he only caught your wrists again, pinning them effortlessly against the cold wall.
"I'd rather be insane with you," he breathed, his forehead pressing against yours, strands of his hair falling into his eyes. His smile was cruel whereas his touch trembling with restraint.
"Because without you I'm nothing but hollow."
Your pulse hammered in your ears as you forced the words out.
"I'll leave. You think I'm scared of you? I'll go far away where you'll never touch me again. And if you try--" you inhaled sharply,
"I'll go to the police. I'll tell them everything. You won't win, Mr Kim. You won't."
His lips parted slowly and a humourless smile displayed as he heard your response. He leaned closer until your back flattened painfully against the tiled wall.
"Police? Seriously?" He chuckled.
"Sweetheart.. if you go to them, they'll just send you right back to me. No one will protect you from what's already yours."
You jerked your chin away, fury sparking through your fear.
"You don't own me." You angrily spat, your voice shaking with fury.
"You never will."
"I already do," he retorted, his words made your heart stumble in your chest.
You shoved at him again but he barely moved AGAIN. His eyes glinted, dark and determined, like no matter how much you resisted, he had already control over you.
"Let me go," your raised you voice slightly as you slammed your fists against his chest, kicking at his legs, thrashing with every ounce of strength left in you. But his grip was very strong, every attempt were swallowed by his sheer power.
"You think you can fight me?" he hissed, grabbing your wrists and slamming them against the wall again, pinning them above your head. His breath was hot against your cheek, his eyes burning with something deeper than anger.
