Mr. Rude| PJM FF

𝕻𝖆𝖌𝖊 7

"Kim Y/N." I looked into his eyes. "Why?"

He bitterly scoffed at my response and leaned of the table, slumping into his seat.

"I'll repeat myself again." He paused looking at me with heavy lidded eyes.

"Who are you? And what have you come to do?"

I refused to give him an answer and instead sat down with my hands folded on my lap, staring straight into his eyes.

But his eyes changed,

A black void filled his eyes as he stared intently at me. A piercing gaze that never left my own.

"Its quite unusual for a Korean to have bright, blue eyes."

"Your a half breed" I mumbled to myself examining his chancy behaviour.

He didn't do things that normal breed of demon did. He was a half demon.

"And you are too" a voice whispered in my ear.

He smirked at me,

"Now that I know you are the angel here to detain me.

I can make a twist of plans" he snickered.

He gripped onto my wrist, earning burns crawling up his arm,

while bruises coloured my pale arm.

"Let go" I said in a authoritative voice. He shook his head yanking me closer, inches apart. The tension between us was building up, physically and emotionally.

Soon enough, a force will pull us apart. Like how we are supposed to be.

"Did you know, under demon law. I am dedicated to have a child with you?"

"No." I pulled out of his grasp disappearing out of thin air. His eyes smiled.

"I'll make you love me" a voice spoke in my head.

Your mine.