Twisted Perfection | Hisoka x Reader x Illumi

𝐗: 𝑩𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝑫𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔

Playlist Song # 10:
In My Blood - Shawn Mendes

𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮!
This chapter contains abusive rape, violence, torture, blood, murder, gore and death. If you aren't comfortable with any of these, then don't read or just skip the chapter. your mental health is more important than reading this story, reader-chan.
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The unanticipated sonorous resonance that was generated when the enraged male slammed the door shut reverberated throughout the dim halls plunged in an avalanche of grieving gloominess. Daunting rattles of the metal locks as they slid past each other's rustic surfaces ringed through her ears like unnerving, shrill screams of pure agony of an innocent
child that was swallowed by his/her own gruesome fate. For some reason, he's more hostile than he normally is when he gets possessed by his untamable desires.

Y/n let out heavy breaths as she hastily crawled away from such a psychotic being, her white painted nails digging into the coarse surface of the medium-sized mat.

I was a fool.

As soon as the last lock was secured, she felt the sensation of how her heart heightened in its phase behind the bone-made cage inside her fragile chest; her movements suddenly overpowered with genuine celerity as she lifted a leg and propped herself up. As soon as she finally stood, her body felt an electrifying energy that surged through her blood and a strong compulsion to escape. In the adrenaline-filled moment of her first two steps, she was pulled back by an unforeseen force to come upon her scalp and oppressively tug the group of strands backwards. This sudden course of action caused her trembling body to fall backwards as she let out a loud yell of pure agony.

Tears endlessly streamed down her now bedraggled face painted with soiled make up from all the crying and sweating she made, "I-Illumi, it hurts! Please!" She sobbed, pleading for his harsh grip to loosen even a tad bit as her small, soft hand traveled towards his fist that held the group of hair hostage.

I was a fool for believing that hope exists. That I could finally leave this living purgatory of my everyday life.

The grin that was already visible on the male's horrifying features widened into an enigmatic, inscrutable smirk as his cinch tightened even more than it already was. "AAAH! P-PLEASE, ILLUMI!" She screamed once again, but this time, it was louder and more shriller than before.

"Yes.. Beg~! ♡ Scream my name!" The pin user ghastly moaned out as he leered at the female in an immodest manner, twisting the groups of hair in his palm while slowly lifting her upwards, "You've been a baaaaad giiiiirl~"

"I'M SORRY!! I'M SORRY!!! I-I'LL NEVER D-DO IT AGAIN!"

Lewd, libidinous impulses stimulated his already hot core and infuriated body, pumping into even the smallest vein existing in his anatomy that fueled him to perpetrate inhospitable courses of movement upon the obdurate female. Yes, he loved her. He loved her with every bit of his heart, body and soul. But sometimes, things just always seem to get out of hand.. no matter how much he inflicted and showed her the bonafide definition of pain, she still remains adamant and stubborn. In order to perfectly discipline her and teach her the context of loyalty, one must become malignant, even if it meant becoming the antagonist in her life.

Antagonist.. no, I will never be. How could I become the enemy? She loves me.. SHE LOVES ME.

The slow, yet noisy resonance the metal door knob made as he twisted it to the side echoed through her eardrums. Illumi then pushed the door open in a harsh manner, before making his way towards the bed while still dragging the distressed female who was in total anguish; the tormenting pain slowly making her scalp feel numb as tears endlessly streamed down her already swollen cheeks. He let go for a moment and walked towards the drawer by the window, tying his hair in a bun as he took his steps. He then slid the top drawer open and picked up a bottle of pills he always makes Y/n take in before every punishment. His slim fingers grazed the lid and opened it without any problem, taking five pills in his hand before closing it tight. Turning back to the distressed female who was on the floor, he walked towards her direction and once again gripped on her beautiful h/l, h/c locks when he reached her. Illumi pulled her hair backwards, making her face upwards towards him.