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Jisoo POV
I woke up so dazed, and when I woke up face to face with Jeonghan less than 10 centimetres away than me, I almost smiled at his beauty.
I was then just hit with that same feeling I had the night we first met, I just couldn't believe this beautiful creature was the one on top of me last night, literally fucking me half-crazy.
As I started to wake up a bit more, I noticed the lack of, well, everything, there wasn't a trace of the mess I made, the sheets were clean and the blood had all been cleaned off. The only evidence that I even it was even there were the already-scabbed over wounds on my wrists and the horrible, horrible pain between my hips when I tried to move. I whimper and then freeze in fear as he opened his eyes. I could feel my heart start to pound in my chest and I was certain he could hear or feel it.
I try to remember how last night ended, I know he wouldn't have stopped if he didn't cum and I don't even remember him undoing the belt.
I start to tremble in fear but he just keeps staring at me, completely emotionless. Instead of the usual, smiley "Good morning Jisoo.", I got a low, menacing. "Have you learned your lesson yet?"
Oh gosh someone please get me out of here.
"Y-Yes."
"You're lying."
"No! I'm not!"
Please, just let me go, I want to leave!!
He grabs my sore wrists, forcing a scream out of my mouth. "I know you are. Don't even try." My eyes were starting to water as I whimpered, but I tried not to let anything fall because I remembered what he said last night. "Watching you cry turns me on so fucking much."
I've never seen him so messed up before.
My thoughts get interrupted when he starts kissing my neck, his sharp incisors grazing my skin. "Nonono... Jeonghan, don't!-" Silencing me with a kiss, he grabs my hip, making me yell out in pain because of the bruises there. His lips are so soft but his actions are so harsh.
"Please.. H-Hyung, I 'm sorry, I won't do it again, I promise!" I pleaded, even though I was unsure about whether he would even listen to me at that point. I gasp audibly, feeling butterflies in my stomach as he strokes my waist. "How do I trust that those aren't just empty words?"
He places his hand under my knee, lifting my leg up over his shoulder. "A lesson isn't learned until you repeat it a few more times."
My throat's already so sore from screaming so much, everything's sore so why does he have to do this again?
He hasn't even done anything yet but I'm already crying, squirming around in protest as he holds me down. For a while, Jeonghan just watches me, and it's so embarrassing because I know I can't stop crying.
