When He Wasn't Around

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Warning this chapter is 18+.......

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Looking at her dark room she honestly couldn't remember who she was before she got there. When you've been disassembled so many times it could do that to you. Mess with your memory.

He had told her she was sick and he saved her. Maybe that was true the first time he disassembled her but, the countless times after that was just unnecessary. He thought she should be thankful he always put her back together.

He had told her that he loved her, but she knew that what they had couldn't be love. He controlled everything she did. Hell, she hadn't see the light of day in three years. She was his to play with, and there wasn't anything she could do to prevent it.

It was like her own personal hell. If anything she would call what they had an unhealthy, one sided, obsession. So when she spoke out, didn't do what he said, or let another man look at her.... people died. During the years she learned to keep him happy and her quirk helped with that.

It wasn't too flashy but it came in handy often. It was what inevitably kept her alive... that and her body. She could see and manipulate the energies in people. She could calm him, if he allowed her too.

She had learned to master her quirk in this underground hell. She could manipulate with ease, had learned how to differentiate between peoples energies and even learned how to read after-energies (the energies left behind when someone touched it).

She had even manipulating some of the members into helping her with her hand to hand combat and was unmatched by the most of the obedient henchmen, of her lover. Unbeknownst to anyone else she was a hell of a force to be reckoned with.

She hadn't let anyone know about her new skills she acquired. Instead she played the good, usually obedient, lover of the young leader. She had to for Eri's sake. She had thought of every way for them to escape but knew none of them would end well.

That girl was the only thing that made her life worth living. Knowing that if she made Kai too mad he wouldn't bring her back, she had to be something he found worth in, so she could be there for her.

Playing the part felt too easy for her at this point. She would make him happy anyway he wanted, she would boss around his men and the she would spend all the time she could with her Sweet Little Bean.

Day in and day out hoping that anything would give her a chance to get them out of there. Little did she know that day would be soon.

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She had awoke that morning to kisses down her neck and shoulders. That meant he was in a good mood. Noticing her breath hitch, he smirked before running his hands up her body under her shirt, before foundling her breasts.

"Good morning, Angel." He growled as he pinched her nipples between his fingers, earning a moan from the woman he planned on devouring.

"Good morning" she moaned out, arching into him as she did so.

It was moments like this that made her wonder about him. How he could be so loving one moment and a murderous fuck the next. The one thing she truly enjoyed about their toxic relationship was the sex.

She began grinding back against him, causing his already hard member to strain even more against his pants. Groaning he slipped one hand into her shorts rubbing her clit roughly.

"Oh..please Kai."

He loved it when she moaned, her quirk always made him feel great when he pleasured her. She couldn't help but manipulate his energy when she was like this. If she was feeling pleasure he would feel it radiate from any part of her that touched him.

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