The Queen's Obsession | Chaesoo

The Queen's Obsession

Tick Tock Tick Tock

— The constant ticking of the clock felt loud in her own ears, but considering how quiet it was in the room – even the faintest of breath can be heard from a few feet away.

The room, splashed with only white and grey was spotless clean. The same thing can be said to the lone metal table perched in the middle of the room.

Tick Tock Tick Tock

She moved a little, the slight action caused the chains that were wrapped on her wrist which was chained on the table to rattle loudly. The noise of the chains overpowered the loud ticking of the clock that was already starting to annoy her to no end.

Her stance was rigid and cautious, her weary brown eyes flickered at the door adjacent to the table. There was a security camera perched at one edge of the wall, no doubt watching her every move.

A feeling of vexation flowed on her body, a part of her wanted to snap on the person who was possibly watching her from the camera to just come inside the room and face her. But rather than doing so, she bit her tongue to stop herself and further escalating the already dire situation she is in. Due to the power of bite, she tasted a coppery tang on her mouth.

Blood

The taste had always been familiar to her.

Even from her early childhood, the very familiar taste had already been permanently etched in her skull. No other taste she has tasted can be at par with the taste of blood, no taste shall ever exude the same bitterness and pain mixed in together, like what you've tasted in blood.

Before she could even go down to Memory Lane, the tightly sealed metal doors on the room creaked open.

She snapped out of her musings and sat straighter than before. Her swift movement caused the chains to rattle again, but she payed it no mind. For her eyes were focused on the confident figure who emerged from the other side of the door.

The agitation she felt from the isolation of the room disappeared in an instant. Instead, her emotions were replaced with deep seated hunger, obsession, and desire to conquer.

A wickedly haughty smirk drew out of her pinkish pouty lips which she directed at the person on the door.

"My my, it will always be my pleasure to have your... presence delivered before my own eyes for me to feast on." her husky voice that more or less sounded like a purr reverberated on the enclosed space.

If there were even someone else who had heard her voice, they would no doubt feel like they were lulled by a siren. Her husky voice had always brought down men and women alike on their knees, pair it off with her enchanting goddess like features – anyone who would come across her could never help but be charmed.

But,

Such shallow things could hardly move the girl who was staring her from the door.

The said girl, blonde and tall – slammed the door harshly from behind her. The door shook from the force, but both persons in the room never flinched from the loud noise.

Rather than feeling any sort of desire from the seductress sitting chained on the metal chair,  disgust and anger were the only emotions reflected in the blonde girl's eyes.

"If you wanted us to be alone together, you could have just asked. I mean, I'd gladly give... Hmm... Myself to you." the beauty on the seat couldn't help but tease.

The blonde girl's angered features set into a stoic grim mask, "Are you sure that's what you should be doing right now Kim?  You're in a precarious situation and you have time to joke?" her chestnut eyes flashed with a dark undertone of emotions, her feet trained it's way towards the metal table.