Breakfast upstairs

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Warning! Each chapter onwards will contain something triggering, please do not read further if these makes you uncomfortable.

Topics included:
-Gaslighting
-Non consensual (rape)
-other forms of mental abuse

Though I write about these things, I do not condone any of it.

Reminder: Harper and this story is FICTIONAL. Her words and actions are NOT REAL.

DO NOT ROMANTICIZE ANYTHING FROM THIS BOOK. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND SHOULD NEVER BE REPLICATED IN THE REAL WORLD.

THIS IS NOT A POTRAYAL OF LOVE NOR THIS IS THE NORM OF 'LOVE'. THIS IS ABUSE AND SHOULD NEVER BE NORMALIZED IN THE REAL WORLD.

HARPER's BEHAVIOR IS ABNORMAL AND SHOULD NEVER BE ROMANTICIZED IN THE REAL WORLD.

She kissed your cheek as she walk past you to open the fridge, her left hand is tightly holding onto your leash while her right shot up to retrieve a carton of (favourite fruit) juice.

A full set breakfast of (favourite breakfast food) was already prepared on the table, it looks freshly made and appetizing.

"Come here, my little darling pet." She giggled, loving the endearment that she called you.

On the other hand, you felt utterly degraded and humiliated. But you didn't dare to argue or fight back, so you walked towards her and let her pepper your face with numerous kisses.

"Aw, Aren't you needy today?" She cooed as her lips trailed from your neck to your shoulders. You wince and squirm in her seductive touches. She giggled as her hand slid down to your lower back, Harper sets down the carton of (fav fruit) juice on the dining table and began roaming her hands all over your back.

The handle of your leash rests around her wrist, tugging it slightly to remind that you belong to her. You closed your eyes and endured her gentle, non-violent kisses.

"We'll continue this later, it's time for you to eat." She pressed a kiss on your lips before leading you to the dining table.

You enjoyed the sunlight shining on you, it's been a week since she kept you in her room. You pursed your lips as she poured a cup of (favourite fruit) juice for you.

It was a bit difficult to eat while you're sitting on her lap, she would roam her lips sensually along the length of your neck as you chew. You tried your best to ignore it, but her hand began to lovingly rub your thigh.

You shudder once she touched a very sensitive spot just a few inches below your ear. She paused and chuckled in your ear.

"You can't hide what your body wants, (y/n). I know you better than anyone." She whispered.

You gulped and trembled a bit.

You hate and fear Harper with every fiber of your being. It was also hard to eat with the feeling of heavy regret in your stomach.

You wonder what would happen if you didn't agree to go to France with her. Would it prevent all of this from happening?

Or will Harper end up doing the same? Or even worse?

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