How would you define this master of manipulation? She looked up her eyes swollen from tears as the truth hit her with a force where she felt like dying, where she felt like drowning herself. She couldn't understand the differences between the truth and lie anymore, she just sat there trying to catch her breath and understand what was going on, but when the master of the game spoke. She couldn't do anything but rather close her eyes, trying to pull herself away from the life that thrived within her. But it wasn't that easy, was it? ~*~*~*~ ©️DiorWhisperedTales ©️Aarushi_BTS

Y/n sat trembling in the corner, her fear palpable in the dimly lit room. Jungkook loomed over her, his eyes betraying a dangerous mix of possessiveness and anger, yet his voice remained surprisingly calm. "Why do you always make me do this, Y/N?" Jungkook's tone was low, his frustration thinly veiled. "Why can't you just obey me like a good wife?" His words hung heavy in the air, but Y/N dared not respond, knowing it would only worsen the situation. Jungkook knelt down, his movements deliberate as he reached out to cup Y/N's cheeks gently, yet his grip held a possessive intensity. "Don't you understand, Y/N?" Jungkook's voice softened, a deceptive tenderness masking the underlying threat. "I do this because I love you. I can't bear the thought of anyone else even looking at you. You're mine, Y/n. My wife" Y/N felt a sickening wave of realization wash over her, the suffocating reality of her situation becoming all too clear. She remained silent, unable to find her voice amidst the fear and uncertainty. Jungkook's grip tightened slightly, his nails digging into her skin as he continued with a chilling calmness. Start :- 23 Feb 2024