Cruel Jealous King (Under construction)

Cruel Jealous King (Under construction)

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(WARNING- MINDBOGGLING CONTENT) "What do you think you're doing here, Winter? This is my world, my life and you can't invade it." His amber eyes reddened at each word. It was my chance to give him a taste of his own medicine. "Who said I was here for you? This is a private event and I was invited," I replied with malice laced in my voice. He looked ready to throw me out of this place, teetering on the edge of lust and anger. "Invited?" He chuckled, humorously. "You're on the arms of a man old enough to be your grandfather, I'm sure you were invited." In frustration fury, I fisted his expensive dress shirt collar. "What right do you have over me? I am just your side piece, aren't I? You are married and I am single enough to date anyone that's not you. At least, that's how no strings attached works." Our past unfolded in front of my eyes. The kind gentleman he once was flashed in front of eyes. I hated myself for falling in love with him and despised him for never letting me go. Him and I were built to fall apart. Only one could be victorious... and it was neither of us. cover by IvvyKy
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"Please dont do this, I don't want it. Please." I plead with him but it's no use. He walks over to me and slams his hand on the wall next to my head, making me jump. "Turn around." He speaks slowly in a low tone. I don't move out of fear and stare at him. "NOW!" I jump and slowly turn around. I feel him move my hair to the side and puts it on. He turns me back around, smiling. "Now, that wasn't so bad." He pauses staring at me. "Make sure you never take this off. Do you understand? Never." He says in a commanding tone, looking into my eyes. I nod silently, he stares at me and gently kisses my cheek. "I will be back for you later." He turns and leaves the room. Once I'm sure he is gone, I go to the mirror. I look at my neck and see it... A leather collar with his name inscripted on it . Damien ***** If you think this is a happy story, it's not so beware. This story includes dark love with obsession and an extreme possessive dominant male.

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