DEVIL'S CLAIM

he snorts softly with bitter humor, fingers gripping your chin and tilting it up to meet his eyes. They're colder than winter, cutting and sharp.

He smirks, a dark, chilling thing.

"You're not a sweet little bird. You're my bird-mine to cage, mine to break, mine to control and own. And I don't like seeing what belongs to me smile at other men."

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"I can do both," he murmurs.

"Protect you from the world-and ruin you for it."

A pause. His grip tightens.

Because no one else gets to have you like this. No one else gets to break you." His voice drops to a whisper. "Only me."

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"what would you expect from me" he asked with the smirk "maybe the worst" she replied

"I'm making it clear that no matter how hard you try, you're not escaping me, you could run to the ends of the earth and I'll find you and drag you back to me"

"you're my obsession and I'm obsessed. I'll make you mine either you like it or not"

"love is not meant for someone like you Jeon Jungook"

"put you lips on my scars and teach me how to love"