She was lying on the floor, her feets chained with the bed. Her hand on her bulging belly to protect her unborn child. Just then the door creaked open and he came in. She looked up at him and pulled her knees closer to her body and put her head on h...
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I felt guilty... a little bit. Isn't it ironic? Devil felt guilty after doing a sin? Hahaha!
I thought I went too harsh on her last time. I shouldn't have done that to her...just because Namjoon was hitting my nerve I wanted to prove to him that I wasn't being soft to her ... but NOW...I KNOW what I am going to do with her is because she asks for it HERSELF!
Her cries and pleas were the only thing to be heard in the manor. I dragged her downstairs behind me and opened the door of the basement.
I came in front of the mirror and held her face tightly by her jaw and forced it in front of the mirror "Look at your face little bird for the last time because after this...YOU won't be able to even breathe outside this room... MARK MY WORDS!"
She choked on her sobs as she kept on shaking her head then I opened the mirror door and dragged her back in the room...Back to her Sanctuary!
I slam the door shut behind us, the sound echoing through the dimly lit basement. I push her roughly onto the bed, the wooden frame creaking under her small frame. I hover over her, my dark eyes blazing with fury and possessiveness as I stare down at her tear-stained face.
I grab her throat again, squeezing slightly as I lean my face closer to hers, our noses almost touching. "You hear that, little bird?" I growl, my voice low and menacing. "YOU ARE NOT LEAVING THIS ROOM AGAIN!"
Her eyes widen as she realizes the gravity of the situation, the color draining from her face. She starts shaking her head vigorously, but I tighten my grip around her throat, silencing any potential protests.
"And you better believe me on that..."I pull out my signature knife, the one with the skull handle that sends shivers down most people's spines. I run the tip of the blade lightly across her collarbone. "Maybe this will finally make you understand..."I press the cold metal against her throat, the skull handle digging into my palm.
"You try to escape again..." I whisper, my eyes fixed on hers, "I will break your legs next time..."
I slowly drag the knife down, the cold blade pressing against her soft skin, until I reach her bulging belly. I pause there, the skull handle resting on her rounded stomach.
"And as for now... you should get a lesson. No?"With a swift motion, I press the tip of the knife lightly into her belly, just enough to make her flinch. "Let's see... if I stab this knife right here..." I trail off, my eyes glinting menacingly.
"What do you think would happen, hmm? Would the baby get hurt?" I ask conversationally, as if we were discussing the weather. "Let me show you something..."
And with that, I slowly, carefully, push the knife in a little deeper, just enough to break the skin. She screamed "NO!!!!"
Ignoring her desperate screams, I continue to push the knife in slightly, watching as a thin line of blood appears on her belly. "You see this?" I hiss, "This is nothing compared to what would happen if I really stabbed you here... "
