𝐌α𝖿𝗂α'𝗌 𝐆𝗂𝗋ᥣ𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𐓣ᑯ

Part 6

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"Yes, if they locate you, I'm certain you'll end up in prison."

"Should that scenario arise, they would need to locate me first."

"ahh, please leave me"*with innocent puppy expression*

he smiled "Your cuteness is killing me, baby"

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he sat along you, "Baby, don't you love me?"

Both of you held each other's gaze for a few minutes

"baby?"

"S-Shu, um, I'm actually engaged."

"I'm aware you dislike him. Don't you?"

You lower your head. "I dislike you too."

His expression becomes more intense, revealing a blend of pain and frustration in his eyes.

"Y/N! *his voice initially rises, and his breath becomes harder but then softens upon meeting your gaze* Baby, I'm speaking calmly, so please don't test my patience."

you both suddenly heard the knock on the door

"May I come in, sir?"

"Yeah, come in. What's on your mind?"

"Sir, you have an important dealing today. If you're available, can I organize everything for you?"

"Go ahead and arrange it."

"Okay, sir," his secretary left.

Then he turned towards you, approaching for a kiss, but you resisted and pushed him away.

"Alright, baby, I guess you're not just in the mood for a kiss, but something more, am I right?"

"Pervert!"

"Yeah, only when I'm around you."

You angrily directed your gaze towards the wall on your right.

Shu: It's okay, darling. I sense you prefer everything on the bed, hmm? No need to worry; tonight, I'll demonstrate just how hot your boyfriend can be.

Y/N's thought: Let's see... 😍

Y/N: Firstly, you're not my boyfriend. Secondly, don't you feel any shame in saying such things?

Shu: the very first thing, you're my girlfriend and there are no changes. Secondly, there's no reason to feel shame in front of my girlfriend, ok baby, your boyfriend has some important work so he has to go........

y/n: *tears* i want togo home

Shu: Sweetheart, please don't cry. *gently wiping away your tears* Take care, my love, and never attempt to escape, or....*whispered that* else you'll have to face the consequences.

After planting a gentle kiss on your forehead, he rose up and made his way out. As the door closed behind him, you gathered yourself, wiping away the tears that had welled up. Determined to escape the room, your gaze swept across its contents. A closet, a sparsely adorned dressing table – that's all you could discern. Opening the closet, you desperately searched for anything that might aid your escape, focusing on ropes or thread-like objects, but your efforts proved futile. The only discoveries were his neatly arranged outfits.

Regret echoed in your whispered words, "I'm sorry, Kurenai. Being with you would only lead to your capture. My love for you surpasses even my own life, but destiny doesn't align with us." Your eyes lingered on his clothes, a poignant reminder of the choices that fate had forced upon you.