"Crimson Desires"

Good bye

As the days passed, yn found herself trapped in a never-ending cycle of punishment, her body bearing the physical and emotional scars of Jungkook's relentless abuse. Each day brought with it a new torment, as Jungkook wielded his power over her with ruthless efficiency, leaving her feeling broken and defeated.

Despite her best efforts to endure, yn's body began to betray her, the constant strain taking its toll on her physical and mental well-being. She felt her strength waning with each passing day, her spirit growing weaker as she struggled to find the will to carry on.

"Your highness, the king is looking for you." The servant said to yn, as she was looking outside her window.

With a heavy heart and a sense of resignation, yn made her way to the chambers where Jungkook awaited her summons. Every step felt like a lead weight upon her weary limbs, the weight of anticipation mingling with dread as she approached the door.

As she entered the chamber, she found Jungkook seated upon his throne, his expression inscrutable as he regarded her with a steely gaze. Yn's stomach churned with apprehension, her mind racing with the countless possibilities of what awaited her next.

"Your Majesty," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she lowered herself into a respectful bow before him. "You called for me?"

Jungkook's eyes narrowed slightly as he regarded her, his gaze piercing through her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. "Yes, my queen," he replied, his voice cold and measured. "I need you to do something for me. One that requires your utmost obedience."

Yn's heart sank at his words, knowing all too well the consequences of disobedience in the face of Jungkook's commands. With a silent nod, she replied "what it is my lord?." Jungkook smirked at her utmost obedience, this past few days she's been following his commands which makes him the happiest man.

"Lift up your dress and bend over the dresser." Yn's weak hands and body followed his command, she went in front of the dresser with a full length mirror, lifted her dress and bends over. Seeing her reflection in the mirror shattered her heart into pieces , she looks like a puppet being controlled by jungkook.  

"my queen you're such an obedient woman."  Jungkook said as he came closer to yn. He put his knee in to make a space in between yn's legs, he then began unbuckling his belt. Yn's shed a tear as she knows what will happen, for the past few days jungkook has been tormenting her body everyday, every night,  and anywhere.

"Tell me who owns you." "You my l-lord.." jungkook hearing her answered made him satisfied and thrust into her, he holds her shoulder to thrust deeper into her entrance, yn whimpered and cried due to the impact and because her body was still weak and her bud was still swollen.

Jungkook turned her body to face him and he kissed her hungrily, fondle her breast and thrust into her once more, he tilt her head to the side to sucked her neck and leave his marks. "My l-lord, please stop, I can't take it anymore, my body is aching.." jungkook continued pounding on her then after few more thrust, he finally let her go. Jungkook put on his clothes and sat on his throne. Yn on the other hand fell on her knees and find it hard to stand up.

"Elena, assist the queen back to our chamber." Jungkook shouted. The servant entered the room and assisted yn back to their chamber.

"Can you please get me some water." Yn asked elena. "Yes your highness, just wait here."

"I can't take it anymore." Yn's world spun in a blur of pain and desperation as she succumbed to the overwhelming despair that had consumed her. With trembling hands, she reached for the sharp knife hidden away in her drawer, her mind clouded with a numbing sense of resignation.

In one swift motion, yn dragged the blade across her wrist, the sharp sting of the metal slicing through her skin like a knife through butter. A gasp of pain escaped her lips as crimson blood welled up from the wound, staining her pale skin with its dark hue. "Finally I can get away from him."

Elena's horrified scream pierced through the haze of yn's agony, snapping her back to reality with a jolt. With a sense of dread and panic coursing through her veins, Elena rushed to king jungkook, her voice trembling as she relayed the horrifying scene she had just witnessed.

"Your Majesty, the Queen..." Elena's words faltered, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled to find the strength to continue. "She... she's hurt herself. She's bleeding..."

Jungkook's expression darkened at Elena's words, his features contorted with a mixture of shock and fury. Without a moment's hesitation, he sprang into action, his mind racing with a million thoughts as he hurried to yn's side.

As he entered the chamber, Jungkook's heart clenched with anguish at the sight of yn's bloodied wrist, his mind reeling with the realization of what she had done. With trembling hands, he reached out to her, his voice choked with emotion as he called out her name.

"Yn," he whispered, his voice filled with an agonized plea. "Please, no... Don't leave me..."

Jungkook's world shattered in a haze of panic and desperation as he watched yn's lifeblood pool around her, the stark reality of her self-inflicted wound sending shockwaves of anguish through his heart. With a sense of urgency coursing through his veins, he barked orders at Elena, his voice trembling with fear and desperation.

"Call the physician!" he screamed, his voice echoing through the chamber with a raw intensity that mirrored the tumultuous storm raging within him. Elena's eyes widened in terror at his command, but she wasted no time in rushing out of the chamber, her footsteps echoing in the silence that enveloped them.

Alone with yn's still form, Jungkook's heart constricted with a suffocating sense of dread, the weight of his emotions threatening to crush him beneath their unbearable weight. His gaze fell upon the knife that lay discarded on the ground, its gleaming blade stained with Yn's blood, a stark reminder of the agony she had endured.

"You can't... easily leave me," he whispered hoarsely, his voice filled with a desperate plea as he reached for the knife, his hands trembling with a mixture of fear and determination. With a sense of resolve burning within him, he pressed the blade against his own flesh, the searing pain of the metal piercing through his skin like a fiery brand.

As crimson blood welled up from the wound, Jungkook's vision swam with dizziness, his senses overwhelmed by the intensity of his actions. But amidst the chaos and despair, he clung to a flicker of hope, a silent vow to fight for yn's life with every ounce of strength he possessed.

With a final, agonized cry, Jungkook crumpled to the ground beside yn, their fates entwined in a web of pain and despair. And as darkness closed in around him, he silently prayed for the chance to make amends for the sins of his past, and to find redemption in the arms of the woman he loved.