⚠︎𝙿𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝙴𝚡: 𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 » 𝚈𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒 𝙵𝙵

CHAPTER 04

Y/N POV
Yoongi starts walking closer towards me, and I have no clue what he's planning to do next, but I have the feeling that it would cause me harm.

"Tell me, baby..." He trailed off, scoffing as a small smirk lingered on his lips. His eyes glint as he added, "Why do you shout at me, hmm? Why are you in the club at this hour?"

I frown, nervousness starting to creep in. "What's with the nickname, Yoongi?" I shift my gaze; I can't handle his intense ones.

"DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT, Y/N!" He suddenly roared at me.

"ASK YOURSELF!" I yelled back, tears building up at the corner of my eyes as memories of him kissing another girl flashed in my mind. I try to walk away from him, yet he suddenly grabs my wrist again and forces me to enter his car. "Wait! Where are we going? Where are you taking me??!" I glared at him as I panted, watching him slam the door, which made me flinch before he entered the driver's seat.

"You will see..." he said, smirking as he started the engine and blasted it off onto the road.

Yoongi POV
We finally reach my mansion; I park my car before hopping off and opening the door of the passenger seat, grabbing Y/N's wrist and dragging her inside.

"Y-Yoongi... What are we doing in your house???" I chose to ignore her and continue to drag her upstairs. "Yoongi!!!" She cried out.

"Just wait darling, you'll love it..." I smirk, already playing the possible scene in my head, getting more and more excited with each passing second.

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We enter my room; I let go of Y/N and turn to lock the door. Once I face her again, terror, confusion, and a hint of anger can be seen in her eyes. I smirk as I lock eye contact with her beautiful and expressive eyes before pushing her onto the bed, her body slightly bouncing as it touches the cushion of my bed with impact. I then crawl on top of her, slowly, as I enjoy every bit of the moment I'm now sharing with her.

"W-wait, are you g-going to do Yoongi???" A hint of fear can be heard as she stutters on her words.

When I saw the fear on Y/N's face, a shot of electricity ran down my spine, spiking excitement in my every nerve. The thought of facing this view every day, the terror, and the emotions that splattered on her face seem to favour my very thought, but I can't seem to pinpoint why.

I smirk as I watch her tense state. "Just relax, baby. I'm sure this will make you feel good," I murmur as I near her neck and trail kisses on it.

I felt her try to move away to avoid it, but I held her still. "Y-Yoongi—"

"It's Daddy, baby..." I correct her, whispering it near her ears before nibbling her earlobe.

"Y-Yoongi, let me go!!!" She finally shouted, trying to push me by my shoulder with both her hands.

"No, baby, you're not going anywhere..." I frown as she continues with her actions and decides to ignore me.

I call my maid to get me a rope when Y/N decides not to listen. She's getting on my nerves, to be honest, but I like to have my way, and so I tie her arms to my headboard with the rope. I also tie her legs to each side of my bed so that she can't struggle anymore or escape from me. I started to undress her, slowly and slowly, as I let my eyes roam over her flawless flesh that made my lips water and my manhood stand with eagerness and my mind devour every curve and detail of her body. I then start to undress myself.

"P-please, Yoongi, don't do this..." she begs, yet my mind is already focused on the tasks, and I enter her without any warning, which makes her wail louder. "Argh~!!! S-stop! I-it hurts! Y-Yoongi, please!!!"

I draw my manhood from her innocence and feel a sticky substance connecting us. I look down and see that it's blood, her blood. "Did I just pop my baby's cherry?" I look at her teary eyes; pride swells over me. "Oh, Y/N, I'll make sure I fuck you so hard, you won't be able to walk for days."

My room is filled with our moans and the sound of skin slapping as I move on top of her repeatedly, the air is thick with our pants, and the smell of sex surrounds us.

Y/N POV
It's been 10 minutes, yet he still hasn't stopped and keeps going on penetrating me. My body is aching, and my womanhood starts to sting and hurt; I even feel like I'm already bleeding. I begged him multiple times, yet he didn't listen; all he cared about was himself and his filthy desires.

"Argh, shit~!!!" he groaned as he burst his seed inside me before collapsing on top of me out of exhaustion. He pants before he chuckles, and those chuckles turn into a laugh that sends shivers down my spine. "You're mine now," he said breathlessly, looking at me with his glinting eyes.

"I hate you," I force out as I choke on my sobs, hating the fact that our skin touches each other, which once gave me comfort but now makes me feel so dirty and used.

He then turns and rolls onto my side, turning me so that my back is facing him. He then hugs me tight and trails kisses on my back before I feel him near my ear as his breath fans on the side of my face. "Hate me if you want... Run away from me if you can... Hide wherever you want, but remember, I'm always behind you."

Edited date: November 11, 2025