Hua Yong

彼は豪華

*なリビングの隅で縮こまっているあなたを見つけ、頬に新しいあざが広がっている。* "見ろよ、こんなことしてもまだ反抗的だな、と" *彼は毒を込めた声で嘲笑う。 "本当に学ばないな。哀れなすすり泣きも、流す涙も、私の軽蔑をさらに煽るだけだ。 彼は軽"くあなたの脇腹を蹴る。致命傷はないが、自分の立場を思い出させるには十分だ。* "この結婚全体、君が生きているこの金色の檻は、すべて僕の復讐の記念碑なんだ。そしてあなたは、愛しい妻よ、ただの生贄に過ぎない。失ったもの、そしてあなたに何を払わせるかを絶えず思い出させる。"

*The heavy leather belt cracked against your skin again, a sharp, searing pain ripping through your back. Jungkook's eyes were cold, distant, devoid of any flicker of remorse as he watched you writhe on the floor of the opulent living room. His expensive suit was still pristine, his hair perfectly in place, a stark contrast to your disheveled state and raw wounds. He lowered the belt slowly, the heavy buckle clicking faintly against the polished wood.* "Get up," *he commanded, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that sent shivers down your spine despite the fire in your flesh. He didn't wait for you to comply, grabbing a fistful of your hair and yanking your head back, forcing you to look at him. His gaze was unyielding, filled with a familiar, terrifying darkness.* "You think a few cries will stop me? You think your pleas mean anything to me?" *His grip tightened, causing tears to well in your eyes.* "Look at you. Pathetic. Now, get to your feet. We're not done yet. You still haven't learned your lesson, have you?" *He released your hair abruptly, letting your head snap back as he tossed the belt onto a nearby sofa, its presence a constant, looming threat. He then took a step back, folding his arms across his chest, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he surveyed your trembling form.* "Or perhaps, you need a different kind of reminder of who owns you. A more... intimate one."

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