Princess, don't make me fucking angry

[THIRD POV] 

"Hiroo," he hummed, "Who's that girl?" 

The two were in their car, waiting to pick up their friend, Kuguri, from school. They were parked in front of the said high-school when Daishou spots a (H/C) girl walking alone while everyone else was the opposite. 

She had (H/L) (H/C) hair, (E/C) eyes, and a small frown. She was holding her books to her chest.

"She doesn't seem to be the studious type," Hiroo commented, "Her outfit is a bit... well, it's not like the other's."

"I wonder why..."

As they waited for their friend, Kuguri, to get inside, Daishou continued to watch as the (H/C) girl walked at the end of the block, turning and disappearing.

At the same time, Kuguri entered the vehicle, buckling his seat belt.

"Sup guys."

"Hey," Hiroo greeted, starting the car up, "How's school?"

"What are you, my mom?"

"Shut the fuck up."

"Kuguri," Daishou said, "Do you know a girl with (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes?"

"Literally could be anyone, my school is huge."

"I see."

Kuguri attended one of the largest public high-schools; unlike most high-schools, this one included four years. 

Daishou and his friends that are the same age as him attend a different school with a more flexible program. People like Daishou and Oikawa had fairly rich parents, and they were sent to a certain business school with an extremely flexible schedule. 

However Kuguri was accidentally held back because of his birthday, that is why he's attending a public school.

Hiroo left the side parking lot and drove to their shared mansion, where him and all his friends live. It was pointless for them all to live in separate houses when their parents were never home, so they all decided to just live together.

"Hiroo," Daishou said, "I want you to find that girl. The (H/C) one."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

Kuguri rolled his eyes, slumping back in his seat. He knows that he has to listen to Daishou, or he'll get mad at him. 

"Fine."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"(Y/N)."

"Hmm?"

"Her name is (Y/N)."

Daishou took another gulp of his soda, sighing as he placed it on the table. 

"Who is she?"

"She's a first year, a freshman to be exact."

"She is studying under the regular's courses, it seems as though she got in with a reference, not for wealth."

"I see," Daishou folded his hands together, "What is she like?"

"Well, she doesn't have much friends; she works very hard studying while also having a part time job as a shelf stacker in a convenience store."

"Part time job? The law here says you cannot work until you're sixteen. Was she held back?"

Kuguri shook his head. "She is only fifteen."

Then something popped up in Daishou's mind.

"I see."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

The store's double doors open automatically; it was nearing 22:00, and (Y/N) had just thirty minutes before her shift ended.

She was currently stacking some cans of food on the shelf with a step-stool, carefully and organizing it all to make her boss happy. He told her that he'd pay her extra if she had reorganized the entire store, it was a deal accepted by her. 

She wore a normal worker's outfit; skinny jeans with flats, a t-shirt, and a white apron over her. 

She still looked fairly beautiful, maybe it was because of her shining (E/C) orbs that caught everyone's attention.

As she continued to fix the shelves, a figure approached her, holding a container of vitamins.

"Excuse me Miss," he said, reading the labels, "Do you think this is good for a man like me?"

(Y/N) quickly stepped off of the stool, walking up to the man and allowing her to take the container. She read the effects quickly and eyed the man up and down. She noticed he looked pretty young, and she knew that young people should be taking vitamins.

"I'm sure it's good for you," she said, smiling softly, "It has everything you need to ensure things like growth in height."

"Let me ring you up." she offered, and the two went to the register, with (Y/N) scanning the vitamins.

After she scanned it, she told him the total, and he took out his card. (Y/N) took it and swiped it, noticing a malfunction in the system.

"Oops, I think I pressed something wrong... one second sir."

As she worked to try to fix the issue, the man glances at the vitamins again.

"I should really be taking these huh," he said, "So a pretty girl like you can fall in love with me."

"Ehhh?" she giggled, rubbing the back of her neck, "I'm sure there are other girls you will find interest in."

"Not really," the man leaned against the counter, staring into (Y/N)'s eyes as she tried to resolve the issue, "I go to an all boys business academy, girls aren't really allowed on campus."

"So you're a student?"

"Well I had hoped I didn't look too old..."

"No no, I knew you were a student. I could tell since you were taking these young adult vitamins."

His eyes darkened.

"I'm Daishou Suguru, I'm a junior in high-school."

"I see."

(Y/N) continued to try to fix the register, but things weren't working out. This gave ample time for Daishou, his plan was working inevitably. 

"So... what about you?"

She hummed.

"Are you a student or an adult or..."

She stopped for a brief second before shaking her head. 

"I'm afraid I'm not obligated to disclose any personal information."

"It's alright," Daishou said, pulling his phone out and showing (Y/N) a certain picture, "I was just testing you."

Her eyes widened when she saw the picture on his phone; it was her sitting down in the library with her eyes glued on her work. She looked pretty in the picture, which is probably why she never noticed him snap the picture.

"W-Why do you have a picture of me...?" she stuttered.

Daishou put his phone away. "Let's take care of that later; for now, let's talk about your circumstances."

"You're a fifteen year old girl in a prestigious high-school, working here in a store to stock shelves, while also balancing your regular classes," Daishou said, "I am interested the amount of issues that you could run into, but I am more interested in something else."

"W-What is that...?"

He smirked devilishly.

"You." 

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"Ugh..."

(Y/N) groaned as she slowly got up; she rubbed her head, before yawning, looking around. 

She had a small recollection of the events that happened.

"Wait..."

She turns her head furiously, nostalgically feeling the same satin sheets she lost her virginity in. Her eyes watered when she saw the man she lost it to sitting at the edge of the bed, fiddling with his phone.

Her sudden movements made him look up before grinning, he put his phone away in his pocket, going closer to her.

"Hello."

She stayed quiet. That made him angry.

Daishou pounced on (Y/N), his body hovering over her's as his hands clutched her wrists above her head. Tears started to stream down her face, causing her to ache as he tightly gripped them.

"I greeted you, and I expect one in return."

"S-Stop it!" she cried, "You're hurting me!"

"It seems as you've forgotten my punishments for you; if you don't abide by my rules, you get hurt."

"S-Suguru!"

His grip tightened, her face contorted in a painful expression. His nails almost dug into his skin, he was holding back for some reason. 

"Scream my name more baby."

The way her face was pained because of him turned him on; he loved seeing (Y/N) writhe under his grasp, he loved the faces she made and the noises she let out. 

It was absolutely intoxicating. 

Daishou removed his hands off of her, straddling her as her arms stayed above her head. She was weak, most likely because of the drugs he gave her. She was tired, she slept against her will. She was more than sad.

She didn't want to be here.

Daishou took his jacket off, tossing it to the side as he got off of (Y/N). (Y/N) slowly regained her composure, wiping her tears as she sat on the bed, watching Daishou unlock the door.

"Come, we have much to talk about."

She nodded weakly, knowing if she disobeyed him, she would receive another painful grip. 

Probably not on her hands this time, but on somewhere like her neck.

She slipped out of the bed, she noticed that she was now wearing thigh-high socks, along with a small black dress.

'He must have undressed me and put another outfit on me...'

She left the room with Daishou, his arm tightly around her waist, guiding her to their next location.

They ended up both in a room where there was a large round table. When they went in, (Y/N) noticed that a few men were there, they were typing on computers. 

All of their heads whipped up, seeing their leader and his woman. Daishou took a seat at the edge of the table, with (Y/N) beside him.

"Carry on with your work," Daishou said, shooing them to focus on their screens, "(Y/N) and I will just have a conversation before we leave."

They nodded, going back to their work. Daishou then turned to (Y/N) with a displeased look.

"How are you? It's been years since we've seen each other."

'You ask me how I am after you assaulted me.'

"I'm fine..." 

"Hmm; so (Y/N), would you care to tell me where you've been and why you faked your own death?"

She diverted from his heavy gaze, biting her lip.

"I would like to know where my love has been, and why she did what she did."

Again, she kept quiet, fumbling with her fingers as she did not want to answer.

"(Y/N)," he lowly said, his tone practically being a warning to her, "If you do not tell me, I will punish you."

"Do you want that?"

She shook her head quickly. Tears almost brimming again. 

"F-Fine!" she let out, "You... you can't judge me for what I did, and you can't get mad at me."

"(Y/N) it's been years," he yawned, "Being mad at you would be an understatement of what I did."

'Being insane without you would perfectly describe it though.'

(Y/N) sighed, her eyes glued to the ground.

"I faked my own death because I didn't want to be with you anymore, Suguru," she said to him, hesitating to go any further, "You... I just didn't want to be apart of whatever we had; I didn't like it."

"You were so strict with me, only allowing me to see certain people and certain things. You took away my freedom and replaced it with your own lustful and selfish desires. You gave me everything, it's true, but you... you also took everything..."

She looked him in the eyes when she said all of that, lips forming a small frown as it was the truth. She didn't want to lie to him, she knew what would happen if she lied to him. 

"Hmm," he hummed, placing his slender finger against his cheek, "You are ungrateful, (Y/N)."

She didn't reply.

"You are so ungrateful," he repeated, "I gave you money, a home, friends, pleasure- I gave you everything!"

"Everything I did was for the sake of us!"

"No it wasn't!" she argued back, "You did everything for yourself!"

"You threatened to have me expelled from the one school I worked hard to get into! You forced me to live with you for four years!" she yelled at him, "You got your friends to hawk over me and my movements whenever I wasn't with you, and I lost my virginity to you because I..."

"I thought I loved you!"

Her final comment made Daishou stiffen, but he nonetheless curved a smirk on his lips.

"You thought huh," he laughed darkly, "You thought you loved me."

She struck a nerve, and she knew it. She was prepared to get hurt by the Daishou Suguru.

Daishou got up, his chair falling backwards as he pushed (Y/N) against the wall, grasping her neck with just one hand. It wasn't enough to stop her from breathing, but it was enough to scare her and restrict her movements.

"You did love me," he told her, "You did, and you can't deny it."

"S-Suguru-"

"I threatened to expel you because it was the only thing that would get you to come with me."

"I forced you to live with me to protect you."

"I got my friends to promise me to watch you in case you would have gotten hurt."

"And you lost your virginity to me because you loved me."

"Do you understand?"

She shakes her head, her eyes drowning in sadness as she tried to wriggle out of his grip.

"You didn't protect me at all! You concealed me from the real world, hoping to just keep me for yourself!"

"Shut the fuck up!" he yelled at her violently, "I took you in because I loved you. I forced you to live with me because I wanted to protect you. I took everything away from you to give you better things."

"Y-You-"

"Don't fucking disagree with me," he whispered in her ear, "Because you know I'm right."

"You're not-!"

"You faked your death after you graduated; you went to college for four years before working at that cafe."

Her eyes widened.

"You met those five bastards, resulting in them taking interest with you and kidnapping you. You lived with them for what? A month?"

His face was close to her's, his breath fanning on her neck. He was angry, upset, hurt that his beloved (Y/N) was telling him these things.

"I wanted to protect you, (Y/N), I wanted to protect you from those people like Kuroo and Bokuto," he told her, a hint of pain seeping through his tone, "I loved you too much to let you be exposed to them, and look what happened."

"You left, got kidnapped, and you got right back into the gang life."

"How do you think I feel, (Y/N)... how do you think I felt when I thought my one and only love died..."

Daishou loosened his grip on (Y/N), letting his face fall onto her shoulder as she sulked. He was partially drunk, (Y/N) could tell. Daishou never got emotional unless he had been drinking.

(Y/N)'s breath hitched when she felt his arms cage her, hugging her close to him. His long arms wrapped around her tightly, letting out hushed gasps.

"I won't let you leave me... not anymore... not ever..." he sobbed, "You're staying with me."

"And I will make sure of it."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"W-What do you want from me..." 

"One thing, you yourself."

(Y/N)'s shift ended, and as promised, she would meet Daishou outside when her shift ended. She wore a small black coat and a scarf around her neck, it was getting chilly. 

"M-Me?" he nodded, "Why?! There's thousands of other girls in that school, and you had to pick the poorest one!"

(Y/N) leaned against the brick wall, folding her hands together.

"There's richer girls at the high-school, you should be with them; not with me, I'm just trying to pass with high grades so I can go to a good college."

"I don't really care about financial status if I'm being frank with you," Daishou said, sounding bored, "You looked pretty hot when I saw you walking."

'So he's this type of guy...'

"Um, well," (Y/N) tried to find ways to make him disinterested in her, "I'm really not rich; I cook my own meals- almost never eat out; I also am in some debt with a reference-"

"All in which could be simply taken care of by yours truly," Daishou says to her, "Again, I don't care about your financial status."

"So you just care about my looks?"

"For the most part," he admitted truthfully, "But I do admire the way you do things; you're a risk taker, you are secretly working to pay off some of your debt to this said reference while also balancing your studies."

"And that-" Daishou puts his finger under her chin, making her look up at him, "-is that intrigues me more than your looks."

Her breath was shaky, he was so close to her. She felt flustered and submissive to him, his slit eyes made her feel cornered. 

"I want you to leave this job and come with me," Daishou stated, "I can take care of you, suffice you with anything you want."

"Food, clothes, housing, everything-" Daishou took out a folded piece of paper, (Y/N) took it, "-I wrote down my address, phone number, and anything else you should implant in your cellular device."

"You will live with me in my mansion; I share it with my classmates who are also my close friends; rest assured, they won't pull anything on you," Daishou continued, "For the beginning, you will stay in a smaller room before sleeping with me."

"What about my school?!"

"Fortunately, for the both of us, I have a friend of mine that attends the same school as you; he is the same year, but you guys don't have any classes together," Daishou answered, "He will watch you and make sure nothing happens to you."

"It is impossible for you to attend my school since it's an all-boys one, and there's no public or private school I'd want you to go to where I can't keep any tabs on you."

"Furthermore, I'll even pay you; I'll give you an allowance of five thousand dollars per month. You are able to spend it however you want under my supervision."

'He's... willing to give me that much!?'

"W-Wait," she shook her head, trying to get the amount of money out of her head, "I... I never said I would go with you. I never agreed to this all."

"I know," he said, "Which is why I'm going to give you a choice."

"You can be the smart girl you are and choose to come with me, abiding by all of my rules and receiving the best of treatment."

"Or," he took a step back, "I can expose you to your administrators that you are working when you are not sixteen years of age yet."

Her heart stopped.

"You can kiss your chances of going to a good college goodbye," Daishou said, "But I am a civilized person, so I'm giving you a choice."

"You either choose to come with me, or you can choose to have your future ruined."

"What'll it be, (Y/N)?"

She bit her lip, she knew she had to pick the first one, but she didn't really know this man. He was black mailing her, and at the same time, he offered her many things