"You can't?" he repeated in disbelief. He muttered something under his breath before turning around and grabbing the first thing his eyes landed on. He took the glass vase from the shelf and stared at it in his palm. "She can't?" He scoffed to himself before throwing the vase in anger. It flew past me merely missing my face. My eyes widened as tiny, broken glass pieces scattered behind me.

"Is this the problem?" He asked, through gritted teeth

He leant past me and roughly grabbed the papers from his desk before ripping them in front of me.  "Taehyung-"

His hand then reached into his pocket and pulled out a lighter but I grabbed his wrist before he could flick his thumb against it. "Burning those papers won't change anything- the problem is that you lied- -  you faked everything!" I told him.

The papers fell from his palm and I gasped when he pushed me back against the table. "Did you think it was fake when I touched you?" He asked, lowly.  "Look at me when I'm speaking to you." He said, gripping my jaw.

"Fake or not, Rai...you're mine. Your mind may be telling you to not want me...but-" he lowered his face so that his lips brushed against mine. I shivered at his touch. His lips were always so warm. So beautiful and pink.

"Your body does..." he finished.

He suddenly licked my lip before taking it into his mouth. My brows creased and he sucked and bit my bottom lip until I winced. "Y-you're hurting me-" I choked out, but he ignored it. His grip on my face tightened as he then began grinding his hardness against my bare thigh. "Your body will always be mine." He groaned before hooking my thighs around his waist. My ass brushed against the desk and his hands rested on either side of my waist.

He tilted his head and cupped my neck before shoving his tongue deeper into my mouth. My eyes watered and I almost choked. "S-stop..." I whispered as he grinded his clothed dick slowly yet more roughly against my bare pussy. I was only in his shirt which was falling off my body.

"I will never stop, Rai- - you like how I make you feel" He grunted, making me bite my lip.

I felt so pathetic.

His lips slowly left mine as they travelled down to my chin then to my throat. I whimpered when his hand slid beneath my shirt, caressing the soft skin of my belly then my breast.
"Let me hear those sweet moans." He said aggressively cupping my left breast. My hands hesitantly reached for the back of his head where I ran my fingers through his soft hair. His kisses became more aggressive as I pulled on his roots. I could feel his teeth scratch my skin as he dragged his mouth down to my collar bones.

"E..enough." I breathed, pulling harder on his roots- but my voice was too quiet. "Stop- don't touch me-" I gathered my strength to push his shoulders but he grabbed my wrists. "Don't touch me anymore." I said, staring at him.

He stayed silent but his eyes said a million words. He stare made me shift uncomfortably. "You drive me insane." He said, his eyes meeting mine again. I flinched when his fingers reached for the collar of my shirt, caressing it. "You are insane, but you're also incapable of love." I told him. "Instead of admitting your feelings for me you push me away-you do things like stalk me to make me hate you!"

"I don't give two fucks about what you think of me, Rai." He said, stepping closer again. "You think all this matters?" He questioned, looking around.

"I will do anything to make you mine even if it meant stalking you." He scoffed.

"I am not some toy to be bought and owned!" I spat.

He tilted his head, his eyes darkening. "You're not?" He replied. "Because the last time I saw, you were a prostitute waiting for some man to buy y-"

I slapped him before he could finish. "Y-you're unbelievable!" I screamed.

He took my wrist and raised my hand to his face. "Yet you still love me."

I paused.

"Yet you still let me fuck you." He spat harshly. "Just the thought of you loving me drives me feral."

My brow furrowed as I looked up at him. "I don't want to see you anymore, Taehyung, and I want you to respect my decision."

His jaw tightened and he cupped my neck."L-let go of me." I whimpered.

"Even if you do run away from me, Rai... I'll find you." He whispered. "I always do..."

"I'll file a restraining order." I threatened him.

"I'll give you a chance." He said releasing me. "Run. Run as far as you can because if I find you... this time, I won't let you go."

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"No one will find me here, right?" I questioned, Giselle.

After escaping him, I knew I couldn't go back home so I called Giselle. "He doesn't even know me, Rai. But what did he do to you? Why are you hiding." She questioned back. "Nothing... I just needed a place to stay for a while. I promise this isn't permanent." I told her.

She shook her head. "Gurl, I live alone- you can stay for as long as you like." She smiled.

My lips quivered as I reached for a hug. "I regret everything." I cried. "I should've never gone back to him." She rubbed my back and held me close. "I'm so sorry, Rai." She whispered. "But how will you go visit your appa? Or go out at all?" She asked as we pulled apart. I wiped my tears and looked down at my hands in my lap.

"I'm not afraid of him." I lied. "I have to see my appa. He can't stop me from living my life." I told her.

Good." She said.

But it wasn't good... Nothing about this was good!

My body stiffened when her door bell suddenly rang. "W-who is that?"

"It's probably the pizza I ordered before you came. There's enough for the both of us." She said before getting up. What if it wasn't pizza- what if it was him-

What if he found me.

He's going to punish me-

"Pizza's here!" She exclaimed.

A wave of relief washed over me as I turned around to face her. "Why are you looking at me like I'm some ghost?" She questioned, placing the pizza box on the table. After a long pause she said, "You thought it was him."

I dug my nails deeper into my palms. "If it was him at my door what would you have done?"

I glanced up at her. "I..I don't know."

"Do you love him, Rai?" I didn't answer. "I-if you love him then why are you afraid of him?"

She didn't understand, nor did I expect her to. 

"I'm going to skip dinner. I just want to sleep if that's okay?" I breathed, out into my hands. "Whatever you need." She said softly.

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The next morning I woke up covered in sweat. I dreamt of him. His touch...his scent...
It all felt so real. His moans in my ears, his fingers against my skin. He was haunting me still.

Even in my dreams...