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"Love in chains" Without hesitation, his other hand slipped inside her shirt, a single finger pressing against her lower stomach, causing her to gasp in surprise, catching her off guard. "You're not particularly obedient, are you?" he inquired, his face drawing even closer to hers. "Imagine my finger as a gun, pressing against your delicate skin. Would you want me to pull the trigger?" he continued, her heart racing as she feared he might hear its rapid beat. Caught off guard, she found herself unable to utter a word. His intense, dark eyes left her on the verge of tears. Every aspect of him felt overwhelmingly intense. Pressing his finger a little harder into her skin, she took a deep breath, sensing him already aware of it. "What happened? I thought you said you speak as you please," he mocked her. "Remove your hand from me," she finally mustered the courage to speak. Instead of releasing her, he pressed even harder, causing her to hold her breath. "You're scared. Scared of me. And yet, you have the audacity to speak back. Weren't you taught to stay silent when someone tells you to?" he tilted his head, relishing the conflict between the fear evident in her face and the defiance in her words. "And who are you to silence me?" she spat back, refusing to back down. In that moment, he pressed his finger even harder against her skin, eliciting a slight hiss from her at the increased pressure. "You'll find out soon. Begin praying for yourself now, and don't think you can play with my anger. I can destroy you in a second. Mark my words, you better keep your mouth shut and listen if you want to stay safe and alive," he spat, this time with much more sternness. "Or else," he mumbled, his nose almost touching hers, feeling her hold her breath. "Bang," he continued, mimicking a gunshot with his finger on her skin, causing her to flinch slightly. ⚠️
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