•∆° Taekwoon °∆•

Shit. I fucked up. I lost control. But it was so hard to handle... I couldn't resist. I couldn't continue to ignore him when he was being so close, yet so far... Especially when Wonshik was around. wonshik is a player. He always liked playing with new trainee, but they never fucked them. Or at least I wasn't aware of that. But still, he was mine. Hakyeon was definitely mine. So, as expected, the madness came again. The madness who haunt me.

I let out a sigh. I was laying on my king size bed, the lights shut off. And lonely, oh, how much I wish I wouldn't be lonely. I hate that. The silence in this house, the wind outside, the rain, the ticking of a watch, it make me more lonely and more mad, if it's even possible. Buy last toy 'broke' two weeks ago, and I didn't have the time to find a new one. And, to be honest, since Hakyeon came back to my life, I lost interest for the other toys. After all, how can I be satisfied with these mediocre things when this epitome of perfection was standing next to me?

I sat up in the bed. The white sheets, the withe walls, the huge window, the emptiness of this room , made it even more uncomfortable and lonely. It seem... Soulless. But so I am. This room, this house, is a great representation of my mind. Big, beautiful, but empty, blank, lonely, soulless. And somewhere, in this box, the ghosts of the past, the chaos, the madness, the memories. The Pandora box. What I try to erase, of forget, but who always come to haunt me. And Hakyeon is the key of this box. Literally. I wonder... If he still have it. This key.

But lately something broke the cycle. He came back to my life, when I thought I'll  never see him again. I should be happy. But I can't. I don't have the right to.

He step into the entrance of the wolf.

He will end hurted.

Just like the other.

Just like before.

But I can't just push him away. It's too late. The  terrible machine has been started. It's over. The game is settled, but no one know the end.

If only... He could remember. Just a little thing. Just my name. The name he gave to me.

But I can't... I can't even help him to remember. They told me not to. They forbid me.

I closed my eyes, trying to feel again his warm skin under my cold fingers. My body against his back, against his delicious butt. His soft moan, his tiny waist. He was totally under my control. It was really hard to let him go. But I couldn't allow myself to do that, I don't even deserve him. Since now, I won't loose my mind again. I'll fight against my inner demon.

Well, this the original plan.

•∆°∆•

When I came back to the other day, I found myself panting as the thought of what happened yesterday, just by seeing him trgought the window of my office. I tried to focus of my work, but I just couldn't, when he was just outside, not even aware of the effect he have on me. In fact, he didn't even seemed flustered by what happened. He was acting like if nobody tried to rape him. But I wasn't really surprised. He was always like this, even before. Pretending that everything is alright, faking his smile,until he reach the rupture point. And he know that when it happen, it will be terrible for everyone around him.

I stand up and closed the curtain, not being able to handle this anymore. I feel the urge to put my hand on his butt, around his chest, on his thighs.... No shit, I can't just sit there and watch him as if he's... Some peace of meat and I'm a lion.
A lion.

That's how he used to call me.

I slaped myself. I need to clear my thoughts. I cannot let myself drown into angst. Past is the past, this cannot be changed. I slapped myself a second time , and raise my head... To find my secretary in front of my desk , widening his eyes. Oh fuck, can't he knock the door like everyone else?

-huh... Everything is alright mister Jung?

I sent him a death glare.

-Don't make fun of me, Hongbin. And if you don't knock next time, it would be your head that I knock.

He chuckled, and put the folders he was bringing on my desk. He was really the only one not impressed by me, and honestly that was sometimes annoying to not being able to control everyone. Control them by them by the fear. Even Wonshik fear me. This thought made me realize that with the curtains closed, i won't be able to check on Hakyeon. I don't trust Wonshik, this hoe. So i grabbed Hongbin's wrist before he left. He raised an eyebrow, surprised.

-Hongbin I... I have a favor.

-What?? A favor? Are you sick or something?

-Okay i have an order.

-Yeah that's better, that's more like you , you scared me dude, for 5 seconds i thought you would be nice.

I rolled my eyes to the sky. That's not like if I'm THAT bad.

-Anyway. Here the order.

I lowered my voice, just in case.

-Keep an eye on this guy,Cha Hakyeon, I don't trust Wonshik. I see how hungry he is, i saw his eyes.

-And what's the problem? You never care usually.

I Grit my teeth and send him a death glare. I won't tell him everything, even if he know already a lot. Too much.

- This time, this is different. This guy, he's mine. I won't allow anybody else to put his dirty hands on him.

-As if your hands aren't dirty...

This bastard seem amused. He probably think I see Hakyeon as an another toy. But he's not. Or at least, that's what i hope. And i'll make everything to not loose the control again.

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shitty short chapter, but after so much time i decided to continue this story. Please look forward to it, and forgive the many mistakes

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