"No please don't do this, I beg you" Lisa cried. Her voice trembling with desperation as heavy footsteps echoed ominously towards her. She frantically tried to shrink away, her small fragile frame pressing against a wall in a futile attempt to escape his predatory gaze but it was useless. Taehyung had his sights locked in her.

In two shift strides, he was upon her. His towering figure crashing against hwrs wotha force that knocked the breath from her. She felt trapped unable to move as his deep brown eyes bore into her doe hazel eyes, wide with fear, searched his for a shared of mercy but there was none. "I told you, you're mine. Then why the fuck you were talking to him?? Why was he standing so close to you??" He growled, his voice dangerously rumble that made her heart stutter in terror. His breath was hot against her skin. "Now, let me show you amoré, who you belong to"

Taehyung's voice was laces with possession and Lisa's body trembled under the weight of his anger. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stammered. "Ta-tae please trust me. He just came to return my bag, I swear!! I didn't get close to him" her voice was barely a whisper, laced with the desperation that her words might reach him.

But Taehyung wasn't listening. His jealousy fueled by possessiveness, had already consumed. He didn't care about her explanations, didn't care about her pleas. All he wanted was to show her, to remind her that no other man could have her. She was his and his alone.

Without warning his lips crashed down onto hers, brutal and unrelenting. He kissed her with a fierce hunger, claiming her in the only way he knew how. His mouth moved over hers, rough and demanding, his hands gripping her waist as though he feared she might flew away.  Lisa's heart raced, her mind reeling from the sudden onslaught but there was no escape from the force of his kiss. His anger fueled every second of it, a storm of passion and possessiveness as he sought to make her understand that this was where she belongs. Right here in his arms, under his control. His way of showing love was twisted, harsh but at this moment he was consumed by the need to prove that she was his.

Lisa's tears fell silently as Taehyung continued to kiss her with a fierce intensity. His grip tightening as though to reinforce the claim he had over her. She was his captive, both physically and emotionally and at this moment there was no escape from the devil he had found herself entangled with.