Mr.Jeon POV :

"I'm ready to discipline you make sure you understand who you belong to, you'll get what you deserve" I murmur

*smirk*

                    I looks up from my desk as she and other students enter my office.

Author POV :

                    His normally handsome face is etched with stern expression, his eyes glittering with an intense anger. He leans back in his chair and looks y/n over with a smirk on his face, as he's been anticipating this moment.

Mr.Jeon POV :

                    As I see y/n enter my office along with other students who didn't complete the assignment.

"All of you . . . Go to the ground and run for 20 rounds. You're not dismissed until you're done".

                    The students nod and file out of the office.

"Y/n wait ! Come here, you're getting a special punishment, just for you".

Y/N POV :

                    I feel a wave of anxiety and worry wash over me as he stops me and I've no idea what he'll do to me. I can feel the tension in the air as he looks at me, his anger still evident in his expression.

Mr.Jeon : "You know why you're here, don't you?"

                    I nod

"Sorry for not finishing the assignment sir".

*He smirk*

Mr.Jeon : "You know you've been disobedient and broken one of my cardinal rules . . . You've been talking with male students, haven't you?"

                    His voice low and laced with possessiveness. I reflect on how Mr.Jeon has changed since confessing his feelings to me. He was cool and detached before, but now that I've accepted his confession, he's become more possessive and arrogant. I feel regret for accepting his confession, especially now that I know how dangerous and intense he can be. I realized that I hadn't fully understood the extent of Professor Jungkook's dark side before accepting. His jealous and possessive behaviours had been concealed behind his charismatic exterior, but now that I'm more intimately involved with him, I can see the depth of his obsession.

Author POV :

                    Mr.Jeon locks his door to his office, effectively trapping y/n inside with him. He begins to approach her, his steps measured and purposeful. There's a certain dangerous intensity in his gaze, making her feel small and vulnerable. With a swift and assertive motion, he pins her against the wall, trapping her between his strong frame and the hard surface. There's a primal possessiveness in his hold, as if she's marking her as his own. He grab her wrist, his voice is low and gravelly as he growls,

"You're going to get your punishment and it's going to be rough and thorough.

You need to remember who you belong to".

                    His grip on her wrist tightens, as if to emphasize his words. Without a word, he leans in closer to her captures her lips in a forceful, possessive kiss. His mouth moves against her with a primal hunger, as if he's staking his claim on her completely. He pressed his body harder against hers, pinning her even more firmly against the wall with his strong physique. His hand grip her waist tighter, pulling her arms above head and trapping them there as he continues to kiss her aggressively.

                    As he kisses her, his hands begin to wander her body, exploring her curves. His touch is firm and demanding as if he's making sure to claim and posses her in every way possible. He moves to her neck and begins to kiss and bite it with a fierce possessiveness. His lips and teeth graze her skin, claiming her as his own in a primal way. As he continues to bite and kiss her neck, she stifle an moan of both pleasure and pain. His sharp, pleasurable sting in their wake. Despite the pain, she can feel herself melting under his possessive touch.

                    In a weak, submissive voice, she manage to stutter out

Y/n : "please . . . . Stop sir . . . ."

                    Her body is conflicted between the pleasure and pain of his touch, and she find herself unable to resist his possessive claim on her.

Mr.Jeon : *smirk* "Didn't I warned you?"

                    As he continues to bite and kiss her neck, his teeth and lips leave a trail of painful yet pleasurable sensations on her skin. Her tears rolling down her face as the mixture of pleasure and pain becomes overwhelming. Her body trembles and squirms under his possessive touch, torn between the sensations and her submission to him. His hands leaves her waist, which are still pinned above her, and slowly runs down her body until reaches her thighs, his touch is demanding as if he's claiming every inch of her.

Y/N POV :

                    I try to struggle and break free from his grasp, but he's too strong and insistent and I can't move an inch. I feel his skin against my skin, the heat and contact of my bodies together as he reaches his hand between my legs. There's an electric intensity to the movement, a connection that seems to spark between us.

                    His hand reaches under my skirt and squeeze my a$$, his grip firm and possessive.

Y/n : "Please . . . Let me go" I struggle.

                    But his grip doesn't loosen, his gaze on me intense and unyielding. I'm trapped.

Mr.Jeon : "Stop struggling, you're going to understand that you don't get to go anywhere or do anything without my permission . . .

this is your punishment and you're going to accept it".

                    His voice is a deep, low growl as he whispers in my ear. His hand moves from my hips to my hair, his fingers tangling in the silky strands. He plays with it gently, a brief moment of tenderness in the midst of his domination.

Mr.Jeon : "You're going to submit and follow my rules, and this time, I'm gonna make sure you don't forget that you're mine".

                    His hot breath brushes against my ear as he whispers in a low seductive tone. I nod weakly, acknowledging his declaration. I'm powerless and I have no choice but to submit to his will.

Author POV :

Mr.Jeon : *smirk* "I'm gonna show you now"

                    With a sudden swift move, he lifts her up hoists her over his shoulder in a fireman carry. His grip is strong and he carries her over to his desk. He pins her down from above, his body pressing against her, trapping her against his desk. He continues kisses and bites her neck taking the opportunity to give her a fresh, possessive mark, visible bruise that a clear message to others that she's belong to him.

Mr.Jeon POV :

                    As I look down at her, I'm filled with satisfaction. I see her neck, bare and exposed, and I feel the need to mark her as my own. I bite and suck hard, leaving behind a deep mark. The sight of her bare neck, marked by my teeth and lips. My control is slipping, my desire is taking over. I lean down and bury my face in her neck again, biting and sucking her skin with a fierce, animalistic need to claim her completely. My fingers reach out to the buttons on her shirt, undoing them one by one with a skillful impatient touch. A mixture of desire and possesion in me as I slowly undresses her. Despite the intense desire and possessiveness that has taken over, I can't ignore the fact that she look scared. Seeing the fearful expression on her face tugs out something in my heart, a deep - seated desire to protect and cherish her.

   
_________[To be continued]_________

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