He pinned me to a wall, guarding every single one of my limb, not to move.
He traces my jaw line, looking intensely into my eyes.
"You're so beautiful."
That glimpse of light in his eyes was gone, washed away by the crawling smirk on his lips.
"Too bad that will be gone soon."
I struggled to break free out of his wrath, wanting to go away.
"Babe, you'll hurt more."
His clean and shining face, covered by the glimmering lights in his room, calling me the 'slave'.
"Too bad if you'll seek for help, you'll find no one. I live alone."
He pushed himself closer, the heat covering my body.
"And you're mine."
I grabbed his wrist, twisting it with full force, making him groan.
I was free, but not until soon he grabbed my waist, turning me around and pushed me on his bed.
"Let me go." I whispered, pain taking over me.
He leaned in, causing more force on me. "Over my dead body."
"Don't do this." I whimpered.
He chuckled. "Don't tell me jokes. I had enough problems dealing to get you."
The words sting, it's like he knows just where my weak spot is.
"You don't own me."
He smirked, "You forgot something."