Chapter 44 - Make love to me

"Since that night, once in three or four months." He makes her sit with her face toward him.

"Once or twice each month when you dated Ong Han Bin. I mixed sedatives in your leftover meals. Now, now, don't make that face. I couldn't reveal myself to you back then. You knew nothing. So, I had to do it. I didn't want your body to forget me. I had watched you touch yourself. How could I hold myself back when you wanted me?"

Bastard! She blinks at him. "Were you always there at my house?"

"I watched you all the time." She can't see his face, but she can sense that he is smiling. "I installed cameras in all the corners of your house by myself to keep a watch on you. The sedatives were strong enough to keep you completely unconscious for hours. You didn't think much about it. You thought that you overworked and slept. Isn't that right, my dear Hana?"

She did think that. It didn't happen frequently. So, she didn't think much about it.

"I had to hold back a lot during that time." She hears the sound of the zipper opening. His enlarged manhood dangles in front of her face. "Open your mouth."

She shakes her head wildly. She will never do it.

"I don't care about the bugs like Ong Han Bin in your life. It is okay. I wasn't there all the time." He looks at his knife with interest. "However, you let your heart get swayed by that boy just because he hugged you once when you were drenched in someone's piss. You surrendered your heart and body to him because he gave you a child. How could you do it, my dear Hana? You need to be punished for that."

She looks for the exits. If she screams, will anyone come to help her? Jung Kwang-soo?

"Nobody will come, my dear." He grabs the back of her head and puts the tip of his shaft on her lips.

"I will give you a light punishment if you accept it like a good girl. For the sake of the innocent child, give into me. Else, I will slit your belly the same way and take away the child with me."

Trembling, she opens her mouth. This is his first time inside her mouth. He groans when he feels her wetness of mouth. "My dear Hana, make love to me. Don't hold yourself back."

She puts her hands over her belly. She doesn't want it to die. Her miracle. She has never felt this helpless. He sees her eyes full of tears when her tongue starts moving around his shaft. He leans over and tears away the fabric over her back with the knife.

She tries to move back when the knife cuts first cut. He thrusts inside her and keeps her unmoving by holding her head with his other hand. "Don't move. Otherwise, it will hurt more."

"Don't stop loving me, my dear Hana."

Her choked cries. Nobody can hear her. He draws the first crisscross on her back. "This is a light punishment for your grave mistake. You should never betray me again. I won't be this lenient next time. If you stop, I have to become strict with you."

"Swallow it."

She swallows what feels like poison to her. He pats her head. His voice is soothing to her ears. "My dear, I can't hate it. It is your flesh and blood, after all. I will love anything that is borne out of your body. Your body, heart, and mind are mine. This child is also mine."

He pulls his ċȯċk out of her mouth. She looks at him with an empty gaze. He is not happy with her expression. He lays her down on the bed. When the back touches the bedsheet, she winces in pain. He cuts away the rope around her ankles. She makes no attempt to run. Almost his.

He needs to sever what is stopping her from becoming his.

He looks down at her. "Spead your leg for me, my dear Hana."

She spreads them wide for him.

"In this world, I am the only one who loves you." He makes the marks of his love on her inner thɨġhs. "From now on, you cannot let any other man see it. You only belong to me."