chapter four

The officers exchange nervous glances, their fear palpable. "Mr. Kim," the first officer insists, "we have to follow protocol. Please, sit."

I don't understand what's happening. They take me from the car to somewhere else. No one is touching me, but they don't let me run away. Lost in my thoughts, a chill runs down my spine as I see the same man I ran away from, standing in the same position. Fuck, they're all in on it-even the police.

They drag me back to where I escaped from. My heart sinks as he smirks at me, his expression mocking me for my futile attempt to escape. His eyes gleam with dark amusement as he steps forward, the officers stepping aside to let him through.

"You really thought you could run from me?" he says, his voice dripping with malice. "I own this town, sweetheart. Every cop, every citizen-they all answer to me. Your little stunt has only made things worse for you."

My heart pounds in my chest as I realize the depth of his control. There's no escape, no one I can trust. The darkness of my situation closes in, suffocating and unrelenting.

As I stand in front of him again, he raises his hand and makes a gesture. The officers leave us alone. I'm terrified but try not to show it. Inside, I'm dying. Why? Just why me? As I'm thinking this, he slaps me hard across the face, the force of it nearly knocking me off my feet.

"Nice try to run away," he says in a dark, menacing voice. "But poor you, you don't know that all this land as far as you can see is under my control. Try to run, and you'll always be brought back."His words cut through me, each one a nail

in the coffin of my hope. The sting of the slap lingers on my cheek, but the real pain. is the realization that there is no escape. His power, his reach, is absolute.

He steps closer, his eyes boring into mine with a cruel intensity. "You're mine, and there's no place you can hide. Every breath you take, every step you try to make, it all belongs to me. The sooner you accept that, the easier it'll be for you."

I try to hold back tears, but the hopelessness is overwhelming. He revels in my fear, his smirk growing wider. "Good," he whispers, his voice sending chills down my spine. "I like the look of despair in your eyes. It suits you

He grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at him. "Remember this moment," he says coldly. "Remember that no matter where you go, no matter how far you think you can run, you'll always end up right back here, in front of me."

I shiver, a tear escaping my eye as he grabs my chin harshly. "I'll teach you a lesson when we reach home, but for now... he smirks, his eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. He shoves me inside the

car, the force of it making me stumble.

The windows are black-tinted from the outside; nothing can be seen. The car feels like a prison on wheels, sealing me off from the outside world. As he climbs in beside me, I can feel the oppressive weight

of his presence, the sinister promise of

what awaits me looming over every

second.

I cry and try to push him away, but he

doesn't stop. His eyes grow darker as he

takes my hand, squeezing it painfully.

"Where's the ring, darling?" he asks, his

voice cold and menacing, sending a shiver

down my spine.

"I... I don't know, I stammer, my voice

trembling with fear.

His grip on my chin tightens as he yanks

my hair, the pain excruciating. "I want an answer, baby, Where's the ring?" he growls,

his breath hot and rancid against my face.

"It's probably fallen off, I lle, my heart

pounding in my chest.

His smirk grows wider, more sadistic You

think you can lie to me?" he sneers. "You better find it, because if you don't, you'll wish for death, and I promise you, it won't come

He increases the vibration of the cock ring he's put on me, the intensity unbearable. The brutal mix of pleasure and pain is designed to break me, and it's working. Tears stream down my face as I gasp for breath, my body convulsing with each torturous wave.

"I own you," he whispers, his voice dripping

with venom. "Every part of you is mine to

use, to break, to torment. And this," he

tightens his grip on my hair, yanking my

head back, "is just a taste of what I can

do

He leans in closer, his lips brushing my ear.

"You'll get that ring back, or I'll make sure

your suffering is endless. I'll strip away

every shred of dignity, every ounce of

hope, until there's nothing left but a hollow

shell of who you used to be."

I'm frantically searching for that fucking ring everywhere. Where did I throw it? My mind races as I dig through garbage bins and scour the garden, my hands trembling and filthy. Each second feels like an eternity, my desperation growing with every fruitless search. He sits like a king, watching me with a cold, detached amusement. His finger hovers over the control, and with each flick, he increases the intensity of the vibrator inside me. The relentless waves of sensation are agonizing, a cruel reminder of his absolute control.

"Find it," he commands, his voice dripping

with sadistic pleasure. "Or the punishment

will only get worse."

The humiliation of my situation burns in my chest, but I can't afford to think about that now. I have to find the ring. My knees are scraped, my hands dirty and bleeding, but I keep searching. The fear of his wrath drives me on, even as my body aches and

my spirit shatters. He watches, reveling in my torment, a dark satisfaction in his eyes. "Hurry up, darling." he taunts. "I don't have all night. I push myself harder, my breath ragged,

tears blurring my vision. The relentless

vibration, the degrading search, his icy

gaze they're all designed to break me,

And as much as I fight it, I can feel myself unraveling, bit by bit.

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