Episode 4

       .  **Authors Pov**

*He watched him struggle, taking note of his panicked expression, his quick, shallow breaths. He(V) liked seeing him afraid, knowing that he had him completely under his control. "I asked you a question," he said, his voice hardening slightly. "Did you sleep well?"*

*He didn't respond, his eyes downcast, his body tense. He could see the fear in his every movement, the way his hands clenched the sheets, the way his breathing quickened. He sighed, his fingers gently tracing a path from his shoulder to his jawline, forcing him to look at him.*

*He held his chin firmly, his grip just tight enough to keep him from looking away. "Answer me when I speak to you," he said, his voice harsh and cold. "Did. You. Sleep. Well?"*

*jungkook nodded, his eyes wide and terrified, his body trembling slightly under his touch. "Why are you shaking?"  he asked, his voice a mock concern. "Are you cold?" He touched his bare shoulder, feeling the chill of his skin.*

*He continued tracing his fingers lightly over his skin, enjoying the way he flinched at his touch. "You're so cold," he murmured, his voice barely louder than a whisper. "But don't worry. I'll warm you up."*

*He grabbed him by the arm, hauling him out of bed, his grip firm and unyielding. "Come on," he said gruffly. "Time for a shower."*

*After shower,He stood by the bathroom door, watching as he dried himself off with shaking hands. he was vulnerable and exposed, his body on full display for him(V) to see. The sight made him feel powerful, superior. He could do whatever he wanted, and he(Jk) had no choice but to obey.*

*He went to his closet and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, tossing them onto the bed in front of him. "Put these on," he commanded. he quickly pulled the t-shirt over his head, followed by the sweatpants, the fabric swallowing his small frame.*

*he quickly dressed, his movements fast and fumbling,(V)He watched him(jk), his eyes taking in every movement, every expression on his face. he looked so small, so vulnerable, lost in his oversized clothes.*

*Once he was dressed, he stepped closer to him, his hands going to his hips, his touch possessive. "You look cute," Taehyung said, his voice laced with mockery. "My little doll, wearing my clothes."*

*He led him to the dining room, his hand still on his hip, his grip unyielding. He pulled out a chair and pushed him to sit down, his movements rough and authoritative. "Eat," he commanded, gesturing to the food on the table. "I want you to be healthy and strong for me."*

*He picked up a fork and stabbed a piece of food, bringing it to his mouth. "Open," he said, his voice rough and commanding. "I want to feed you."*

*Jungkook obeyed, opening his mouth and accepting the food he fed him. He watched as he chewed and swallowed, his eyes locked on his every movement. Every bite, every swallow, it was a reminder of how completely under his control*

Good boy...... Taehyung said....

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               *To be continued*

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