"W-what are y-you doing?" she stammered, stepping back shakily as he loomed over her, his dark, piercing eyes sending shivers down her spine. "What were you doing out there with him?" He spat in anger as he took another step closer. "S-step away from me," her voice trembled. "I asked you a question, little love," he whispered, his husky voice carrying a warning that made her shudder. "I - It is none of your business, wha- ah..." Her protest turned into a gasp as he pinned her hands above her head. "Everything regarding you is my business," he growled, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "YOU are my business because YOU ARE MINE" Before she could respond, he slammed his lips upon hers, the force of his kiss, possessive and rough. 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ꜰᴀᴍᴏᴜs ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴡʀᴇsᴛʟᴇʀ 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 ᴡᴀs ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ, ʟᴏsɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ɢʟᴏʀʏ, ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀᴇsᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴ ɪɴᴊᴜʀʏ. ᴍᴏɴᴛʜs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ, ʀᴇᴄᴏᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴏsᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ʙᴇᴅ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴋɪss ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ-ɴᴏᴡ ʜɪs ᴡɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ʜɪs ᴄʜɪʟᴅ. ᴛᴇᴀʀs ғᴇʟʟ ᴀs sʜᴇ ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀsᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴏᴠᴇʀ. ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴀ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, sʜᴇ's ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄! ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴏ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ sʜᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴡ?