Chapter 44 - Make love to me (2/2)

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.”