Once A Playboy, Now Her Forever

I hadn't been too far from the bar when someone pulled my arm.

"Are you okay miss?" A boy wearing a white V neck t-shirt and a ragged pants approached me.He was holding my arms. There was a look of amazement and worry on his face.

"I-I'm okay. Let me go." I said softly because I was still crying and I didn't have the courage to talk right now.

I’m possessive kind of a girl but when it comes to this point I slapped by the truth. Do I have a right? Maybe he'll just laugh at me eventually.

I was about to take my arm back but the guy didn't let me go. My forehead furrowed.

"You're crying, I'll bring you. Where’s your room?" He prescribes. Oh no! I know some kind of scene like this. Playing kindly, but with plans.

"I’m okay, I can." I didn't want to say anything.

"No, it's--"

"Distance Or Ambulance?" A baritone voice came from my back. It sounded like lightning to my ears.I immediately withdrew my arm. I saw how he followed that look.

He moaned and I saw how the veins in his arm throbbed and his fist clenched.

"R-Rad, he's just helping me." I explained. My heart beat so fast and I was getting cold.

"Let's go". Rad spoke coldly and pulled my arm away.

My skin is almost red because of the tightness of his grip. "Rad, it hurts! Let go."

But he seemed to have heard nothing.

His aura darkened. He was angry, but I still couldn't help but marvel at his handsomeness.

When the door opened he pulled me in and startled me as he slammed the door shut and knocked me down behind it.

"Rad! I'm hurt!" His holds marked my arm. I was overwhelmed with pain.

He’s scary now. Oh my God. What did I do to make him look like this ?!

"What was that Frix huh ?! What is that? Why is someone holding you huh?" He growled at me.

I was surprised. "What! Rad? He just wants to help me. We haven't done anything wrong. Besides, I don't know him."

"That's it! You do not know him so you shouldn't entertain that fucktard! "

I cried and covered my face as he released me. I was shocked when he smashed the vase and other fragile decoration in the living room.

"I'm jealous! I'm fucking jealous!" at the same time he kicked the glass at his feet and fell to sit on the sofa and palmed his face.

What the fuck? He is the one let a woman kissed him!

I'm very nervous. Maybe that's what he could do to me. He look wasted! Fuck.

I knelt down in front of him. Is he really like that when he's jealous?

When did I notice that he was completely jealous of those I talked to or even with me. We started fighting right away because he was easily jealous. So it got to the point that he locked me in his unit because he said he didn't want anyone to be with me.

I touched his hand with a little blood because he had broken vases earlier.

"Rad, I'm sorry." I sobbed. "It's nothing. You're the one ... I want."

He cupped my face.

"Fuck! I dont know. I just want you to be mine. Just mine!" he swears sharply.

I smiled and hugged him. "I'm all yours, Rad." I whispered.

He pulled away and stared at my face. He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"I'm sorry for hurting you baby." he gently told me.

I blinked. "Shut up! You kissed Dianne!" I remember again.

He chuckled. '' Baby, Dianne is a bitch. Don't mind her. "

"But you kissed right in front of me."

"I didn't know that's what she was going to do, Ouch!" he was hurt when I hit him.

"You don't know? Your kiss lasted. You're stupid!" Shit. I really can’t stop my swearing.

"Shit, baby your mouth!"

''So what--". I couldn't continue to say anything because he kissed me hard!

"Punishment baby." He mumbled between his kisses and kissed me again savagely.

I felt him lift me up and open the bedroom door.

"Sex for whole night baby." He whispered in my ear that made me shiver.

I'm really the one to be punished huh? Shouldn't be the one to be punish!?