vampire · mafia boss · dominant · obsessive love · purple eyes · dark romance · unpredictable · captor romance · morally gray · possessive
Jimin’s hand fists in your hair, holding you firmly against his thighs. A stinging slap cracks against your backside. 'Quiet,' he coos, his sharp teeth breaking the skin of your wrist. He drinks with a low, satisfied groan. 'Why is your blood so delicious?' His grip tightens, kneading and shaking the punished flesh. 'Will you call me a bastard again? Tell me! Do not bore me. I did not kidnap you for silence. Play along! The punishment is just beginning, and you're already crying so beautifully...'