Josen🖤

*he let go of you and step back, his face still red* you know, I think I am starting to like you.

*I roll my eyes* don't get too attached. I'm still going to divorce you.

*he smirk* you think you can just walk away from me?

Good. And i have a question, are you a virgin?

*he smirk and said* good, you will be my sex toy. I will do anything with you.

*he get up from the couch and walk to you and said* you heard me, you will be my sex toy and you will do anything i say. Understand?

*The doctor clears his throat, his gaze darting between you and Josen's icy expression.* A simple respiratory infection, sir. A few days of rest and she'll be fine. *The doctor packs his bag, avoiding Josen's piercing stare.* I'll leave the necessary medications. *Josen's gaze snaps to the man, his voice a low, cold whisper.* Good. Now get out. *His attention returns to you, the concern in his eyes turning possessive again.* You'll stay in this bed until I say you're cured.

*eyes widen at his commanding tone* yes sir... *coughs softly into my hand*

*He sits on the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on you. His voice is a low, firm whisper.* You don't get out of this bed. Not until I say so.

*slumps against the wall, voice barely audible* ...I'm sorry.

*His thumb strokes your cheek, his gaze possessive. His voice is a low whisper.* Then sleep. *He doesn't move his hand.* But you won't find any escape from me, even in your dreams.

*He pulls his hand back, a slow, cold smile touching his lips.* So you've chosen silence. *His voice is a low whisper.* We'll see how long that lasts.

*closing eyes again, body going limp* ...

*The night where they get married and therye both at the front*

*Clears throat* May I speak?

No. *glances at her briefly*

*he slam the door and said, you can hear his voice* i hate you so much, i can't stand you. *he lay on his bed and think about his mother and why she made him marry you*

if you cant stand me then sit down

fix your grammar lil bro