Bound by Obsession (Mikey x Y/N)

The isolation of the estate had become a breeding ground for Mikey's increasingly volatile emotions. The nights grew darker, and so did Mikey's behavior. The lavish surroundings could not mask the twisted reality that Y/N was forced to endure.

One evening, an argument erupted between Y/N and Mikey. His frustration, already at a boiling point, ignited into a fury of abusive actions. Y/N had reached a breaking point herself, her patience frayed by Mikey's constant torment.

"You're nothing like him!" Y/N shouted, her voice raw with emotion. "My fiancé, he was kind and gentle, everything you're not. You're a monster, Mikey!"

Mikey's face twisted with rage at the comparison, his ego unable to handle the insult. The very mention of her fiancé seemed to ignite a fury within him. His anger wasn't just at Y/N's words but at the idea of someone else being seen as superior to him.

"You dare compare me to that weakling?" Mikey growled, his voice trembling with fury. "You think he's better than me? I'll show you what happens when you defy me!"

In a fit of rage, Mikey called for Sanzu, one of his most trusted and ruthless enforcers. Sanzu arrived with a sinister grin, his eyes reflecting a twisted excitement.

"Mikey, what's the plan?" Sanzu asked, his tone eager.

Mikey's eyes were cold as he turned to Sanzu. "I want you to show Y/N what real power is. Make her understand her place. She needs to learn not to compare me to anyone."

Sanzu's grin widened, and he approached Y/N with a predatory glint in his eye. Y/N's heart pounded with terror as she realized the extent of Mikey's cruelty. Mikey watched with a dark satisfaction as Sanzu began his cruel work.

The room became a stage for Mikey's sadistic display of power. Sanzu's actions were brutal, his cruelty reflecting Mikey's twisted need to assert dominance. Y/N's screams filled the air, while Sanzu continued to sexually harassed her. Sanzu enjoying Y/N's body while he is inside her. Her dignity stripped away as Mikey stood by, his gaze fixed on her with a detached, cruel fascination.

Despite the torment, Mikey's voice cut through the chaos. "You see, Y/N? This is what happens when you disrespect me. You're mine, and no one will ever come between us. I have other executives besides Sanzu, I will let them touch you If you compare me to that fiance of yours again."

As the night wore on, the horrific scene continued. The pain and degradation inflicted upon Y/N were beyond comprehension, a stark representation of Mikey's unhinged obsession. His ego could not handle the comparison to her fiancé, and his wrath knew no bounds.

Finally, as the sun began to rise, the torment subsided. Y/N lay broken and battered, her spirit crushed under the weight of Mikey's cruelty. Mikey's gaze was unreadable as he looked at her, his satisfaction marred by the extent of his own darkness.

"You will never again compare me to anyone else," Mikey said coldly. "You're mine, Y/N. No one else matters."

In the aftermath, Y/N was left alone, her body and mind in a state of devastation. The mansion's opulence seemed even more hollow, a grim reminder of the nightmare she was trapped in. The night's events had marked a new level of brutality in Mikey's obsession, and Y/N's hope for escape seemed to diminish further with each passing day.

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As the days turned into weeks, Y/N's confinement continued, marked by the psychological scars of the previous night. The isolated estate, once a haven, now felt like a prison of despair.

Mikey's obsession remained unrelenting, his every action driven by a need to control and possess Y/N. The trauma from the previous events hung heavily over her, a constant reminder of the violence she had endured.

One evening, Mikey entered Y/N's room with a cold, calculated demeanor. He approached her with a new level of detachment, his eyes betraying no emotion as he spoke.

"I've been thinking," Mikey said, his tone devoid of the earlier passion. "About our future and how we can make things work."

Y/N looked up, her eyes tired and hollow. "How can you talk about the future when you've done nothing but imprison me?"

Mikey's expression remained impassive. "I did what I thought was necessary. I wanted to give us a life together, even if it's not what you envisioned."

Y/N's gaze fell to her rounded belly, a symbol of the life Mikey had forced upon her. "And what about this child? Is it just another way for you to bind me to you?"

Mikey's eyes softened briefly before hardening again. "I want this child. I want a family. It's not just about control."

Her words seemed to cut deeper than he anticipated. "You're nothing but a tyrant, Mikey. I had a life, a future with someone who cared for me. You've destroyed everything."

Mikey's anger flared again, his face contorted with rage. "Enough! You will never compare me to anyone else. Not him, not anyone!"

He stormed out of the room, his mind racing with vengeance. Moments later, the Haitani brothers arrived, their presence a grim testament to Mikey's wrath.

"Take care of the fiancé," Mikey ordered coldly. "Make sure he pays for his insolence. And make sure Y/N understands the consequences of her disrespect."

The Haitani brothers nodded, leaving to carry out Mikey's cruel order. The severity of Mikey's actions left Y/N in a state of numb horror, unable to process the full extent of what had just transpired.

In the following days, Mikey's visits were marked by a chilling indifference. He continued to exert control over Y/N, his obsession a constant, unyielding presence. The mansion's luxury seemed a hollow façade, masking the true nature of their existence.

Y/N was left to grapple with the aftermath of Mikey's rage and the new, horrifying reality of her situation. The remnants of hope and freedom seemed distant and unreachable, buried under the weight of Mikey's oppressive control and the brutality that had become a part of her daily life.

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