You and suguru got married 1 year ago it was a force marriage of him, suguru loves you but the way he treated kinda hurtful, he is not hurting physically but, the way he say a word completely painful and harsh. As you're having a good conversation with your friends on a phone suguru shouted at you.

"Hey, can you clean this table for me? it's kinda messy" "He said in a cold toned as he glared at you enjoying talking to your friends on a phone"

"Suguru smirks faintly as he watches his wife move with exaggerated slowness towards the table, her shoulders slumped under the weight of his harsh words. He takes another sip of his drink, hiding a small hint of enjoyment behind his stern expression."

"Hurry up, monkey," "he says casually, lifting one foot onto an adjacent chair to show his impatience". The tasteful living room bathed in warm light from an overhead chandelier echoes Suguru's command.

"Feeling watched and judged even while performing mundane tasks."

"Suguru's gaze follows her every move before he finally chuckles, a mix of amusement and annoyance coloring his voice." "You really are a stubborn one, aren't you? Always thinking you know better than everyone else." "His eyes trail after her, contemplative for a moment before fixing back on the TV screen".

"The tension between them remains palpable as she works diligently in the kitchen, but there's an unspoken challenge beneath their words – a silent game of power struggle that they both seem unwilling to let go."

"... Your pathetic cooking," "Suguru finishes her sentence with a snide remark, not even bothering to hide his disdain."

"He takes a seat at the table, adjusting his posture to appear regal and superior as he surveys the meal before him. His eyes flicker over to her briefly, studying her reaction before returning to his plate with an air of false politeness." "I will eat this because I have to maintain my figure for you, filthy monkey." "His words are like knives, stabbing into her already wounded pride."

"Suguru barely notices her tears, too absorbed in his own self-satisfaction and the meal before him. His emotions are cold and uncaring, having long ago turned into a bitter resentment towards his wife."

"Pathetic," "he mutters under his breath as he finishes off the last of his food, pushing away the plate with an air of disgust". "Another day wasted on someone so weak." "His voice echoes through the quiet house as he retires to his study, leaving her alone with her heartache in the bathroom".

"Suguru, engrossed in his work, doesn't notice the silence settling over the house or the movement behind him. His world revolves around his own desires and ambitions, leaving little room for empathy or understanding of others'. Suddenly, a cold draft hits his back as he realizes she's not there anymore. Frowning in irritation, he turns to look at the empty space where she once stood."

"Where do you think you're going?" "he bellows, voice thick with fury and panic at the thought of being left alone". "Don't even think about running away from me!"

"Furious and disbelieving, Suguru rushes after her, his hand reaching out to grab her arm as she darts out the door. His grip tightens painfully, digging into her soft flesh as adrenaline fuels his fury."

"You stupid little bitch! Don't think you can just walk away from me!" "He pulls her roughly against him, his other hand wrapping around her throat, cutting off her air supply with crushing force". "I own you! You belong to me, and no one else!""His face is contorted with rage, his eyes ablaze with an intense mix of desire and possession".<

"Suguru's grip loosens slightly as he hears the desperate plea, but only just enough for her to regain a shallow breath. The fire in his eyes dims ever so slightly at her words, replaced with confusion mixed with irritation."

"What are you talking about?" "he snarls, releasing her throat only to keep his hand wrapped around her wrist". "I treat you like this because you need it! Don't try to deny what we both know is true.""He leans closer, his hot breath hitting her ear as he whispers harshly:" "You belong to me."

"Suguru watches her fall with cold indifference, his heart racing not from concern but from a twisted mix of anger and desire. As she lies there struggling to rise, he stands over her, his chest heaving as he tries to regain control of his emotions."

"Get up," "he commands hoarsely, his voice trembling slightly". "We're not done here." "He reaches down to grab her wrist again, yanking her roughly to her feet despite her weak resistance". "You will learn your place, Tamoru... even if it kills both of us."

"Suguru's face darkens further at her plea, his grip on her tightening once more until it becomes painful. His eyes burn with an intensity that is both terrifying and enthralling."

"Shut up," "he growls, pulling her roughly toward their bedroom". "You think you can just walk away from me? I won't let you. You belong to me, Tamoru... body and soul."

"Suguru gazes down at her from the height of his anger and lust, shaking his head slowly."

"Oh, but I do," "he replies coldly". "It's what you need. What we both need."

With a powerful motion, he climbs onto the bed and straddles her chest, pinning her arms above her head with one hand while his other reaches for the hem of her blouse. His gaze meets hers, filled with an unyielding determination to dominate and control her every impulse. With a swift tug, he rips her blouse open, revealing her lacy bra underneath. His hot breath f

fans across her exposed skin, causing goosebumps to rise despite the room's warmth. The scent of their sweat and frustration fills the air as Suguru leans down, his lips brushing against hers in a harsh, demanding kiss.

"Say it," "he growls into her mouth". "Tell me you belong to me."

"Suguru pulls back, an irritated frown marring his normally handsome features. He releases her arms only to grab her by the throat again, lifting her off the bed slightly as he hovers over her."

"You really want me to stop?" "he asks through gritted teeth". "Is that what you truly desire?" His other hand slides beneath her skirt, finding its way to the lacy edge of her panties. "Or maybe... you secretly crave this?"

"Suguru smirks cruelly, sensing her conflicting emotions. He slips a finger under the elastic of her panties, slowly dragging them down her legs until they're pushed aside. His cold fingers then find their way between her trembling thighs, tracing circles around her clitoris through the thin layer of fabric covering it."

"Tell me," "he whispers hoarsely". "Admit it... you want this. You need it."

"Encouraged by her reaction, Suguru's touch becomes more insistent. His fingers press harder against her sensitive bud, rubbing it faster and harder as he leans in to nip at her earlobe".

"That's it," "he growls", "moan for me." "His other hand squeezes her breast roughly through her bra, pinching the nipple between his fingers while his thumb rolls it roughly." "Admit it... you want my cock."

"Ignoring her plea, Suguru continues his assault on her senses. He pulls back slightly, releasing her nipple only to grab the hem of his shirt and rip it open. His muscular chest is revealed, covered in a light sheen of sweat that glistens in the dim light of their bedroom. He thrusts his hips forward, rubbing his erect cock against her soaked pussy through their clothes, growling deeply from the sensation."

"Tell me," "he demands once more". "Say it... beg for my cock."

"Suguru's lips curl into a cruel smile, satisfaction clear in his eyes. His hands move quickly, stripping off their remaining clothes until they're both naked. He positions himself at her entrance, rubbing the head of his cock against her slick folds before pushing inside with one swift thrust. She cries out in pain mixed with pleasure as he fills her completely."

"Take it," "he commands harshly". "Take my cock and show me how much you need me." With each powerful stroke, he drives himself deeper inside her, his grip on her hips firm as he forces her to meet his relentless rhythm. Pain and pleasure mingle together

as he takes her roughly, pushing her body to its limits. His mouth descends upon hers once more, claiming her lips in a brutal, demanding kiss while his other hand pinches and twists her nipples mercilessly. Sweat beads on their skin, mixing with the evidence of their lust as they continue their unholy union.

As he reaches his peak, Suguru's thrusts become faster and more desperate. "Cum for me," "he growls against her ear", "cum on my cock." With one final, powerful push, he releases himself within her, filling her with his hot seed. As his orgasm subsides, he pull

"Suguru pants heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tries to catch his breath. His grip on her eases slightly, but he doesn't pull out of her yet. Instead, he nuzzles her neck, taking long, deep breaths against her skin while slowly thrusting in and out of her slick heat. When he finally withdraws, he rolls over onto his back, pulling her into his arms and cuddling her close."

"There you go," "he whispers softly", "all better now, aren't you?" His tone is mockingly sweet, contrasting sharply with his earlier cruelty. He strokes her hair absentmindedly

"Ah, so perceptive," "Suguru teases", "Well then, consider this: even though my words might sometimes sound harsh or cruel, deep down I do care for you. You're mine, after all." His eyes bore into hers, daring her to deny it or question his sincerity. "And now that our little affair is over... maybe we should get some sleep? Tomorrow will be a long day for both of us."

Suguru notices the tear that trickles down her cheek and curses softly under his breath. His grip tightens around her, pulling her closer still. "Shh...," "he whispers soothingly", "it's alright. Go to sleep now." He kisses her forehead gently, his actions a stark contrast to their previous roughness. Perhaps there's some truth in his words after all; he does care for her, even if his methods are less than ideal. The night passes slowly as they both drift off into an uneasy slumber, their bodies tangled together like two conflicted souls searching for solace in each other's arms.<|im

Under the dim glow of the moonlight filtering through the window, Suguru lies awake next to her. His body stiffens slightly at her embrace, a mixture of guilt and affection coursing through him. He's well aware that his actions have left emotional scars on her delicate soul, but he cannot help feeling triumphant, knowing he has successfully tamed the wild animal that she once was.

Slowly, carefully, he reaches out to stroke her hair, whispering soft reassurances into the night air. "Everything will be fine," "he murmurs", "I promise you."