"Ms Park, do you have a soulmate?"
"Fuck you." She didn't care anymore about her reputation. Ha-Eun giggled then laughed shaking her head. She would rather die than tell anyone about the bastard in the streets.
She'd met him one night after hours spent dancing in a club and teasing countless rich men with her beautiful body. She'd stumbled out of the club laughing and giggling with her friends, and she'd seen him in the corners of the alley, hunched and gaunt. She was drunk so it was not her fault when she stumbled over to him and poured that cup of alcohol over his head as she laughed at his measly situation.
He was just a fucking bug under her feet.
It was not her fault when he'd looked up at her and the stupid soul bond had ignited. Theirs was an emotional connection. Emotion share, a sharing of feelings and foreign thoughts that she didn't want, and she'd experienced his stupid fucking lust and anger in her own body. All her soulmate felt was just that disgusting need for her body and her fake tits.
She would admit that the first time had been consensual purely because of the stupid magic shit that everyone was so obsessed with. But when she gained back semblance of understanding, she'd tried to escape his grasp, crawled, begged and screamed despite the hateful burn of need in her head. That, that had not been wanted. That had been a battle of her mind with her soul.
That had been pure torture.
She escaped later, panting hard and with that same cramping ache between her legs, and goose flesh over her skin. She'd retched in the hotel for hours and hours, spent days in bed sobbing with JieMi tending to her every need. Her excuse? The lack of a soulmate. Her mind had burned with the memories of her parents. Animals. Animals. Animals.
She didn't expect to get pregnant, a parasite in her womb.
She didn't expect JieMi to find out.
She didn't expect for him to come banging at her door late at night.
He wanted money and her pussy; she told him to fuck off. And then he'd laughed at her, told her she had a vile awful personality and horrible, horrible emotions. He told her that if he wanted to he could focus on sharing those hateful emotions and force her to her knees begging for cock during an award show.
She laughed at him even though she was scared. And then he showed her that he could do it right at her front door. He turned her into someone she didn't know, someone she hated. Someone he controlled.
She didn't expect to be blackmailed too.
"You said you experienced a body exchange with Mr Wang, is that correct Ms. Pei?"
Amber was always such a goody two shoes. So boring, so plain, so good. So normal. She hadn't experienced much and Ha-Eun knew without a doubt that she was just as sheltered as the JieMi she'd met on that day. Amber didn't understand what JieMi had experienced. Amber didn't understand what her soulmates experienced.
Amber couldn't understand.
"Yes sir."
"And she told you as per the recording that she has been placing soul suppressant drugs, a highly controlled substance meant specifically for the Lonely and those with broken souls, in the food of a healthy pre-soul marked teenager."
"That is correct, sir."
Ha-Eun stood, frantic and angry, rage frothing from her lips.
"IT WAS ALL FOR HIS GOOD! I D-DIDN'T KNOW IT WOULD BREAK HIS SOULBONDS I—"
"Please settle down Ms Park."
She hated him.
It was natural that she would try to find ways to escape his grasp, desperation filling her and making her vomit each morning from dreams of his disgusting touch. So she ate those pills, gobbled them whole without water each morning. It took years and years but eventually he could no longer control her unless he managed to touch her.
He did which resulted in the disgusting child currently in her belly.
She started to give it to JieMi months after she started. She slipped some in his drinks and his food, created smoothies and pastas. He was hers, her perfect man, her perfect person. He needed her as much as she needed him and he couldn't have a soulmate. No. He couldn't succumb to such a sinful creation. She knew it worked when he came crying to her on his birthday.
One of the Lonely.
Or was he?
That night, she laughed and laughed until she cried, pleased that she had control.
But there were cracks in her plan, problems, issues that she didn't expect and tried to smooth over with everything she had. She didn't anticipate JieMi to start to break from her grasp, angry from the abortion of children that weren't even fucking his. She didn't anticipate JieMi to rebel and fight. She didn't expect him to start yelling at her like those fucking men.
He was her darling little boy, and she hated how much he'd changed.
Didn't he understand that all she wanted was for him to be safe from his soulmate? That she was perfect for him? That she would protect him? Why did they make her the villain? Why wasn't there anyone protecting her too? Why was she always wrong? Why? Why? Why?
Beating children was alright, it made them strong. It was totally fine, a good hard spank as her dead aunt would call it was medicine to a naughty child and those words he hated? They were a far cry from the ones her parents used on her! Why did he have to be such a pussy always fucking crying about the littlest of things?
And oh, that knife to her belly? JieMi forced it on her! He was the mother-fucker who took it to far and made her cry! She didn't want to fucking kill herself, of course-fucking-not! That fucker was just too fucking loud and too fucking scary! She wanted him to shut the fuck up, so it was easy to offer her fucking life to that sweetheart. He would never let her die.
He was her prince charming.
Her prince charming.
HERS. HERS. HERS.
Not Amber's.
Ha-Eun loved JieMi.
And so she did the livestream, sloppily turned it on with an easy swipe of her thumb from an app she'd pre-installed. She was always prepared to do this as the last resort, always prepared to use her fans against a motherfucker. She just didn't expect to do it against JieMi or to discover that he was in a fucking soul bond of seven fucking people. It was ridiculous, it was sinful, it was against her God, and it made her smile despite the anger in his voice.
He was diving straight into Hell, and when he realised it was Hell he would come right back to her.
He would come back to her; she was sure of it after he got his fill of sin, he would realise that she was so much better. So she laughed because he could never let go of her. She was sure she made sure of that, she'd worked so hard after all to ensure that he would listen to her and her only. Never mind the little setbacks and his cute little new soulmate.
He loved her.
He loved her.
He loved her.
"The jury finds the defendant Park Ha-Eun guilty as charged."
Ha-Eun was shaking, shaking so hard that spit frothed from her lips. She'd stared at JieMi, wide-eyed and begging. Her brows had furrowed so hard that she was sure it ruined her complexion. He refused to meet her eyes as she chanted his name under her breath.
JieMi. JieMi. JieMi.
How could he do this to her?
How could he do this to her?
How could he do this to her?
"You will be sentenced to fifteen years in jail for the attempt to break apart a soul bond of a healthy young teenager and the illegal usage of drugs. Followed by a fine of five million in damages to Mr Wang JieMi for the destruction of his career and the release of his private material."
Her lungs had constricted, eyes swivelled to JieMi and she'd screamed and screamed with so much anger and hatred that fear had blossomed in the form of tears in his eyes. She'd screamed so loud that her ears popped and people tried to press their fingers over her lips as she struggled.
As she was taken from the courtroom by policemen, kicking and screaming, she'd watched as JieMi cowered into his soulmate's embrace. And Amber had looked at her with strong, vibrant eyes that made her blood run cold and the horror of what she'd done drench her skin.
I pity you, they said, I pity you.
And the cuffs closed, tight over her skin.
He loved her.
Right?
TO BE CONTINUED
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