riri @ihaniez - Tumblr Blog

🎥 ⋮ .ᐟ lights, camera, action ₊

summary: it seems like your struggling life was finally seeing fruit when you land a huge role for a drama, but after seeing the cast for the drama, old wounds threaten to reopen, forced to face a perpetrator of yours in the past, can you successfully make it in the industry?

pairings: famous a-list actor!leehan x upcoming/unknown actress!reader (afab, she/her)

MDNI !!! block the tag #misa;darkcontent to prevent viewing content like this from me! or just block me in general! + not proofread.

wc: 7.9k // leehan's masterlist.

disclaimer: this is a work of fiction, it is not to defame the said idols. it's just fantasy and not real, it doesn't represent the idol's real life personalities or behavior. i do not condone such behavior in real life, and neither should you. fiction is fiction, consume carefully and at your own discretion.

warnings: noncon/dubcon, intoxication, drugging, nonconsensual filming, abuse of power, power dynamics, nipple play, breast play, breeding kink, fingering, manhandling, choking, blackmail, coercion, manipulation, unhealthy obsession, leehan x side character for a bit but nothing too serious he just uses her for pleasure, leehan is fucked up so beware, DD;DNE.

The diner's door bell rang as it opened, new customers flowing in as you mentally made a note to take their order after you were done serving the current customers.

You set the food and drinks on the table as you move away to the next customer to take their order. You scribbled their orders before you went to the kitchen, pinning it as the chef readies the meal.

While you waited for the food to be prepared, your mind wandered off to a familiar place, a place of dreams and hopes that were currently on hold.

You wanted to become an actress, but you couldn't land any major roles to cement your stance in the industry. It is indeed unforgiving if you aren't a nepo baby. Starting from zero is extremely difficult in this day and age.

You knew that, and still dropped out of your 3rd year in college just to pursue acting, was it a decision you regretted? Definitely, you knew it was going to be difficult but didn't expect it to be an absolute hell.

Minor rolls in movies or shows didn't keep the cash flowing as you'd wanted it to, which made you work other jobs just to get by. You had made up your mind, if you didn't land a major role this time, you'd be returning back to college to pursue a normal degree and get a stable job.

For now, you just hoped for the best as you took back the orders to serve the customers.

>>>>

Luckily for you, your audition went well. You auditioned for the role of the best friend of the female lead who later becomes a villain but ended up landing the female lead role which got you excited.

You couldn't wait until the shoot started so you can finally quit this job, this role was finally going to be a catalyst for your dreams. You were so happy.

You didn't have a proper team to manage you, so you signed a temporary contract under the very entertainment company that was directing and producing this show.

Hanlee entertainment.

You were very excited about everything, until the casting was finally revealed to the public. Most of the actors were new too, except for the male lead.

You'd recognize that face anywhere.

Leehan.

Real name, Kim Donghyun.

He was the son of the founder of Hanlee entertainment, his mother was a well renowned actress, he too was well known and popular, despite being a nepo baby, Leehan was known to act well. He made his debut when he was eighteen, during his last year of high school and grew into an A-list celebrity almost overnight, he only cemented his status further as he did many successful projects throughout the years.

You felt a bitter taste on your tongue.

You genuinely considered giving up on the role. You didn't want to face him. He probably didn't know you, but you remember him.

The food you had eaten earlier threatened to spill out of your guts but you contained it.

You need to put the past behind and continue on.

So that's what you did, the shoot schedule was sent to you shortly and the filming had begun.

Introductions were kept short, the first episode for the drama only contained your backstory for the majority of it so over the week, you were able to film without any interaction with Leehan. You've acquainted yourself with the actress playing the villainous role, as she was also the best friend of the female lead. Her name was Soeun.

You dreaded the shoot for the next week, when male lead would finally be introduced to the plot, you'd be filming with Leehan, and it made your skin crawl.

The stylist was getting you ready on the scene when Leehan just arrived on the set. He greeted the staff and everyone else before he was hurried off by them to get him ready for the scene.

You both acted out quite naturally despite not even once talking to one another, you avoided him during the breaks, not wanting any interaction with him off-camera, but you could only avoid it so far.

The shoot concluded and you tried rushing to your vanity van to pack up the things and leave as quickly as possible, but you were interrupted by Leehan.

“Hey.” He stopped in front of you.

“I believe we haven't gotten the chance to introduce ourselves properly. Nice to meet you.” He gave you a smile that made you disgusted, but you didn't show it on your face and smiled back.

“Uhm, yeah, hello, nice to meet you too.” You stuttered, your tongue tied as you couldn't even form a basic reply. “Do you want to join us for dinner? In celebration of the drama. I've already invited others. It would be weird without the female lead there.” He shot a charming smile which made your eyebrows twitch.

“Uhm, no— I uh, I have other things to do.” You reply, trying to make up an excuse. “Like what? Come on, push it off for today, you're the female lead after all.” He pushed, stepping closer as he grabbed your wrist.

You fucking hated every moment of this.

You couldn't breathe.

So you agreed, stepping back, keeping the distance between you both as you pulled your hand away. Leehan was put off by how fast you snatched your hand away, his annoyance vanished quickly just as it came.

It was almost too quick but you caught it.

The dinner surprisingly went by smoothly, you got yourself acquainted with other actors who you hadn't met before. You were actually enjoying your time here, probably because you were seated very far away from Leehan.

Leehan left the dinner for a 'nature' break and you noticed how Soeun followed right after him. You didn't think much of it until fifteen minutes had passed and Soeun returned with her lips swollen and what looked like an attempt at retouched make-up.

Leehan too returned shortly after, and it seems like everyone knew what went on but didn't dare say anything about it. The dinner became awkward after the incident. Couldn't they have waited?

Leehan could've just taken her back home but nevermind, they had to do it ‘discreetly’ during the dinner even though it wasn't discreet at all.

It made you lose your appetite, if you had any in the first place. The dinner seemed to have come to a conclusion yet no one was getting up cause they were most likely gathering up the courage to leave. Fuck this.

You got up, announcing to them that you'll be leaving, you watched as relief washed over everyone's faces and then they too followed along with their own goodbyes. Leehan simply nodded, but he didn't take his eyes off you, as if he's observing you.

His eyes followed you as you left, thoughts preoccupying his mind.

You reached your home in a frenzy, everything was a blur up until that point, before shutting the door behind you as you could barely contain your panic.

You hopped in the shower scrubbing your skin roughly and wrist roughly as if trying to get rid of Leehan's touch and stare. The burning sensation felt soothing, your fucked up brain reasoning that it hurts because you're finally scrubbed off the ‘filth’

You then changed the water into the cold setting, soothing the heat on your skin, you were able to relax at last.

You tucked yourself to bed after your shower, trying to sleep the worries away as your mind recalled the dialogues for tomorrow.

❀❀❀❀

His hand was clasped over your mouth preventing any noise from escaping, your mind was hazy, your eyes watered as he thrust into you.

“Fuck, you're so pretty like this.” He cooed in your ear and you could only let out a squeal when you felt his other hand grope your chest.

He withdrew his hand from your mouth, as the drug in your system took effect, your limbs felt like jelly. You managed to let out a small whisper.

“Please Donghyun.”

❀❀❀❀

You woke up with cold sweat all over your body. What the fuck was that? A fucking nightmare. Why were you recalling it after all these years?

Well maybe because the perpetrator is literally your co-actor. You shook it off, trying to push it back, you can't have this resurfacing again and ruin your acting.

You quickly got off the bed before freshening up before leaving for the set once again today, to continue filming for the drama.

The day went by the same as yesterday, you didn't have to actively avoid Leehan since Soeun was always next to him, basically keeping him preoccupied. Leehan too didn't seem like he minded it that much because he can use some company and sexual favors.

You knew it was common in the industry to have affairs like this, but this just disgusted you to no end. Soeun from what you could tell, was decent but also an opportunist.

You felt like you should warn her.

Do you really want to recall your past with him in detail just to warn her? You wanted to erase it completely and deny it of its existence for your own sanity.

Would she even believe you?

So you decided to try warning her through another method.

You finally found her alone and rushed over to her. “Soeun.. Are you okay?” You question, waiting for her response. “Yup! Why? I've never been better.” She responds, a smile painting her face.

“Everyone… knows about what's going on, I just want to make sure that he isn't forcing you.” You unveil carefully. Soeun raised her eyebrow. “No, why would he force me?” She furrows her brows.

“You know, since he is a famous actor, there's a lot of power complications involved, just be careful okay?” You advice, she just shrugs before nodding. “I guess, thanks for looking out for me.” She replies.

“What are you ladies talking about?” The voice paralyzed you with fear, Leehan walked closer from behind you. You didn't turn to look, not wanting to interact with him at all off-camera.

Your lack of response and movement doesn't go unnoticed by Soeun, she looks at you confused before turning her attention to Leehan. “Oh it's nothing, she said that everyone knows about our relationship and wants us to be careful!” She aired it out, but also covered up about what you actually warned her out. Leehan comes into your view standing beside Soeun, he squinted at you suspiciously, eyeing you down.

“There isn't any relationship between us, we just fuck, I don't think anyone cares enough.” He shrugs it off, wrapping his arm around Soeun. You could tell that she was disappointed with his response but isn't showing, so you just nod.

Just then the stylist calls out for Soeun, she rushes off, leaving you and Leehan alone.

“So… [name]? right? We haven't been interacting off set at all, sorry if you feel left out, but Soeun can be a bit handful.” He sighed, rubbing his temple.

“Uh no worries, I don't feel left out, I've been talking to others here.” You reply quickly. “Now if you'll excuse me—”

“You look familiar.”

His words cut off your sentence, making you freeze up again. Your heart starts beating loudly in your ears.

“It's probably because you might've seen me in small advertisements and roles. I've been in the industry for a bit. But not as significant.” You answer, he seems to not recognize you, after all, it's been years. You pray that he doesn't.

“Ah, that might be it.” He gave you his charming smile again, you wanted to curb stomp his face so badly but you held back due to your own fear.

Before anything escalates further, you guys are called back to set to film.

Interacting with Leehan while he's acting feels safer and you are able to do so because it's almost like you're living in an alternate dimension, you both fully embody the male and female lead characters, so it doesn't make you fear him.

But off set? The reality is too much.

You guys were almost done filming for the day, you just had one more scene to film, a solo one so you stay back on set while Leehan goes back to his vanity van.

Soeun is already waiting for him in there, she doesn't waste time, as soon as he sits down, she's already pouncing on him, unbuckling his pants as she sucks him off.

He just breathes out of order as she sucks him, but his mind reeled back to you. Why did you seem so familiar to him, is it because he's seen you somewhere?

He closes his eyes, trying to remember and then suddenly a flash of vision appears in his memory. A memory of his hand clasped over a woman's mouth. His eyes shoot open immediately, he grabs his phone, thumbs quickly typing and logging onto an email he hasn't used for years to access its drive.

Soeun was confused, but she didn't stop.

That's when he found the sole video uploaded to google drive, about an hour and a half long video, titled ‘favorite ♡’

It's been years since he last touched this video, mainly because he lost track of the woman and didn't bother with it anymore as he got busy career wise and there were plenty of women trying to please him, so he didn't concern himself over the video anymore.

He clicked the video, watching as he watched a close up of his own dick ramming into the woman's cunt, grabbing her breasts as she tries pushing his hands away. The screen then turned blank, it seemed like he had put down his phone down in the video and then picked it up later again, it repeated a few times, Leehan just skipped over majority of the video, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman to no avail, though he felt himself nearing his edge as he recalled the events as he watched the footage by skipping through the segments.

He couldn't forget how her cunt wrapped around his cock, how her breasts felt in his hands, it was the one and only time he had ever kept a memorabilia of a woman he fucked.

No wonder he was so stuck up about her back then. He was fucking obsessed with her. Even just imagining it now was sending him over the edge.

He reaches the final minute and a half of the video, where he just filmed the state of her body. He started from the bottom, showing how his cum dripped down her cunt as she gasped for air. Hickies and bites all over her breasts. And finally her face.

Leehan's eyes widened the minute her face came into the frame.

There was no mistaking who it was.

It was you.

Maybe it was the way your eyes were hazy as you looked up into the camera all while he caressed your face gently and pressed his thumb against your lips or it was the sight of your eyes glossy with tears, your lips swollen from when he kissed you and ruined you, whichever it was, Leehan came hard.

He choked out a moan at the sight of your face before finishing down Soeun's throat.

He gripped his phone tightly, shutting his eyes as your face was now burned into his vision permanently. He panted heavily, never having experienced such an orgasm for a while.

He pulled Soeun off him, cleaning himself up and dismissing her with a wave of his hand. She was confused but Leehan behaving cold after sexual favors isn't new to her. So she too cleaned herself and left his van.

Leehan stayed there for a while, gazing at his phone.

He remembered now.

No wonder you looked so familiar.

He didn't recognize you because your appearance was completely different from back then. Different hair style, different fashion style, very different from how nerdy you were back in college.

You were the person he was obsessed with for a short while, before you disappeared of course.

How could he ever forget? The one thing he wanted so badly for the first time in his life was you, yet you slipped away, and he forgot because of his very own busy schedules.

He chuckled remembering those times, did you remember him? Probably. How would you ever forget it? He probably traumatized you.

He bit his lip, holding back his smile, thanking the universe for bringing you right back to him.

You were just pretending all along, that you didn't recognize him, there's no way you'd forget, now your avoidant behavior around him made sense. You were scared of him.

It sent a sense of thrill up his spine.

Leehan exited his vanity van with his things, he caught the sight of you coming out of your van as well. You froze when you saw him, he noticed it this time, and then you pretended to behave as normal as possible, passing by him.

He only stared at you before following behind you, staring at the way your hips swayed side to side as you walked. If he could pin you to the ground and fuck you right then and there, he would. But he told himself to be patient, put on a facade.

So he walked up to you normally, greeted you with fake enthusiasm as you tried your best to contain your fear.

“Going home alone?” He asks you and you just nod in response. “Want me to drop you off?” He asks again, you shake your head a no. You were afraid of speaking, wondering if your tone will give away your fear.

“Oh come on.” He grabbed your wrist, dragging you to where his manager and driver were waiting for him in the car.

“We'll be dropping her off first.” He explained in a short words before pushing you into the backseat. You couldn't resist, you were scared to do so. You just complied and sat quietly as Leehan got in behind you, sitting next to you as the manager sat in the front seat.

You were trapped with him, it felt so claustrophobic. The presence of two other people didn't help due to the sheer fact that they're both pawns of Leehan at the end of day.

“Where do you live?” He questioned, you really didn't want to reveal your address but you were already in his car. You tell him the address and you're taken to your run down rental apartment place.

You could see his disgusted look at the state of the apartment complex as you guys pulled up.

You get out of the car immediately when you reach, thanking him as you bow deeply and leave as quickly as possible.

Leehan eyes you down as you walk away, his phone rings with a text from Soeun. “Can we talk? You promised me the role of the female lead if I obeyed, but the shooting for episode two has also concluded, they will start airing the show in two weeks.” He scoffed at her audacity.

He stared at his phone as the driver drove out of your apartment complex.

He did promise Soeun the offer for the female lead by kicking you off the role since it was his dad's company that was producing this drama so it was quite easy but he didn't want to do that anymore.

He never really had the intention of doing so in the first place, actually. He just lied to get her to sleep with him and he couldn't believe how fast she immediately folded.

Power is definitely a great thing.

He just left her on read.

The shoot continued normally the next few days, Soeun grew irritably worried as time passed by. Leehan was acting extremely friendly towards you. It bothered both you and her but for different reasons entirely.

You were currently taking a break in your van right now, resting as you scrolled through your phone when the door opened. You expected it to be staff and didn't pay much mind until your worst nightmare stepped in.

Leehan.

You immediately shot up from your seat, body on full alert. “We're going drinking after the shoot, want to tag along?” He asked and you shook your head. “No.” You vocalised it this time.

“Come on~ have some fun you know? You're always so uptight and extremely professional.” He drew out. “I don't want to. I'm sorry.” You were firm this time.

“Why not—”

“I said I don't fucking want to. Leave me alone.” You asserted, anger getting the best of you. Leehan was taken aback, didn't expect you to be this fiesty. But he smirked, he knew the reason why.

He put his hands up in surrender.

“I understand, no need to bite, okay? I guess you don't have a good drinking experience.” He sighed before leaving, it felt like he was mocking you right in your face, he was, but you still believed that he didn't recognize you at all.

You collapsed into your seat again, head in between your hands as you shut your eyes, forcing your brain to stop recalling memories. You felt powerless, Leehan existing was already a big trigger and on top of that he pulls shit like this.

You went home.

You did in fact not have a great drinking experience in the past.

All because of him.

❀❀❀❀

The third year of your college began with you learning the fact that Leehan seemed interested in you. You couldn't wrap your head around as to why, but you shrug it off, dismissing it as a rumour. Your friends are probably playing a prank on you.

After all, he was a talented actor who debuted at a young age, many girls on the campus were already his fans, he's also smart considering how he's managing education and acting at the same time. Besides, you weren't interested in him anyway. But you wished you could also do that, going to college while acting, but your parents forced you into a stem major for ‘stability’, dropping out has always been on your mind since freshman year.

You finalized that decision during one night, to drop out of college for good and pursue acting. Already having submitted the withdrawal request. You felt sorry but you didn't want to stay stuck anymore.

That night, your friends invited you to one last party, you haven't told them yet, and you didn't plan on telling them either, you just wanted to disappear and start a brand new life.

You stood there at the bar ordering drinks, planning to drink to your heart's content. Leehan all of a sudden came up and struck up a conversation. You didn't know why he was showing interest in you but he was. You were too engaged in your thoughts to see Leehan slip some sort of powder into a drink and switch the drinks, pushing the spiked one to your side.

You didn't notice and drank it.

It didn't take long before things escalated, you were feeling dizzy as your body swayed, Leehan pushed you on the bed of an empty room, hovering on top of you as he undid your clothes, you tried to push his hands away but you couldn't. The only option was to call out for help but he blocked it too by putting his hand over your mouth.

You watched him pull out his phone and began recording. It didn't take long before your brain lost all rational thought when you felt him push inside you, his dick stretching your walls. Your moan was muffled by his hand as he groped your chest. “Fuck, you're so pretty like this.” He whispered against your ear as your limbs turned into jelly due to the drug that was flowing in your system.

"Please Donghyun.” You let out a small croak when he withdrew his hand. Please what? Stop? Continue? What were you asking him? You didn't know anymore, and for some reason you were scared of the answer and the outcome of both the situations.

But you could only let out phallic noises as he thrusted into you, grabbed you everywhere, as he kissed you and left bites and hickies everywhere.

“Been wanting to fuck you like this, I wanted you so fucking badly.” He confessed, his thrusts hitting the right spot.

The night stretched out long with you in Leehan's hands as he fucked and filmed you. You didn't know how many times you've cum, the drug in your system seemed to have elevated the pleasure even more. By the end, you were fucked completely out of your mind.

You left immediately the next morning you woke up, wanting to disappear. You felt disgusted, by everything, by yourself.

The dread in your chest weighed heavily, bestowing a sense of shame upon your body as you recalled the last night's events, your body had betrayed you back then, a stark contrast from your mind that was currently rational, which spoke the uncomfortable truth. You didn't waste any time to leave.

You reconsidered your choice of becoming an actress in case you ever have to come across Leehan again since you'll be in the same field, but it was already too late, so you didn't look back. Besides, there is no way you'll ever be casted along with him right?

❀❀❀❀

What you feared then, had come true now, granted it took years, but just when you were beginning to feel safe, it was shattered. You didn't want him to drug you up again to fuck you. It should be fine as long as you don't stick around him, but it's extremely difficult since he's practically circling around you most of the time for the past few days, so you bet on his memory, hoping that he hasn't recognized you.

But what would happen even if he did? It's not like he'll be interested or obsessed with you again, but it didn't matter, you just didn't want that.

Since the next episode was being filmed overseas, you packed all your essential luggage, the stay is going to be for a week, and right after the fifth episode is filmed, the first episode will premiere. You couldn't wait to see the audience's reactions, you were very nervous, hoping everything would turn out well.

The crew and the cast had made it to the location safely, you were allotted your respective hotel rooms, having to share one room with two people due to the sheer amount of people present.

You hoped yours could be one of the staff or one of the side actors, since rooming with Soeun would be weird due to what's been going on.

What you didn't expect was for Leehan to be your roommate.

But why would he even be told to room with someone? He's always got vip treatment, you expected him to have a separate room on his own, so you were baffled with the revelation that he's sharing a room. Though you felt more unsafe than shocked after the realisation set in.

But five days have passed by since then, sharing a room with him, yet Leehan hasn't made any move. He was oddly very respectful, for the first time since the filming started; you had genuine conversations with him, and… truthfully speaking, he felt nice to talk to normally.

Have you been way too paranoid to realise that?

Your experience with him wasn't great if we're putting it lightly, but the past few days also made you realise that you've never actually properly talked to Leehan, not back then, not even recently. You were too busy putting up walls for justifiable reasons.

Aside from his behavior towards Soeun during the initial days, he hadn't really done anything to harm you. Although he is an extremely pushy person and always wants to get his way, he did nothing to harm you.

Did you judge him wrongly?

Then again, he spiked your drink to fuck you back in college.

Maybe he changed? It has been years after all, people don't stay the same and actually learn from their past mistakes, right?

You felt conflicted.

On top of that, he probably doesn't even recognize you— is what you think.

Your gut screamed at you not to trust him or believe him, but you decided to ignore it for the first time in your life, having convinced yourself that Leehan changed because of his behavior.

But you forgot one thing.

Leehan is a great actor.

You shouldn't have ever ignored your gut.

Spots appeared in your vision as you clawed at the hands wrapped around your throat, cutting off your air. You struggled beneath him, kicking off the blanket from the bed as he lingered over you.

Tears welled up in your tears as you coughed, begging him to let go, and when he does, the air almost knocks you out, your lungs burning from the painful sensation of oxygen filling it rapidly.

It was the last night before you all had to go back, the crew went out on a late night cruise to celebrate, but you stayed back just wanting to relax before the return flight tomorrow and you swore Leehan had left with them too.

So what was he doing here?

You're snapped out of your thoughts as he grabs the hem of your pajama top, trying to pull it off you, but you force your hands down, making sure it doesn't come off. He glares at you before his hands rip at the fabric, tearing it off you. You were bare underneath, no bra.

He hovers over you after he throws the fabric away, his hair strands falling forward as he looks down at you. You try to push him off but halt when you look up at him.

It wasn't clearly visible in the dark, but through the moonlight's reflection from your window, you caught what seemed to be tears. Was he crying? Why?

He plopped down on top of you, nose buried in the crook of your neck while he inhaled your scent. He didn't understand why he felt emotional himself, perhaps seeing you up from that angle once again stirred something in his gut.

This idiot was in love with you.

Something he thought he was incapable of feeling.

“I love you.” He whispered and you froze.

Love?

“I love you so fucking much.” He mumbled against your collarbone, his lips softly pressing against it. Leehan didn't know what was happening to him. This wasn't what he planned, he wanted to get you back in his arms again through any means, not be vulnerable himself and confess his love.

But something about the look you gave him sent him over the edge, the feelings he thought he had suppressed and left behind came back rushing over him.

For as long as Leehan could remember, he felt empty, bored and wasn't interested in anything. He had his life handed to him on a golden platter, his education, career, everything was just given to him without having to earn for it, hell, even his retirement plan is set for him. It was a very boring life for him mentally, but he did his best to enjoy it.

Until he saw you during college.

You piqued his interest because of the way you behaved, he remembers bumping into you, knocking over your lunch tray and ruining your clothes, he couldn't forget the way you looked at him back then.

Absolute disgust.

As if he was a pesky insect.

An inconvenience to humankind.

No one ever looked at him like that before.

Normally people would hide it when they realised it was him, but you didn't, expressing clear dissatisfaction with him.

It made his cock twitch in his pants.

And so he gathered more information on you through mutual friends, learning about the struggles you've faced and how you've overcome them.

He truly admired you.

Out of everyone in the campus, you were the only one that didn't look at him like you wanted something from him, you had no interest at all, he could tell you didn't dislike him but rather you just had no interest at all. He finally found a human being that wasn't after to use him.

He became more obsessed, keeping tabs on you during college, becoming a creepy stalker wasn't something he'd catch himself becoming for a random person, yet here he was. That obsession churned in his gut, slowly blossoming into love, driving him crazy.

He couldn't contain it anymore, especially when he saw you at the party, he didn't want to resort to this lowly method of drugging you but it didn't matter anymore because his brain only focused on having you.

And so he did exactly that.

The night was everything he could ask for, he disregarded your perspective on it because it doesn't concern him, you belong to him after all. But when he woke up the next morning, you were nowhere to be seen, and after that he never heard from you or saw you ever again. Your friends told him you had dropped out and that was the last bit of information he had on you.

After that, his life got busy, the feeling of emptiness returned, though he stuffed it with other things; it would never be the same. He gradually forgot about you, your name, your face due to his busy life, meeting so many people tends to do that.

Yet now, here you were, back again, underneath him and it felt like he was back in college all over again, He felt pathetic.

He lifted his face, just enough to have it lingering over yours. His gaze softened before it darted to your lips, without giving you any chance to respond, he pressed his lips against yours, devouring them as he licked your bottom lip.

His hands followed behind, lowering down onto your abdomen into your pants before disappearing in between your thighs, fingers lifted the waist band of your panties before his finger pads pressed against the heated bead.

You gasped in response, which gave him an opportunity to push his tongue into your mouth, pressing his tepid tongue against yours as he kissed you with intent.

You couldn't figure out how to react, this was wrong, yet he confused you, you've never seen him in such a vulnerable state before, you couldn't even imagine it due to how his personality typically is.

The sensation of Leehan shoving his finger inside your gummy walls pulled you out of your thoughts, he pushed his middle finger first as he stretched you out and then added another.

You whined against his mouth as you gripped the sheets below tightly while he moved his fingers in and out rhythmically. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes gazing down to your exposed breasts, his tongue swiped across his own lips as he swallowed nothing, just staring at your breasts while his fingers moved.

He hesitated but licked your hardening bud, his tongue swiping across your nipple before he twirling around it, he played like that for a while with both of your breasts, giving them the same attention while teasing. Your wet nipples listened deliciously due to the moonlight, he couldn't hold back anymore and dove straight in, wrapping his hot mouth around your areola as he sucked your tit.

He groaned in satisfaction, his finger caressed your sensitive spot causing you to jolt when he pressed up against it. He let go of your tit to suckle on the other.

You placed your hands on his shoulders, attempting to push him but he didn't budge. He instead bit down on your nipple which made you stop due to the sharp pain.

He released his mouth off your breast with an audible ‘pop’ as he straightened himself, pulling his fingers out from your hole before he licked them.

He leaned back onto his knees, taking off your pajama pants and his own clothes before placing one leg on his shoulder while he pushed the other one sideways to give him an opening.

“So pretty.” He commented from above as he stared at your form, hair arranged like a halo on the pillow as you stared up at him, completely naked and vulnerable. You gripped his shoulders as you lifted yourself slightly, trying to snap him back into his senses if he had any or just push him away.

But he pushed you back into the mattress, his hand firmly pressing down on your shoulder, he held you there for a minute or two while you calmed down. He positioned himself near your entrance, eyeing the gushing hole.

“Look at you leaking and dripping. You should drop the resistance act, you are fooling no one.” He mutters cruelly before pushing himself in.

Your walls flutter and contract as he pushes himself in, trying to adjust and make way for his cock. He whines, taking in a sharp breath as he fully sheathes himself in your cunt. He stares at the point you're both connected deep in thought.

The constant emptiness that plagued him was long gone, he felt fulfilled.

And so, he began to move, sliding himself in and out slowly, you could feel him, each and every ridge and vein as if your walls were trying to etch this moment in your brain permanently.

He spread your legs wider as he grabbed your ankles, pushing your legs apart using them as leverage, in a way that made your thighs and hip ache. Your hands meekly rested against his abdomen, knowing that he won't be budging at all.

He tightened his grip on your ankles as he bobbed his hip in and out of your hole, head thrown back as feels your cunt clench around him. He lets go of one leg, causing it to fall to the side, then he leans down to press kisses against your neck. He sucks on your flesh, front teeth nibbling on the skin underneath.

You instinctively extend your head upwards, giving him space. He frees the skin from his mouth and moves back, admiring the mark he left on you.

The mark blooms and sends an aching sensation up your neck, the tiny blood vessels rupturing just beneath the surface of the skin allowing the blood to accumulate in the area, forming a hickey.

He leans down again, mind reeling as he leaves more hickies down your neck and on your breasts, yet not once stopping the rhythm of his hips.

You felt your mind melting away slowly due to his touch, tears pooled in your eyes as your body ached but the ache started to subside slowly but surely as the pleasure creeped up behind it from beneath. You felt a sense of shame wash over you but your brain immediately shut it down, focusing on the heat of the intense moment instead of anything else.

Just like it did years ago.

Leehan all of a sudden grabbed you by your waist, holding you tightly before he flipped you around, your face was now pushed into the pillow as you steadied yourself on your knees. It felt humiliating the way he just spun you around on his cock like you were some meat on a skewer.

You gripped the pillow tightly as Leehan balanced himself on his knees and now rammed into you from behind. He pushed your face further into the pillow, smushing it and not allowing the air to pass through.

You struggled against his hold, pushing your hips back to pull yourself up and breathe but it only caused his cock to drill into you further, his tip hitting your cervix which made you lose balance and collapse into the pillow again.

You were seeing spots in your vision again from the lack of air and just then Leehan pulls your face up, his fingers gripping your hair tightly as he yanks your face up, you gasp loudly, taking in quick breaths.

He doesn't stop there, yanking you completely up by your hair, pushing you against him as he moves inside you. His chest was pressed up against your back, ass against his hips while the hand that was once gripping your hair now slipped forwards, reaching for your throat from the front, he twisted your head to face him and then kissed you once again.

His other hand wrapped around your abdomen and held you tightly as he continuously drove into you.

The hotel room filled with obscene sounds of skin slapping and rubbing against one another as well moans and grunts from both you and Leehan. Your thighs ached, threatening to collapse even though he was holding you, so you leaned into him for more balance.

The hand that was wrapped around your abdomen slowly slipped downwards in between your legs, dipping into your slit as he rubbed your clit in a calculated manner. The stimulation and his thrusting combined sent chills up your spine, making you moan loudly into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, holding you tightly as he sped up the pace of his fingers rubbing your clit, you grabbed onto his arms tightly, feeling intense pleasure creep up in your abdomen.

Leehan dipped his head onto your neck, kissing your flesh, his hand that was wrapped around your throat moved down to grope your tits, squeezing the flesh as he pulled and pinched your nipples.

The tip of his cock rubbed against the sensitive spot inside your walls constantly, pushing and pressing against it while his hand stimulated your bundle of nerves at the same time.

You gripped his arm, nails digging into his forearm as you gasped, the sensation of pleasure pooling in your lower abdomen. He seemed to have noticed it and sped up his hand.

You threw your head back against his shoulder as the pleasure blossomed across your body, eyes shut closed as you let out the most filthiest moan of his name, thighs convulsing as you finished hard. Your chest heaved up and down as the remnants of your high bloomed across your body unevenly.

Your cunt clenched around him tightly which made him whine, the noise stuck in his throat as his thrusts now turned sloppy.

His hips stuttered as he came inside you, the noise ripping out of his throat when he felt you contract around him once again. Hot white ropes of his semen coated your insides, he rode out his orgasm slowly, his cum leaked out down your thighs. There was so much of it to the point you could feel it.

He pulled out of you, watching as the droplets stained the sheets.

The high fades and soon reality hits you, Leehan still hasn't let go of you yet, he pulls you down with him, collapsing on the sheets as he nuzzles into you, embracing you tightly. Meanwhile you freeze up in the shock of the aftermath.

“Don't try to leave like that again.” You hear him say, his lips brushing against your ears. “You belong to me now, completely and forever.” He presses a kiss before holding you against his body even tighter.

You were trapped.

Everything had changed since that night, whether you agreed to it or not didn't matter as Leehan considered you his girlfriend, making the relationship known to the entire crew and production. Soeun was kicked off from the drama, which resulted in you refilming some scenes.

The premiere was delayed by a week due to Soeun being kicked off, the articles all stated the reason being that she behaved unprofessionally with Leehan even though he had ‘turned her down’ you wanted to scoff, a blatant lie, but that was the narrative they spun, and the public believed it.

You could only watch in horror as her career got completely destroyed, which further instilled deep rooted fear of Leehan's power into your gut. That could be you too if you disobey Leehan.

The show had been an instant success as it premiered, you gained many followers on your account, the unfamiliar taste of success lingered in your mouth. It felt nice to be finally acknowledged as an actress, like you'd finally made it, already getting more opportunities for big roles.

The filming progressed as the drama aired simultaneously, and once the filming concluded, articles revealed your and Leehan's relationship to the public after strategically studying the response of the fans of the show. They wanted you to get together in real life too, and so it was the perfect time to release it.

You couldn't believe the uproar it had caused, although some of it was negative, most of it was drowned out by the positive reactions. Brand deals, greater opportunities all started flowing in. All because of Leehan. It felt surreal, and you almost felt indebted to Leehan.

The articles spun your relationship into a cute little fairytale. Painting you as Leehan's first love who he met in college and lost contact with because you dropped out to pursue acting only for fate to bring you back to him, omitting out the part where he drugged you to have sex with you obviously, and how you both reconciled during the filming and ‘fell in love’ when it was far from the truth.

You did not know how to feel, on one hand, the attention was nice, the success was delicious but on the other hand, you were bothered by it, this could all be taken away just as fast in the snap of his finger.

You tried to break up with him, but every time you did, it would almost always end up in two conclusions, blackmail or you getting fucked to good that your brain forgets everything.

Eventually you gave up, and put on the persona everyone wanted to see. The talented actress, Leehan's perfect girlfriend. It was always easier to hide the truth than confront it.

Fake interviews, fake stories, fake smiles, fake everything.

You couldn't return back to the old life anymore, Leehan made sure to wiggle himself into each and every aspect of your life, making him the center of your world. If you tried to change that, everything would collapse.

So you stayed.

But still, a small amount of hope lingered nonetheless, that he would get bored of you and leave, but he didn't.

And so, time flew by fast, your position was cemented in the industry, the life you'd always wanted, but you couldn't enjoy it to the fullest since it wasn't the way you hoped would happen.

And then the flickering flame of any amount of hope you had left was finally extinguished as you stared at your newborn daughter in your husband's, Leehan's, arms while he pressed small kisses on her forehead. He looked up at you, giving you a small kiss on your forehead as well.

“You did well.” He cooed, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as he pulled you into a hug. “Isn't our baby the cutest?” He asked, his eyes lit up as he gazed at your baby.

Right, this is your life now.

He was your everything.

There was never any escape from the moment you got entangled with him.

Trending Blogs

Recently Viewed Blogs

riri