"I didn't change you, you're always the same." Roselyn spat with all her fury and anger and John felt his blood boiling through his veins. He was so angry at Roselyn that he completely lost his patience and grabbed her wrists to push them together and stared at her straight in her eyes, "Alright." His voice was hoarse for the anger and distress, his eyes burning in anger and flashing of redness that was scaring Roselyn for the first time.

"Do you want to see how I did it with others? That's what you're so desperate to see?" John yelled gripping more intensely around her wrists that it hurt.

"Yes," Roselyn murmured out and John's pupils' widened, he completely lost his senses and anger was driving him completely insane.

He pushed her toward the bed, "then I will show you so maybe just then you will stop blurting out words and saying terrible things to me!" He yelled at her few inches afar from her mouth. He was so furious but a thrill ran through her spin, his raise of voice intensified her curiosity even more and she had to control herself not to kiss him.

Roselyn nodded and John was seeing red of anger, he could feel the veins in his neck pulsing and his heart racing for the anger.

He pushed her with force backward and then pinned her forcefully against the bed, Roselyn bounced for the strong push but she couldn't stop herself to giggle. John groaned, the laugh fed his anger, his dominant rough side didn't like when someone dared to laugh at his gesture. In a second he jumped on the bed, exactly on Roselyn's body, Roselyn held her breath for the fear he would hit on her but a meticulous perfection his knees were opened and hold on the bed around Roselyn's hips.

"Don't dare to laugh at me," John murmured in a threatening tone of voice and Roselyn started to feel a shiver of fear, "ever," he said again. Roselyn desperately tried to force a kiss by lifting her back and kissing him but John didn't let her kiss him, he pushed her back to the bed brutally pulling Roselyn's hair behind.

"Don't ever dare to say I don't love you." John continued, recalling the words Roselyn blurted out during the dispute.

Before Roselyn tried to move or get free John slipped his trousers and slips down and entered in her so fully and strongly Roselyn had to yell to burn the pain, John's eyes fleshed intensely and Roselyn could barely recognize him anymore he was like another person.

He didn't warn her before entering or he did any foreplay as preparation and she wasn't stretch enough to bear the sudden deep fast and strong thrusts.

Even the color of his skin changed and the way he looked at her wasn't as in trace as normal but it was anger and fury as if he didn't love her.

Now Roselyn regretted having provoked him. But john stretched for the bedside table and grabbed two ropes to tie together Roselyn's wrists, he barely looked at her in her eyes and didn't even talk to her. She asked for it, she had to remind herself that before she would fall in tears for his sudden detachment and coldness.

He tied two very strong knots and Roselyn had to clench her teeth to bear the pain, now she couldn't even move and the tingling feeling was sudden, for the extreme tightened. Roselyn opened her eyes to complain but didn't make it in time to say a word as John already put a bandage over her mouth impeding her to speak. Roselyn's heart raced, now she was truly scared, she couldn't recognize him anymore. What happened to the sweet caring john?

Roselyn swallowed down, her curiosity faded away leaving space to fear and concern. John still inside her thrust even more inside and Roselyn complained but her voice was refrained by her bandage.

His fangs went to grip around her neck and Roselyn desperately tried to get out of the bandage until john did it for her.

John thrust once again having Roselyn scream in pain, as his fangs brushed against her neck threatening a sudden entrance. Roselyn held her breath, if before that day she was sure John would never hurt her after today she was seriously preoccupied he did. She shivered at the sharpness of his fangs against her neck to the point she even feared to breathe or swallow.

Above all, she was not stretched for the anxiety and the discomfort she felt so her intimacy was tightened and every thrust he gave Roselyn felt it intensified and was hurting.

John kept brushing through Roselyn's neck making her regret, even more, having insisted so much. Usually, he kissed her neck now he was almost biting it. she could feel his fangs tingling on her delicate skin, Roselyn's breath quickened, fearing John would lose control and sunk those in her skin to bit her and she will die in such a drastic way.

His fangs tapped against her delicate skin and Roselyn's breath quickened, even more, her eyes filled with tears and she begged, "please." She begged in a low voice when she began to feel his fangs slightly sinking inside. But John's dark side was already awakened and a miserable beg could do nothing to stop it, the John she knew and loved disappeared revealing a new side of him she never met before.

Roselyn felt his fangs penetrating inside her neck and provoking her excruciating pain, she tried to whimper her hands to get his fangs away from her neck but her wrists being tied together only provoked her strong pain and she cried in pain once again.

"John!" she called out in tears when from the corner of her eye she saw blood coming out her neck although the wound wasn't severe.

John blinked few times waking up from the trace he was in and when he understood what happened he widened his eyes and rushed to grab a gauze for her neck, he then tapped against her wound and tried to heal it although he knew Roselyn's body would do all the work himself since it was a minimal injury.

Roselyn burst into tears and she glowered at him as she screamed furious, "get me free, now!"

John listened to her orders and got her free from the ropes around her wrists, she had bruises all over.

Once he freed her Roselyn quickly threw away the gauze from her neck and then the bandage she had over her mouth and with eyes still filled in tears she pointed her finger at the door. "Out now!" she said in a chattering broke voice.

John took a breath of relief and he nodded leaving the room in few seconds.

He advised her not to provoke him but she decided to wake up the sleeping dog when she insulted him and denigrate him, he didn't resist anymore and that was the result.

She provoked him and Dod only knew what happened when someone dared to provoke a beast who already struggled to control his anger.