Please read from the beginning if you haven't already.

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KILLUA'S POV:

Y/N refuses to talk to me. Why can't she see I'm doing this for her? I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.

'It's been three days since I brought her here, and no progress is showing. If she doesn't cooperate in the next four days, I will force her to love me,' I thought.

If you know what I'm saying.

Lately, my "urges" have been getting stronger, but I keep them under control. But I don't know when I'll crack. I'll try today if she is able to open up again. I opened the door to her room and see Y/N blankly staring into space. It is so cute.

The sound of the door closing behind me gets her attention and she immediately stiffens. She may hate me now, but soon she will love me. I'll make sure of it.

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YOUR POV:

Killua walked over. I already know the drill. He'll try to make conversation, but I won't say a word.

"Please . . . I just want to talk," he whispers. Ha, he wishes.

"Do you need anything?"

'Yes, for you to let me go, but you're too delusional to see that I really don't want to be here.'

As tempting as it was to speak your mind, you kept your mouth shut. Killua suddenly had a furious look on his face. He grabbed the end of your shirt.

"You will speak to me, Y/N. You will submit to me. I'll give you four days. If you don't by then, I'll make you become mine."

The abrupt mood change shook you, but you still keep a strong tone. "So you're forcing me to do something if I don't do it?"

"I'm giving you so much time." He ignored your question which ticks you off.

"You're basically saying I don't have a freaking choice anyway if it's going to end up with the same result! If I give in, I give in. If I don't you'll force me to! What is this?!"

"I thought you may realize that you belong to me, and that would save a lot of time." You glowered at him, then you realized something.

"And what would happen if I miraculously became yours?" you sneer. He responds with a devilish grin. "Well if you submit, you won't ever try to escape. You'll listen to everything I say and not object. Everything," he emphasized. "Everything I tell you to do you will do. I will own every part of you. Lastly . . . " He pauses. "I will show you my love."

You resisted the urge to throw up when you connected what he meant. "And what if I don't submit?"

"Everything I want you to do can be forcefully done. Do you see what I mean? If you submit, everything will be so much easier for both of us."

You're silent, baffled by his proposal. But you knew one thing for sure. Anything he wanted to do wasn't going to be by your will or submission. Even though things will probably end up the same if you agree or not, you weren't going to throw away your pride.

"You have four days, my love." Without warning, he smashes his lips onto yours.

You make a strange squeaking noise in surprise. Before you can struggle, he pulls away. "I can't wait until you're finally all mine, Y/N."

When he goes in for another kiss, you bit his tongue as hard as you could. He jerks back and his hand reaches for your face. You flinch, thinking he's going to slap you. However, he only cups your cheeks and grins.

"Ouch," he murmurs, but he doesn't show any signs of pain. Then he stares at you for a second. You're frozen by looking at his blue eyes that seem to sparkle and hold the darkest secrets.

"You know that I will never hurt you, right?" His blue orbs pierce into your body. You managed to make a response.

"That's kind of ironic coming from you."

He clenches his teeth. "I already said so many times, we belong together, and you can just give in."

"I'll never do that in a million years."

"I would wait for you."

"You know what? My parents, friends, my boyfriend, the police . . . they will find you."

His mood switches again. He looks so scary that you try to look away, but you can't because his hands tighten on your cheeks.

"What did you just say?"

"I said that they will find you . . . ?"

"Not that! You have a boyfriend?"

It hit you. You kicked yourself for being so dumb for saying that. The reason for doing so was mostly because after all of these days, you still didn't believe Killua "loved" you. You just thought he was some sadistic psychopath, so you didn't see the harm of mentioning your boyfriend. You also didn't think much of it then. From the look on his face, you regretted it now.

"Um, just forget it," you quickly say.

"I'm killing that bastard! You're mine and only mine!"

"What?!"

"Y/N, what is his name and where does he live? Or where are his current whereabouts?"

"Like I would tell you!"

His eyes narrow. "Did you guys have sex?"

"Huh?! What's with all these questions?"

"Answer me!"

Fear crawls up your spine.

"No! Of course not."

Killua calms down a bit, then gets tensed again. "Are you a virgin?"

You can't help but blush at that. "I'm not answering that! That doesn't concern you!"

"Actually it does. When I go back to kill your boyfriend, I might have to take more people down."

"You're insane. Don't you dare touch my boyfriend or anyone."

"So tell me. Are you a virgin? If you do not answer me, I will also murder every male involved in your life, including your dad. And trust me, I have my ways to figure out stuff about you."

You give up immediately. "Fine! I'm a virgin."

"Good. I have to be your first."

You didn't stop the disgusted expression. "You are not going to be my first or anything."

"We'll see about that." He wraps you in a hug.

"Don't touch my boyfriend, or I will kill you," you growl.

He only laughs at your attempt to intimidate him. "Are you really in the position to say that?"

"I won't talk to you ever again if you do anything to him!" you screamed.

He sighs. "I'll do anything to keep us together even if it means you giving me the silent treatment. Besides, I doubt you can ignore me forever. I mean, who's going to feed you and take care of you?"

You had no choice now. You gulped and bit back your pride. This was your trump card. In the most timid and pathetic tone possible you said, "But . . . I'll be sad if you kill him. Very sad. Maybe I won't be able to ignore you, but I'll be very upset and angry. How about this . . . I won't love him anymore! I promise. It will only be you and I. I just don't want any death to occur. Please . . ." Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes.

He looked shocked, then hid his emotion. "Okay! Just stop giving me that face. I won't do anything!"

"Yay! Thank you!" You wanted to throw up for thanking him, but you were trying to keep people alive here.

At that moment you swore to yourself that you would use all of your power to prevent anyone's death. You weren't going to have blood on your hands.

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KILLUA'S POV:

I felt guilty for lying, but I had to rip off anyone's head off if they ever touched my Y/N. The past, present, and future are all the same. I'm sorry, Y/N. This is for the best.

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Well this chapter was certainly uncomfortable to write. Anyway, this is how it's going to be. For the POV's, it can be in first, second, or third to make it easier for different scenes. Your POV would probably always be in second, but for Killua he'll probably switch between first and third. Bye, and thanks for reading!

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