"Are you fucking kidding me? You just had to do it!" Negan growled out as he entered the room, and I looked up from my drawing. His shirt was wrong side out, his hair messy as he glared in my direction, and I simply shrugged. "I don't know what you're talking about." I replied innocently with a shrug of my shoulders, and he groaned before slamming the door shut behind him. "How many goddamn times do I have to tell you not to mess with the newcomers?" he continued, referring to the new wives he'd picked up recently. "I didn't say anything this time, just got her ready like the others." I insisted, and he narrowed his eyes even more. "So, you didn't tell the little bitch I like it when women bark like fucking dogs? Because that's what she fucking told me." he stated, irritation lacing his tone as I blinked. "Okay, maybe I joked about it with her, but it's not my fault she was stupid enough to fall for it." I laughed out softly, only to be cut short as he reached for my ankle, yanking me roughly down to the end of the bed where he towered over me. I gulped as his eyes pierced mine in an intense gaze. "I'm tired of this shit, Jolee. No amount of games will get me to stop fucking what's mine, and what's mine is every goddamn woman in this building, including you." he seethed darkly, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. I looked away, holding back the tears that stung my eyes, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing it hurt me. He leaned down, his warm breath hitting my skin as he spoke softly. "Do I have to fuck you until you understand, or will you be a good little girl for daddy?" I sucked in a breath, becoming aroused as he chuckled, nipping at my earlobe in a teasing manner. I closed my eyes as his lips worked their way down to my collarbone, where he reapplied the hickey that was beginning to fade as I whimpered, squirming beneath his large build. He groaned into my neck, "Such a good girl, yeah?" he teased playfully, and I let out a shaky breath as his hands explored my torso roughly. He pinched my nipple through the thin tank top he'd given me to wear, and I gasped when he rolled it between his fingers as he sucked on the skin beneath my ear. He reached his free hand down to rub my entrance through my underwear, chuckling softly. "You're such a dirty little whore, aren't you? Look at that, you're already soaked." he stated in amusement before pushing himself up into a sitting position, leaving me breathless and confused. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he smirked, "Stop messing with my wives." he demanded, turning to open the door, throwing me a wink before leaving the room.

Author's Note: FEEDBACK! I'd love to know if this is worth continuing lol