Behind the smile, season 2

He's a...

Y/n's POV
He grabbed my wrists harshly and began dragging me to his car, I couldn't scream for help as he placed a sharp knife just next to my abdominal.

Tears never left my eyes, lips pressed together to prevent me from sobbing. I looked into his eyes...there was no mercy in them...all I could see is hate

Y/n: who are you...

He stopped his steps and looked at me, his deadly glare piercing through my soul as my eyes never left his. His grip on me tightened as I hiss in pain.

Y/n: y-you're hurting me-

He pinned me against the car door and pushed his body on mine. He kept starring at me. The both of us silent...

Taehyung: and I wasn't able to raise my child....

I didn't say anything...he cheated and wants to blame me now? Really?

Y/n: you cheated on me
Taehyung: you didn't let me explain
Y/n: you hurt me
Taehyung: you leave me no choice
Y/n: w-what..?

And everything went black...

I opened my eyes and saw myself tied up in a chair, I looked around the place trying to know where I am. I blink my eyes a few times as my vision is still blurry. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder which made me wide awake. I looked at that person and saw that it's Taehyung.

Y/n: t-Taehyung-ahh please help me out i-
Taehyung: help you? Why?

I stared at him not able to process what's happening. I didn't utter a word and just starred at him.

Taehyung: you were a mafia queen....so smart...and so delicate in your work....no one was able to fool u...Where did it all go? Is it because of taeyi? You lost everything y/n...I won't even let you see your own child

His glare was never leaving his eyes as he placed his hands on my neck chocking me

Y/n: t-taeh-
Taehyung: and you......you're going to suffer just like I did...but with a little bit of spice
Y/n: a-a-a little b-bit of spice..?

Taehyung smirked and chocked me harder making me run out breath and struggle

Taehyung: I'm going to kill you slowly...and softly....

He lets me go and leaves as I pant to catch my breath again. I watched him leaving as I teared up

Y/n: w-why...

(I'm sorry for the short part, I promise for a way longer one soon)