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a well-known mafia gang is in town, the boyz, terrifying every citizen of seoul. but one night, the one everyone thought that they were gone, a girl with no apparent secrets, han chaewon will be confronted to them.
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♤han chaewon♤
once they all left, the blond guy made a step forward. he seemed to be more calm in the way he was acting, i hadn't moved since juyeon and changmin entered the room, and i was now wondering how many men were in there. feeling slightly uncomfortable with that thought, i started to play with my fingers as i waited for a conversation to start.
whipping my head to the side when i heard someone yell, the shout was coming from the outside, the window. there was a window in my room.
"i know you didn't want to be there, so maybe if you behave well, we'll let you go in the garden." the man told me, to be honest, i was half-listening to what he said. i was absorbed by this, i wasn't free anymore. i felt something in my stomach, an unknown pain was torturing my mind. i couldn't explain it, but my kidnapping surely had something to do with it.
"i just want to live normally." i replied with honesty, he hummed softly, giving me a small smile. i didn't smile back. i couldn't. i could barely understand what was happening, so it wasn't a time to smile.
i hugged myself, turning around because i was uneasy with his presence. again, i was lost in my thoughts.
"you know, you were just at the wrong place, at the wrong time. i'm not blaming you, and i wish we can be friends, after all." he sent me a smile, which was unexpected for me. for sure he wasn't like the others. although, i didn't want to befriend him. he was a mafia. and even if he seemed to be kind, i couldn't see his true self. i couldn't trust him either, like i said he was still a mafia. spare me the said wise lecture. i scoffed mentally, and this resulted in a long stare directed at him. "if you need me-"
"i won't need you." i said blunty, cutting him off as he slowly put his hands in his pockets. seeing how disappointed he seemed to be, i also started to feel weird, he didn't look kind anymore.
silence. everything was too silent for me, knowing that something would happen when the man made a step towards me. the panic took over my body, my throat drying itself.
"okay then, if you really don't want any of my sympathy. i was maybe the only one ready to treat you right, because you had just got here, but since you want to make everything complicated, i will let you do it." he shrugged and walked in my direction. i didn't move, even if scared was a soft word to describe the state i was in. my heart went crazy, almost detaching itself from my thoracic cage. "you were mean and aggressive."
after he said that, he finally reached me, and with a movement of his arms, he shoved me violently, ending in me falling on the floor pathetically, my head banging against the wall loudly. this one move reminded me of the contract i signed. i started to really regret doing it. i should have died. feeling the previous pain from my kidnapping coming back, i whined loudly as i held onto my weak knees and my now hurted head.
"i- i'm sorry…" i said, trying not to cry, but my sparkling eyes couldn't lie. that odd feeling of doing something wrong was trapping me in a secondhand guilt.
"don't be. you deserve it. it's your choice." with that harsh answer from him, he left the room. his departure was announced by the slam of the door.
still shocked by what happened, i was left alone, but honestly it wasn't that bad. massaging my leg, i sat on the bed. the covers were incredibly soft. the red satin of the mattress made me feel like i was in heaven, but i wasn't of course. literally called by the bed, i fell asleep quickly, even with my aching leg.
i was so hurted. how could i be in this situation? what the hell did i do to endure this? i was now facing the hard-to-swallow reality. there was no turning back, at least not for now.
♤ji changmin♤
as i was playing with the ends of my shirt like a depressed child, jacob came into the living room, visibly furious about something, and if i guessed right, this something was han chaewon. i could rarely have the occasion to see jacob that angry, he used to be someone who is able to control his emotions.
"she is so damn irritating.." he let out under his breath, rolling his eyes full of tantrums. looking at him closely, i smirked to myself and stood up from the couch.
"i personally find her interesting. chanhee is doing some research on her, i think it can be fun." i patted his shoulder and he sighed. the back of his arm rubbing his forehead, he brushed my hand off.
he was definitely enraged. his hands were shaking, showing how angry he was. i decided to not push him more. i knew that our new prisoner could be the start of new problems, but i couldn’t imagine it would be the first day. but the real problem was : jacob was hurted.
"i locked her inside her room, i stole the key from her." jacob said bitterly and grabbed one of my hands, placing the golden key inside it.
i looked up and i stared at him with a frown.
"what do you want me to do with it?" i asked as he stepped back and shrugged slightly. he was lucky to be older, i would slap him across the face if he wasn't.
this was annoying.
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