Shadows of desire : SVT

(6) Stay Here

Yuri POV

After Hoshi and Jeonghan left, a guard brought me my breakfast. I ate it quietly and took the medicine that was kept beside my table, noting the timings of when to take them. As I ate, my mind wandered to my life and how everything had changed so drastically.

The door opened, revealing Jeonghan, and behind him, a man who exuded a scary and intimidating presence. Jeonghan broke the silence, "Yuri, this is our leader, Scoups. He wanted to meet you. And I'll now leave because I don't have time to chitchat. Bye."

With that, Jeonghan turned on his heel and left the room, leaving Yuri alone with Scoups. She felt a knot tighten in her stomach as Scoups approached, his gaze piercing and unreadable.

Fear gripped me. The guys didn't seem bad, but all the men I had met until now were terrible. Could these men be any worse?

I was about to get up when I stumbled, and Scoups caught me in his arms. We looked into each other's eyes, and for a moment, everything else faded away. My heart raced, but he quickly steadied me and guided me to the leader's office.

The leader looked imposing and stern. I was trembling with fear as he gestured for me to sit down in front of .

"How's your health?" the leader asked, his voice surprisingly gentle.

I managed to stammer, "I'm... I'm feeling better, thank you."

Scoups sat down across from Yuri, his eyes never leaving hers. "Jeonghan told me you want to go home," he began, his voice calm but firm.Yuri nodded hesitantly.

"Yes, I... I just want to go back to my home and Work."Scoups leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips.

"You think you can just walk out of here and everything will be fine? Let me enlighten you about a few things."

He paused, his expression growing more serious. "You know too much about us now. Our faces, our location. That's a risk we can't afford."She swallowed hard, fear creeping up her spine. "I won't say anything, I promise."Scoups chuckled, shaking his head. "Promises mean nothing in our world, Yuri. But i have a option for you.

He leaned forward, his eyes piercing. "First option: I release you, and you go back to your parents. But remember, they sold you once. They will likely continue to mistreat you, and you might end up in an even worse situation."

I felt a chill run down my spine. The thought of returning to my abusive parents was terrifying.

"Second option," he said, "you stay here under our shadow You won't have your freedom, but you will be safe from those who wish to harm you. You will have to follow our rules and earn our trust, but I can't guarantee you my members you need to handle them yourselves."

I was overwhelmed. Neither option seemed like freedom, but at least staying here offered some protection.

"Think about it carefully," he said, his tone serious. "Your decision will shape your future. Choose wisely."