BTS Kidnapped!

BTS Kidnapped! Part Forty-Eight by Sandra & Kaelyn

[Author's Note-For reasons I have not been able to figure out, I was unable to completely copy in some of Jimin's dialogue even after deleting and doing a whole new copy and paste. So I had to go in and re-add the dialogue. The author begs your forgiveness.]

Once Taehyung had been led away Sven turned to the door of the room that held his jewel, his new plan starting to bloom. If Dorian Foley wanted to betray the Ivchenko's that was fine, but Sven knew how to fight the dirtiest of fights and he swore on everything he was that the rat would not make it out of this fortress alive.

Securing the phone that was in his pocket so that it would be untraceable Sven slowly opened the door, just barely stepping in as he considered the man on the bed, a small smile creeping onto his lips.

"Oh Jimin-ah," he purred, pretending to be sad. "I have missed you, my jewel. Have you missed me?"

Jimin slowly registered the voice speaking to him and sat up to look at the man before him, nodding his head morosely.

"Have you been a good boy like I asked?" Sven cooed.

Jimin only nodded again, holding his bear tight.

"Have you reflected on your actions? Can you tell me what you did wrong?"

Jimin looked into Sven's face then back to the floor before he whispered softly, "I touched chagiyah's laptop and then I lied about it. I'm really sorry and I will be good from now on, I promise."

The words choked Jimin and for a second, he thought he might actually throw up. He was disgusted by this sick game that Sven wanted him to play. But the more child-like he acted the softer it seemed to make Sven, keeping his temper in check.

Since writing the letter and Mathan's visit Jimin had become aware of a subtle shift in his own mind. A shadow overtaking him. He would push for Mathan to get the others out, to find a way for them to escape this nightmare. And when they were gone from this place, that would be the moment that Jimin would strike...he would leave this world.

From lowered lashes Jimin glared at Sven with hate-filled eyes as he promised himself that when he died he was taking Sven with him.

This was the promise he repeated over and over as he wrapped tight arms around the Russian tilting his face up to accept Sven's kiss.

After leaning in for a quick kiss from his jewel Sven pulled back and smiled.

"I am pleased that you understand what you did wrong, jewel...it makes me very sad having to punish you like that."

Leaving Jimin standing where he was Sven sat down at the small desk and pulled the cell phone from his pocket sitting it in clear view of the young man.

"You were in the wrong, but you accepted your punishment and have learned your lesson so now...you shall have a reward."

Sven pushed the phone to the edge of the deck closest to Jimin.

"You may take this phone that is untraceable and call anyone that you wish. You will have ten minutes to speak to them once the call is answered, after that the signal will be scrambled. You will be alone, so you may tell them anything you wish."

Jimin looked at the phone as his breath caught in his throat and he wondered if this was just a trap...another sick game he was to play with the monster in the room.