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#3- imagines (9/27/19)
#3- min (5/6/20)
BOOK TWO IS OUT...
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(Warning: Kidnapping and mentions of rape)
Dangerous is an understatement. Park Jimin was ruthless. He was known as the next Ted Bundy. The only thing is, police could never catch him. He was sneaky and cunning. There was never a trace besides a trail a dead bodies. Police could use that as evidence but the bodies were random and spread out through time. There was nothing they could do. He was a ghost.
You heard about him but you weren't scared though. His main target were white and Asian decent women. You were felt bad for the families yes but you weren't feeling threatened.
You were walking in the city. It was such a lovely day. You were just letting the sun kiss your skin and chilling when a man walks up to you. He was very handsome yet something about him looked familiar but you couldn't put your finger on it.
"Excuse me but, can you tell me where the city Square is?" He asks and you hum.
"I'm actually heading there now, you can follow me."
As you both walked you made small talk. He was very easy to talk to and a great listener. Once you both made it to the square he thanks you and you both go your separate ways.
You stayed out late til it was around ten at night. You walk to your apartment when you felt the feeling of being watched. You kept looking around yet saw no one suspicious.
"This is weirding me out." You say and continue walking.
As you pass an alleyway, someone pulls you in and you scream as you struggle against him before he hits you hard across the head with something metal and all you see is black.
When you come to you're at a hotel room handcuffed to the bed. You groan and look around and see the same man you walked with sitting in the chair watching you. You noticed that your clothes were ripped and torn and also messy.
"Did you-"
"I did." He says and the feeling of throwing up instantly wash over you.
"You sick freak!"
"Watch your mouth!" His voice booms and you stay quiet.
"Please just let me go." You say quietly and he stays silent and gets up and walks over to you and sits at the edge of the bed, running his finger tips over your leg. You try to move your leg but it was trapped as well.
"So mesmerizing" He says quietly and continues to run his fingers over your body as tears stream down your face.
"You see I don't normally go for Black women. Nothing wrong with black women, just never gave the thought a chance of time...until I met you." He explains quietly and looks at you.
"You changed my mind. The way the sun kissed your skin, your beautiful smile. Your eyes, just everything. I couldn't pass up the moment. But I won't kill you just yet...no no.. I will make sure I cherish you." He explains and it dawns on you.
