𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 || J.JK

33

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THERE U GO A DOUBLE UPDATE, ENJOY!

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Being stroked gently during sleep is the best kind of relaxation, and that's what Hazel felt right now.

Cold fingers capering in a mellow rhythm on Hazel's skin; a tingling sensation erupting down her spine, making Hazel smile in relish.

Soon the soft touch traced down the scars on her neck, caressing her once ruptured skin with ardour, diminishing all her tension away with those tender tingles.

Overwhelmed by the pleasant sensation that washed over her slackening body, Hazel sighed deeply, exhaling all the negative energies out; all she wanted to do was to enjoy the furore of this explicit sooth.

The fondle deepened, so did the emollient inside Hazel; she could feel Jungkook's stroke getting stronger.

It took a while for the half sleeping lass to process that the tingles were now jumping on to the next level, out of the comfort zone.

The touch that was once soporific now changed, the palliative aspect was no more.

The touch got intense, and so did Hazel, the fingers that were once kissing her neck now started to bite; the nails that were once tickling her neck now attempted to dig in, grazing her skin red. The fingers that were cold now felt hot, burning hot.

Jungkook's nails scraped so hard on Hazel's scars as if they desired to peel the skin off, wanting to feel her blood squirting out from the soon to be laceration.

All of the harsh scrape made Hazel groan in pain, earning a chuckle from Jungkook.

"Rise and shine...." there was a demonic ascend in Jungkook's note; his voice becoming heavier, atrocious and powerful.

This made Hazel bolt her eyes open within a second, breath already evaporated from her disturbed body, seized in fatigue.

Immediately, the head that was resting on the chest of her husband a minute ago shot up, only to scour Jungkook looking away from her to the outside view passing by the moving car.

"J-Jungkook...." a gasp of tremor wrangled its way out from her pale lips.

"Yes....." Hazel's heart calmed down a bit, Jungkook was there, but her protector's voice sounded oddly heavy?

Nearing her hand towards Jungkook's turned face, Hazel pulled his face to hers.....only to get greeted fear.....it was him.

It wasn't Jungkook, it was Shaw.

"My dear,"

With his sickening leer deepening, Shaw wrenched Hazel's neck, yanking her towards him.

"Lets go home, my dear," Shaw's emotionless smile suffocated Hazel to the verge of death. Hazel was drowning in the eyes of nothing but darkness; an endless abyss of tarturus.

Her Jungkook wasn't there to save her now.

His loathsome face made Hazel cough hard, but with her lips glistening red; and nose bleeding heavily.

"To our home, my beautiful creation."

Instantly, eyes shot open, estranged from this onerous span, fetching reality as a gruff pant brawled out from Hazel's trembling lips.