[✅]My Mafia Boyfriend | K.sy Hoshi ff.

✶ Chapter 8 . .

Sana and I turned toward the door, where a man dressed in all black had appeared. Panic surged through me. "Where is Han Yuri?" he asked in a chilling tone.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. "She's not-"

"I'm Han Yuri. What do you want from me?" I confessed, trying to gather my courage.

"The Red Wolves need you."

"Need me for what?"

"They need to talk to you about something."

"I'm not going."

Before I could walk away, he forcefully grabbed my wrist and shot me in the waist. Darkness quickly overcame me, and the last thing I heard was Sana calling my name.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a dimly lit, spacious room. Strangely, I wasn't restrained in any way. Sana was nearby, and I hurried over to her side.

"Sana! Sana!"

She slowly opened her eyes, and panic swept over her as she took in our unfamiliar surroundings. "Oh my gosh, Yuri, we need to get out of here-"

The door swung open, revealing a man. "Hey! You, get up!" he ordered, pointing at Sana.

"What do you want from her?" I interjected, my voice quaking with fear.

His attention turned to me, and he pressed me against the wall. I struggled against his tight grip, my heart racing. "Mind your own business. Don't interfere," he hissed into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I tried to break free from his hold, using all my strength to push him away. A surge of adrenaline coursed through me, and my instincts kicked in. I managed to land a hard kick to his knee, causing him to momentarily loosen his grip. I used the opportunity to shove him with all my might, sending him stumbling back.

He then took Sana away, and minutes later, her screams echoed through the room. Desperation and fear consumed me. Tears streamed down my face as I realized this situation was spiraling out of control. This could be the end. I sobbed, feeling like death was imminent.

Trembling with dread, I heard a familiar voice call my name. Soonyoung?

Suddenly, a man entered the room. His gaze locked onto mine. It was the same man who had taken Sana. He grabbed my wrist, his hand stained with blood.

Oh no...

Is this the end?

He ushered me into another room and sat me down in a chair-a chair I recognized all too well.

An electric chair.

Tears fell from my eyes as I realized the horror of the situation. "Please, let me go... I just want to live a normal life... I won't tell anyone... please," I pleaded through sobs.

"Sorry, but we can't do anything about it," a man's voice responded, though it sounded as if he was being coerced.

The chair was triggered, and a surge of electricity coursed through my body. Another man used a sword to cut my clothes and my skin, causing agonizing pain. I groaned, helpless.

Then came the glass. They sliced, threw, and electrocuted me. My cries for mercy fell on deaf ears. Blood dripped from my head to my neck. Bruises and wounds covered me. My nose bled.

I glanced to my left. Sana. Lifeless.

"Yuri... stay strong," she whispered faintly.

Pain consumed every inch of me-head to toe. My vision blurred, and I felt myself fading.

A gun appeared before me, aimed at my heart.

My end.

A voice broke through, one I didn't recognize.

"STOP RIGHT NOW!"