Innocently Guilty [EDITING]

《25.2》

"So, HyoJoo-ssi. Who was the little bird who told you about us and our little business games?"

Taehyung's voice was sultry and smooth and so, so manipulative.

He carried a sweet smile that could make anyone fall for his deceiving lies. He is the type to elude trust and make anyone think they can let go around him, until he gets what he wants and stabs them in the back.

Han had to remind herself this was no more than child's play for the pair and no matter what, she couldn't fall for their little tricks.

She laughed, the pain on her finger worsening, but she just couldn't help but laugh at the moment.

This whole situation was absurd to the point it was actually hilarious.

Jungkook arched an eyebrow.

And they said he was the maniacal one.

"May we know what's so funny, HyoJoo-ssi?"

Said woman just laughed louder, throwing her head back as her lungs started to burn from the excessive amount of laughter, and yet she couldn't hold it and just laughed louder, the sound resonating through the concrete walls.

"Sweetheart, I'm getting annoyed."

"Me, too."

The loud sound of skin slapping against skin was heard and the laughter stopped.

HyoJoo was now facing to the side, some of hair covering her face as Jungkook stood in front, rubbing his palm slightly.

The woman scoffed as she turn back to face the couple, shaking her head to the side to get the hair off of her face, revealing the red and irritated skin on her cheek.

"What? They never taught you not to hit a woman?" HyoJoo's voice sounded in a mixture of sarcasm and anger as she glared at the younger.

"And they never taught you when to stop laughing? Now, answer the goddamn question."

Han just chuckled and turn to look at Taehyung, who was seemingly unaffected by everything and was simply leaning back on the chair as he looked up front.

"Make me."

"Oh, believe me. We are."

Nail after nail, Jungkook kept torturing the tied woman. Her lips where bleeding from how hard she chewed on them to keep herself from screaming. Her eyes were all red and stingy, but she refused to cry.

When he ran out of nails to remove, he proceeded to more extreme measures.

"I see you won't talk. Then how about we play with one of my favorite toys?"

Taehyung slid the bag towards the younger and he took out what looked like a mix between scissors and a clip.

"Let me change the question a little. How did these people contact you?"

She gave off a small smile. "What people?"

"Oh, you know perfectly fine what people I'm talking about."

"I have no fucking clue." She smiled again.

Her expression turned into one of absolute pain and she let a loud scream, a tear escaping her eye.

Jungkook held the amputated finger in between their faces, smirking at it.

"What a nice finger. However, it's missing its nail."

He let the extremity fall to the ground.

Han was starting to get dizzy as the smell of iron reached her nostrils and she quickly glanced at her bleeding hand, missing her pinky.