'While taking you out of this misery that your life is now bearing, and keeping you by my side until your world starts clearing,
I'll love you unconditionally and will bring you out of your Dark Past, definitely.'
YOUR SAVIOUR, JEON JUNGKOOK
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_THIRD PERSON'S POV_
"I've got the files. Thanks, miss. Kim." Saejin speaks from the other line, on the phone to Y/N. "No problem, sir. Anything else?" Y/N asks slouching in her office chair after sending the important documents to his Boss.
"No. You can wait till further orders. Or I think you can take some days off until we come? What do you say?" She could perceive smile on her boss' face as if he knew what would be her reaction. "I'd absolutely like it, sir!" She chuckles nervously but she was happy. She wants nothing but plenty of rest right now, after the long distance she covered in the plane by travelling from Japan to Korea. She'd landed long ago but came straight away in the company to do her work as quick as possible.
"Alright then! See you after some days."
"Thank you so much, sir! See you." She smiles as soon as he hung up and let out a heavy exhale.
She's missing the presence of Jungkook but that's what she has to do for some days; endure it. Endure the missing of his touch, his voice, his whispers, his undeniably beautiful features, his breathtakingly fragrance; scent of his cologne- His whole presence.
She takes in a shaking breath, shaking her head as if it'd help in distracting her mind from missing Jungkook and she stands up, gathers her stuff, her hand-carry as well as shoulder bag and proceeds towards the office room, shutting the lights off on her way, and makes her way towards the elevator to go down. Once in the foyer, she heads towards the receptionist area to take her suitcase she'd left there when she had came here from the airport as she couldn't carry it all the way up on several floors, where her office is.
She thanks the receptionist lady for taking care of her bag and gets out of the large doors of the company. Chilly breeze of the cold night hits her face, making her shiver but she steps out and down the stairs handling her bags.
She stands on the footpath, away from the company and takes her phone out to search for some uber if situated nearby as she couldn't find any on the road. The road wasn't busy, merely any car passing by at this time of the day.
She was searching around the area on her phone when a black van stopped right in front of her, windows tinted black.
Afraid and confused of what's happening, she backs away but two bulky men step out of the car in a hurry, one comes upto her putting a white cloth on her mouth, holding her from the back tightly and the other grabs the bags from her. A feeling of déjà vu taking over her. Flashbacks of her past passing through her mind, making her drown in her misery and helplessness. She shakes her head vigorously, hitting the arms of the man and kicking violently on the ground and on his legs in attempts to free herself; screaming but all in vain. The man's grip was firm on her and her screams were muffled.
In her futile attempts of escaping the man's grip, she inhales some weird scent of the cloth, as if some drug, her energy fading away and hits becoming less violent. She still tried to stay conscious but due to lack of oxygen and inhaling in of the drug made her weak. Her knees gave in, blurriness seeping in her eyes and soon blackness takes place. Her limbs went numb, hanging down by her sides.
