'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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Trapped in this room, it's been three days. He made me stay in a large room painted with black and grey colours, a big king-sized bed in the middle of the room with a comforter sofa on the end of the bed. A large window on the wall, giving the view of backyard's garden. A walk-in closet with different types of clothes- from dresses to pant shirts and lingeries. It's all just too luxurious, just like a fantasy. But the truth is, I just don't wanna be in this fantasy. It creeps me out to stay here. I want to be back in the coziness of my own room, my home. I want to live my daily routine, instead of being trapped in here; thus hell of a place. It suffocates me. But I don't have a choice.
Letting out a sigh, I look out of the window, reflecting on my life. I'm not allowed to use phone, neither I have any T.V here, so I don't know what's happening out there. I'm sure someone must've tried to contact me. Jungkook... Anna... they must be worried. Harry even if possible.
A knock coming from the other side of the door startles me, taking me out of my reverie. I let the person in and smile gently at Damiana, a lady in her fifties, only person who is genuinely caring and kind towards me. She bows her head to me, giving me respect only because I'm 'his speacial guest'.
She places a dress on the bed and two other maids come behind her in the room, placing a box and some jewellery along with the dress.
"One of his guests is coming, so Master has asked you to get ready in an hour. These ladies will be here to do your hairs and makeup." Damiana lets me know but I just frown. "Guest? Who's coming?" I ask her as she knows almost everything beforehand- hell- he even had told her about my arrival even before I was kidnapped. I also got to know that she was the incharge of making my room ready- arranging my clothes and everything.
"I'm afraid, I can't tell you that, ma'am." She passes me an apologetic look so I just nod my head slightly, sighing internally in annoyance, looking at all the accessories laying on the bed.
'First that jerk had me kidnapped. Then he had me locked up in here. And now he wants me to meet his guests? How ridiculous! Just how pathetic my life can become?'
I want to cry just right here but I keep my tears in, swallow the knot in my throat and pass a smile to the ladies infront of me. "I won't need your help. You can leave... thanks." I give as tight smile as I could muster up through my teary form and they bow me to finally be dismissed.
Just as the door closes, I take in a shaky breath and look at the dress. An elegant black shiny dress with long sleeves, shiny black high heels sitting above the shoebox; matching the dress perfectly and black jem necklace and long matching earrings. I pick the dress up only to see that it's backless. 'I'm definitely not wearing it. Never been my choice.'
The door suddenly opens with such intensity- a hard push, making me whirl around, my heart suddenly beating hard against my chest after a startled moment it endured right now. Moon Oh comes in looking at me amused- noticing that his action just drew the colours off my face. He chuckles, "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you." He snakes his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his hard chest, covered with a flimsy white t-shirt, his tanned and tattooed torso open in view and he pecks my lips with his calloused ones, making me grimace at the touch of his skin against mine.
