Dark Romance!
"I-I love him," she stammered, shivering under his intense gaze. But his whisper sent shivers down her spine. "But I love you," he said, his smirk hinting at a dark intention that left her numb.
"Leave me! I'm not yours!" she protested...
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Author's pov:
The poor soul slowly opened her eyes, trying to adjust to the sudden attack of light while blinking her eyes. She looked around her room, finding herself in different surroundings. She was in a bedroom, not her own.
She sighed, closing her eyes as she remembered how Jungkook confessed all the painful truth to her. She could already feel tears welling in her eyes as she continued thinking about it.
She felt tired, with everything that was happening. She hugged her knees and rested her face on them. Staring at the wall, she didn't know when tears sprang to her eyes. A cracked sob left from her mouth as she cried. Everything was so out of her control. She didn't know what to do except crying. So she cried and cried until she fell asleep again.
She woke up with a headache. She didn't know how much time must have passed. She sighed for the ninth time, thinking what she should do. Even a minute barely passed.
She looked around the room, still on the bed. She realized this room was way more huge than hers.
The penthouse itself seemed to be so big, spacious, every corner of it radiating money and luxury.
Y/n's eyes roamed around the room. She saw how it had a smoke-grey-themed wall. If she wasn't brought forcefully here, she would admit that it was all so beautiful.
But as of now, she felt as if she were locked in a cage, felt as if she couldn't even breathe without his words choking her, felt as if she will die sooner or later. It all screamed nothing but danger.
She sat up on the bed and checked her shoulder, hands, and legs, all injured because of the kidnapping and also because of Jungkook's harshness on her. It was perfectly bandaged. Her dress was new and clean, no doubt someone must have changed it.
She looked up, feeling someone's presence and saw three staff were standing near her. She backed away a little. She didn't even hear a single sound of anyone coming. The door must be opened, she thought.
"Miss, are you okay now? Young master told us to settle you in this new room of yours after you passed out. I changed your clothes and bandaged you. Your health is still not fine so please, don't move much." One of them said.
"Y-you changed my clothes?" She asked, stuttering.
"Yes mam, Sir told us to take care of you!" Another one said.
Y/n became confused. She put her hand on her chin, not being able to understand what is he really trying to do. Does he really want her to stay with him?
She still remembered each word he said last night clearly. Everything hits her hard again! She could already feel bad butterflies swarming in her stomach. It was clear. He wants her to stay with him, in this hell. Alone! In this cage. She understood his plans then.
