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Chapter 46

Jungkook curled up in her bed with her in his arms. She had lost too much weight; she didn't even look like herself. She rolled over and wrapped her arms around him. He just held her and ran his hands down her back until he fell asleep. 

She woke up in the middle of the night screaming; this was the first time this had happened. Usually, when she has a nightmare, she wakes up. She's never screamed like this; this was a pure terror scream. Yoongi ran into the room, as tears were streaming down her face. 

Yoongi ran to her bed and put his hands on her shoulders. "You're okay, Kitten. You're safe. I promise."

She looked at him with tears streaming down her face, "Yoongi?" She whispered.

"Yes, Kitten, it's me. It was just a bad dream. Go back to sleep." He leaned forward and kissed her on her forehead. He wiped her tears away and then got up to leave.

"Don't go, please."

Yoongi looked at Jungkook, who looked hurt. He knew the younger was upset that she wanted him. But it wasn't him that she wanted; it was her Dad. Yoongi was just the only one that she told her secrets to. "Okay, Kitten, I'll stay." He crawled into the bed on her other side. "JK, hand me your phone." He did so without question. The elder downloaded the book and handed it back to him. "Read this to her."

Jungkook looked at him confusedly, but he did as Yoongi asked. "The villagers of Little Hangleton still called it the Riddle House, even though it had been many years since the Riddle family had lived there." She visibly relaxed and curled into him. He wrapped his arms around her body and kept reading. She was asleep before he finished the chapter. 

"She didn't want me, JK; she wanted this. She comes to my office because that's what she did with her father when she had nightmares; I happen to have the only office in this house. When it was truly awful, he'd read Harry Potter to her."

"Thank you, thank you for letting me help her."

Yoongi reached over and squeezed Jungkook's arm. "She should be okay. I'm going to head back to bed."

It took a few weeks for her to stop walking around like a zombie and to stop having terrible nightmares every night. She still had them; they just weren't as bad. The guys noticed that she slept better if it wasn't completely dark in their rooms, so those adorable men bought nightlights so she'd feel more comfortable sleeping in their beds.

"We need to tell her, we can't keep them locked down there forever."

"Why not Hobi? They did it to her for years."

"I know that I only joined the force because you wanted a man on the inside, but I am a cop, and I can only blindly ignore so much Yoongi."

"When she's ready, I'll tell her. I promise, just not yet."

"Tell me what?"

They both turned around and looked at her. Yoongi's face softened. "Kitten, you aren't ready."

Bea snorted, held her hand out towards Hobi, and snapped her fingers, "Hand me your knife."

"Doll, you can't torture him for information." Hobi was speaking softly, but it didn't work.

"Watch me," she was fast; she moved faster than they expected. But what else was new? She had his gun out of his holster, the safety off, and pointed at him. "Back up, now."

His hands were up, and he backed up to the counter; Bea aimed the gun at Yoongi, "Tell me now."

"Would you shoot me, kitten?"

"If you don't tell me, probably." She scoffed. "Jimin, you can stop trying to sneak up on me. You may be an assassin, but I'm better than you."

"Jesus, she is good," Jimin laughed from behind her. He went to stand next to Hobi with a massive grin on his face.

Yoongi sighed and said, "We have your mother and sister downstairs. We've been waiting for you to get better so you could decide what you wanted to do with them."

She flipped the gun around and handed it back to Hobi. "Now, was that so hard?" she asked Yoongi with more snark than she should have.

"Someone is forgetting her place in this house."

Bea smirked, "No, Sir, I know exactly where my place is. In your bed and moaning your name, right?"

Jimin started laughing so hard that he fell out of the chair he had just sat down in. "Lord, you should see your face, Yoongi."

He stood up, grabbed her hand, and dragged her to his room. "I know you want to see them, and I'll take you. But clearly, you are all better now, and after that little stunt, I need you."

She didn't say a word; she just looked at him. "Don't push me, kitten; it's been too long since I've heard you screaming my name in pleasure." He pulled her towards his bed, and before he pushed her down, he ripped off Joon's shirt, "no underwear, kitten? You were waiting for me."

Bea snorted; this man. "No, I'm not wearing any panties because Joon ripped them off right before he pounded into me and worked me through 3 orgasms."

Yoongi's eyes narrowed at her, "when did you start sleeping with them again?"

She sat up and grabbed the back of his head, she pulled him down towards her so she could whisper in his ear "I've fucked every single one of them multiple times over this past week, except you. I thought you knew everything that went on in this house?" Then she nipped his ear lobe and giggled just a bit.

"Oh, kitten, you might not see our prisoners today just for that."

Bea frowned, "and why is that Yoongi?"

He smirked; he knew what that did to her. He pulled his shirt out of his pants, then loosened his tie and laid it on the bed next to her. She was mesmerized; she just watched him unbutton the shirt. He tossed it on the dresser behind him and undid his belt. "Because tonight, Kitten, you aren't leaving my bed."