The Villainess (Bts X Reader)

Chapter 37

1st POV
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My eyes shot open as I freeze.

"Don't you fucking move!"

I slowly turned around and faced Junhui, who had shot the air with his rifle.

'You have guns in this time?!' I exclaimed in my head.

'I thought you knew!'

'How would I know?!'

He then pointed it at me.

There was rage filled in his eyes. He was breathing heavily from running after me. I gulp.

"Don't you dare run away." He threatened.

I just stared back at him, trying to catch my breath.

"You... you can't leave me." He said.

"And you can't just take me away, but here we are." I speak after catching my breath.

"If you come back right now, I'll forgive you." He said.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. I have family, friends, they're all worried about me." I said.

"Then we'll invite them to our wedding." He said, his voice softening a little.

"I'm not getting married."

"I can give you anything you want. I can make you happy." He tried.

"I don't love you, Junhui, so I can never be happy by your side." I slowly moved forward, step by step. "If you truly want to make me happy, then let me go--"

"No, no, NO! You belong to me!" He yelled.

I got alarmed and stepped back.

"I don't belong to anyone, and you know that." I said, avoiding getting him angrier yet not giving him false hopes.

I took another few steps closer to him.

"You will belong to me then. I'll make you mine, even if I have to use force." He said.

He turned the gun around to hit me, but I easily dodge. He swings the gun one more time, but I grabbed it.

"Let go!" He said.

"No! You'll just try and kill me!" I exclaimed.

We fought over the gun. I kicked his legs a few times to throw off his balance, bit I was impressed by how sturdy he was.

Junhui took my idea and placed his foot behind my leg and pushed me fowards. I fell on my back but didn't let go of the gun, so Junhui ended up falling on top of me. He ripped the gun from my hands and threw it behind him.

As I was about to push him way, but he gripped his hands round my throat.

"If I can't have you, no one can." He said, tightening his grip on my throat.