𝐃. 𝐋. 𝐒. || 𝐊.𝐓𝐇 ✓

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A part of me is in denial. No matter how hard I try to wrap my mind around everything, it still feels like a dream.

Sitting across the long table, I face him and have no clue how to react.

He drinks wine out of a glass, drinking as if a king. He doesn't once act shy or nervous around me; he's good around women.

The room is shaded in red. The dark, blood-colored walls shine against the lit candles that surround the gothic atmosphere.

"I'm going to do something different with you," he suddenly speaks while standing from his seat and leaving his half-emptied plate.

I, on the other hand, was starved, so my plate was so clean it looked as if it just got taken out of the dishwasher.

"Come with me," he stands next to me, outstretching his hand.

Hesitantly, I slide my hand over his and let him take me somewhere into the unknown. 

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The sight is breathtaking. Shining high above is the full moon, casting down its rays of brightness over the world. Stars of every kind surround the sky, and for once in my life, I kind of regretted living in such a large city; stars have never shown unless the power went out. I notice the large pool that has colorful lights underneath the water. The light changes from purple to dark blue where it remains that same color.

When I face him, I nearly jump when I notice he's been staring at me. How long has he been watching?

"I'm going to explain two scenarios to you. One, you decline my offer, and I'll call my men to come here and finish the job. Two, you become mine. Those are your only two options, so you need to be deciding by tonight." He speaks bluntly.

"I'll explain how everything will go if you decide to stay here. First of all, you will work for me, you will obey me, and you will never ever leave me, got it? My girls have a sisterhood agreement, and if anyone is caught breaking the rules, they tell me before anyone else, so I will expect the same coming from you if you choose to stay here."

"If you decide to become mine, you will do various jobs for me. My girls have specific work—each one does jobs that are more fitting for her. I have numerous amounts of jobs to offer you, so surely one will be to your liking." He admits while taking off his robe and letting it fall to the ground.

He starts walking to the steps of the pool, but thankfully, he leaves his black boxers on—even though that's the only piece of clothing on his body. I already know he's being cautious about how he acts towards me. He wants me to choose option two, but why?

"What would you assign me to do if I were to stay here and become yours?" My tone settles for a moment. I walk towards the pool and sit down on the ground, letting my legs dangle in the water while he swims towards me.

When he comes up from the water, he's soaked. His hair is wet and dripping everywhere. He comes towards me, rests his arms on the higher surface, and faces me curiously.

"To be honest, I have the perfect job for you, but I'll have to put a gag order on you. This can only be between us." He pushes himself up from the water and begins getting out. "However, I won't tell you until you decide—"

"I choose option two," his eyes widen. He stops his movements and turns toward me. "If my only other option is death, then I choose option two. I know it might sound stupid, but I want to live, and I will go through any means necessary to live for another day."

His chuckle catches me off guard when he continues to get out of the pool. "You're definitely different. You're not going to cry and beg for me to let you go? Try and bribe me with money?"

I just shake my head. "I have nothing to offer, and I hate begging." I'm telling the truth, and it seems like he notices it too.

"Fine, but if you're serious, we have to run through a couple of things first." He admits while turning back around to face me. "However, I want to know your name before we begin," he admits.

"It's Ada,"

He shakes his head in an agreeing manner. "It suits you," he pauses, "I'm Kim Taehyung, but we'll have a more serious conversation on what you'll be calling me later on. For now, let's head upstairs."

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I don't know what he meant by that, but now, the picture is becoming clearer. I sit on the edge of his red, satin bed while the shower water rains in the connected bathroom.

He's showering, and to be honest, I have no idea what I got myself into. However, at least I'll be alive. No one ever knows the choices they would make until put into dangerous situations like this. I'm terrified of what my life will be from this day onwards, but I will breathe, I will eat, I will sleep, and although I may not be technically living, I will be alive, and that is what matters.

When the shower water stops, I can feel my heart beating against my bones, and I try to calm down before he walks back into this bedroom, which so happens to be his.

The golden handle on the bathroom door moves down when he opens the door and steps out. He wears a white, bathroom robe and smirks when he sees me.

"Since you didn't try to leave, you passed my test. It seems like you know who you belong to now." His words cause me to shut my eyes. I don't want to be looked at as a piece of property or an item. I'm a person, not a thing.

"Hey," he steps towards me and grabs my chin to make me face him. My eyes meet his, and his serious expression changes to one full of amusement. "When I talk, you respond." I begin to nod my head, but the pressure his fingers have on my chin makes me stop. "Use your words,"

"I understand. I belong to you," he smiles widely enough that I can feel the fear pooling around my body, but it's too late to back out now. I'm scared, but death scares me even more.

He parts his lips and speaks with a deep tone.

"If you want to be one of my girls, then you have one requirement,"

"That is?" I ask uncertainty, feeling my heart beat faster when he slides his thumb across my bottom lip.

"Seduce me,"

And in this very moment, I know that my life is now over. I am his, and no matter how much I wish I could go back and decide not to go to the club, I can't turn back the clock.

This is my future—he is my lifeline, and if I misstep, everything will come crashing down in an instant.

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This is a little bit darker than my other stories, but trust me, the plot shapes everything.

I will admit that at first, I wasn't sure where this plot would go, but after spending a little while thinking, I believe I have a plot that hopefully you'll enjoy!

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