Living with her dad was never intentional. She had been trapped, confined and bound to her dad since the death of her mother. Days at school seemed endless. Repeating in a constant cycle of returning home and heading to school.
Until...
She was capt...
I slowly opened my eyes and yawned. I tried moving my hands, but they were heavy. I was handcuffed to the bed railing. I tried yanking my arm as hard as I could, but knocked over a glass sculpture instead. It made a loud thud, but luckily, didn't smash.
The grand door opened and I glanced at it. It was the same guy from yesterday, who killed the girl. Panic arose from my heart. I sat on the bed with my legs dangling over the side and looked down at my lap.
"Good morning." He said while approaching me, sitting on the side of the bed and stroking my right cheek.
I didn't respond, instead I stayed quiet.
"My poor little baby girl, it must be scary in here by yourself. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" He said while looking deep into my eyes. He lifted my chin up with his fingers and gave me a sweet smile.
My breath started to quicken and I could feel myself bursting into tears again.
He pulled me into his embrace. My head was leaning on his chest, close enough I could hear his heartbeat.
"I won't hurt you... unless you're naughty. So be my good girl okay?" He said kissing the top of my head.
I nodded nervously.
"Here, I got you this dress. Put it on. I'll take off the handcuffs and I'll be waiting outside the room, okay princess?" He asked stroking my hair.
"Okay." I said, but came out as more of a whisper.
He took a key out of his pocket and gently uncuffed my wrists, giving them a gentle kiss once they were free.
My wrists were red, as red as blood. I rubbed them gently, easing the pain. I winced.
He left the room and i grabbed the dress laying on the bed. It was pretty, really pretty. It was a black simple dress, not too revealing, but enough too see my body shape.
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I put on the dress and stared at myself in the upright mirror. Wow, I've never seen myself this pretty. I didn't feel like this was me. How come I've never seen myself like this?
Shaking out my thoughts, I opened the door gently and stepped outside the room. The house was amazing, it was grand, big and luxurious.
"You look amazing princess." I heard a voice from behind me. He hand crept to my waist and we just stood there for a while.
"Thank you." I said shyly. A tint of pink blushes across my face.
He took my hand and lead me downstairs. The house really was massive. I looked around taking in everything around me.
"Where am I?" I questioned, but got lost in my own thoughts admiring the beautiful walls with golden strips.
"This is your new home. Do you like it?" He looked back at me and I nodded.
My new home? What does he mean by that? I don't want to stay here. I mean it's nice, but I would prefer staying in my small cramped bedroom.
He lead me to a living room it seemed like. He sat himself on the couch and lifted me into his lap. My eyes widened when he placed me onto his lap.
"Relax, I won't hurt you." I didn't realise but my body was tense. I tried to relax, but my body was restricting me.
"What's your name princess?" He asked while stroking my thigh.
"Seol..." I trembled.
"A pretty name for a pretty girl. My name is Jungkook." I smiled and looked around the room.
"Pretty, isn't it?"
"Yes." I replied, mesmerised by the décor.
A second later I felt a vibration coming from underneath me. His phone was ringing. He picked it up while still stroking my thighs.
Muffled voices were heard, but he just said yes before putting the phone down.
"I've got to deal with some stuff. I'm sorry my princess." He lead me back to the room I was in before and left the room, closing the door.
I tried opening it again, but he locked it...
*30 minutes later*
I was sat leaning against the door. I glanced at the window, planning my escape, but it was no use. There were nails hammered into the frame, and bars on the outside, preventing me from escaping.
Then, I walked over to the bookshelf, glancing at all the books. They were all romance: Haunting Adeline, Twisted Games, King of Wrath, A Court of Thorns and Roses.
I took some time reading the books to pass time I guess, not too sure what i was passing time for. I guess to cure my boredom.
*3 hours later*
I heard shouting coming from outside, so I stood from the bed and looked outside my window. There were a group of people transporting what looked like boxes or crates of something. It didn't bother me. Jungkook had a big house, I guess it might of been food or furniture, but there was still no sign of Jungkook.
