His Other Side || Jeon Jungkook FF

Chapter 10: New life.

Words can't explain how happy I am when I made it to chapter number 10.

I'm really enjoying while writing this fanfiction as it's very special to me. I really hope you're enjoying it as well my lovely readers. Although you're few and I don't know your identities but I'm glad that someone is reading what I write. THANK YOU ❤.

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Next morning:

Yoon's Pov:

I opened my eyes slowly as sunlight filtered through the balcony.

Wait... were am I?

I immediately got up and sat on the bed. My eyes widened as I realized I'm in an unknown room. What happened to me throughout yesterday flashed through my memory completely in a matter of seconds, after which I realized my situation and remembered this familiar room.

I don't feel any pain in my head now. At least I don't have a headache anymore but I'm really starving... I literally haven't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday. I was contemplating the room just sitting where I was because I knew the door of the room was locked and I wouldn't be able to escape anyway. And I don't think he's stupid to leave a phone.

I felt pain in my neck, so I stroked it a little. Jerk... he sucked in the skin of my neck until it felt like a burning pain. Then I suddenly remembered Ney-hee. What if he lied to me and she's not fine now?... what if she's also a hostage?...

Note: Listen to "My Love" by Baekhyun of Exo for a better experience.

Tears threatened to fall down my eyes as I thought deeply about the state I am in now, kidnapped, I don't even know if I'm still in the country or not, so many terrifying thoughts running through my head and the fact that he almost made me sleep with him last night if I  hadn't suddenly fainted fortunately. I just hope he didn't touch me inappropriately while I was passed out... but is he really that cruel to take advantage of an innocent girl's illness...

Then I remembered. He... he took my shirt off last night... but I'm wearing it now... maybe he didn't really touch me after I passed out?... I'm just hoping so...

I felt some pain in my arm and something under my shirt sleeve. I lifted the sleeve up to see a bandage on my arm. What on earth did he inject me with this time?. My tears fell suddenly when I realized more that I was in a pitiful state.

I budge on the bed until my feet reach the floor and then sit on the edge of the bed for a while. i started crying so hard. I can't believe this is happening to me... why me?... I didn't do anything to him for him to hurt me like this... God why is this happening to me...

And what happened yesterday in particular hurt me deeply in my heart. He tried to undress me... he even took off my shirt and saw me with just a bra on. My heart was clenched when I recalled in detail how he touched me so freely when I couldn't resist him, especially since I was sick, and how he kissed the cleavage of my breast. My heart is hurting so bad just thinking about it. I end up being someone's doll... of a  psychopath mafia...

I was rubbing my scalp hard thinking of what he was going to do to me now. Then what about my life and my studies... my grandparents will be really worry if I don't call them soon...

I wiped my tears and then raised my head when I heard the creak of the door. That evil. He entered the room and closed the door quietly behind him. My eyes fell directly on his tattooed arm. I thought it was just his hand... it turns out he has an entire arm tattooed...