F*cking the Enemy

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It's insane that it's barely lunch time and your life is already in danger. The heavy steel chains are digging in your skin and Jimin's close surveillance from the back seat next to yours makes it impossible for you to relax. Although the sexy blonde seems rather unbothered by your discomfort, his stare is still fixed on every inch of you like a hawk watching his prey.
-So, tell me... what would you rather do? Rot in prison, or be my plaything for a while?- he finally asks teasingly after 15 minutes of uncomfortable staring. One of the thugs was driving and another one was sitting in the front seat, but it wouldn't be the first time you kicked 3 asses in a fight. If only you could get him to unchain you...
-It doesn't seem like you're giving me much of a choice, does it?- you reply trying to fake calmness while your heart goes a hundred miles per second.
-I'm really sorry about that... Are you a vindictive person?- he asks smugly, his ethereal looks contrasting with his deviant persona.
-Not so much...- you lie, hoping he'll buy your act and lower his guard, but he doesn't seem stupid enough to unlock the padlock keeping you prisoner just yet.
You hadn't been able to decipher where he was taking you due to the unusually blackened windows of the car, but it couldn't be far, because the sound of crunching gravel and a slow down of the vehicle indicates that you must have arrived to wherever he was taking you against your will.
In that precise moment, an acute ringing notification erupted out of Jimin's pocket before he swiftly withdrew a black sleek phone to answer the call.
-Yes Gerard...
There's a mumble on the other end, but you can't make out any clear words.
-What?!- your captor exclaims with raised eyebrows as he's getting out of the car... -When?!!!
After some more mumble from the other end he hangs up and pulls out a gun, aimed at your chest.
-Get out!- he screams enraged.
You fumble to exit the car hurriedly with your ankles chained to each other in a way where you can only take short steps but not much else, which unavoidably causes you to trip, falling face first into the sharp grovel.
The seering pain of your busted lip and grovel puncturing your cheeks makes you forget how humiliating it feels to be ordered around while being unable to even walk properly. But the moment continued to worsen as Jimin lifted you up with a firm grasp on your arm, treating you like a lame puppet.
-There's been a change of plans... you see, it doesn't seem like your boyfriend gives a shit about you...
-Why? What happened?- you blurt out trying to bear the stinging coming from your face.
In that moment another ring from Jimin's phone interrupts the discussion.
-José?!- Jimin answers angrily but this time you're close enough to hear the other end of the line.
-If you touch a single hair on her head you're going to wish you were dead...- Taehyung's intimidatingly cold voice comes muffled from Jimin's phone.
-Oh really?!!! How am I supposed to hold her down while I fuck her then? - the blonde's veins are popping out of his neck as he threatens your dignity.
-Listen, you pathetic little worm...
-You have 20 minutes to come here and hand over yourself, otherwise she's dead...- Jimin interrupts Taehyung and hangs up the phone.
He drags you up to the point in which you're about to trip again but then decides to have one of his thugs carry you on their back. You've never been degraded so much, no one had ever dared, but this is not the time to get caught up with your pride.
As the pain in your lip and cheek mixed with the humiliation of being manhandled sinked in, your eyes caught a glimpse of the luxurious mansion you were being forced into. Modern and art deco, with white long columns at the entrance that blend effortlessly into an ancient Greek style of construction. Across the heavy front doors you're met with red velvet embossed walls, marble sculptures, modern decor, dim lighting and a crackling fireplace, but the metal chair you're being pushed into clashes with the rest of the interior design.
-Are you really gonna kill me?- you inquire once the thug is done forcing you down into to your assigned seat.
-You already lost faith in your sorry excuse for a man, did you?- Jimin asked teasingly -...that was fast...
-It's just that I thought you liked me...- you continue on, shamelessly waving your hair out of your face.
-Sweetheart, don't push it... I'm not stupid...- he snaps back angrily but it was worth a shot. Even if he doesn't succumb to your lame attempts to free yourself, at least you can be on his good side...
Jimin walks away, looking conflicted. There's an air of arrogance about him but also the kind of confidence you acquire by having achieved something at least moderately significant in your life... You can tell he's been coddled, nothing was ever denied to him... but he seems limber enough to know how to fight, and smart enough to not think with his cock. It's best if you don't underestimate him.
-I'm sorry about your face...- he says solemnly after a few laps around the luxurious lounge -... I don't hurt women...
-So what are you going to do if Taehyung doesn't show?- you ask calmly, hoping your puppy eyes and your scratched cheek thaw him out.
-We'll cross that bridge when...- he started his reply but then a loud commotion interrupted his statement.
A few gunshots went off, a moan and a few painful seconds after, Taehyung's silhouette came in escorted by an enormous man you hadn't seen before.
-He killed 4, sir...- the giant spoke in a grunt as you notice your lover's hitched breathing and his red stained hand holding his left rib.
Another ruckus initiates from the other side of the house and as you look behind you, Jungkook is being pushed inside the room with a gun to his head and another to his neck. His lip is bloody but the rest of his body is intact, thankfully.
A loud and evilish laugh breaks out, coming out of Jimin's hauntingly beautiful face and it dawns on you, the three of you might die today. This is not good, not good at all...

-I almost forgot you had another boy toy!!!- Jimin rejoices in the situation glancing at Jungkook and walking over to him with hungry eyes.
-What a gorgeous little pet...- he adds obviously taken aback by your boyfriend's attractiveness, but once he approaches Jungkook, the last one makes an attempt to steal Jimin's gun which somehow results in an elbow to his back and his face being plunged into the marble floor. You have never seen anyone move so fast that you're eyes could barely keep up, but Jimin must clearly be some sort of Martial Arts expert
Then he grabs Jungkook's collar aggressively, with a gun pointing right above his ear and forces him to stand right next to Taehyung, who looks more and more faint as the minutes go by.
-Now, to prove to you I'm not a monster, I'm only gonna kill one of these guys...- Jimin casually clears his throat to continue speaking theatrically -... I feel like I already sent a clear message and I don't want my future partners to think I'm unreasonable... but, alas, I have to make sure they know how far I'm able to go... I'll make an example out of you...
He finishes his sentence by handing Jungkook over to the giant and standing next to Taehyung. The three of them aligned in front of you, while the thug firmly holds JK's neck from behind him.
You stay silent, trying to think coldly about what your options are, but the truth is, panic is bubbling up your throat and getting in the way of reason.
-So, which is it kitten? Who would you rather me finish?- Jimin presses impatiently after a few seconds, until a possibly very bad idea comes to your mind, which will most likely end up getting you killed, yet it's the only thing you could come up with in such a precarious situation.
-Oh my god, come on! Just pick one of these loosers!- the blonde protests impatiently.
-Can I say goodbye at least?!- you snap back trying to fake as much sadness as possible, but you've never been much of an actor.
-Sure...- he responds shortly and watches you eagerly as you approach Taehyung.
Tae raises his eyebrows, conflicted by your apparent decision to let him go, but as soon as you wrap him in a hug you whisper only audibly to him: 'untie my hands'
He reaches for his pocket slowly while you sniff and moan painfully to cover the sounds of him opening your padlock.
-I'm so sorry...- you continue your Oscar worthy performance while Jimin, who's looking away impatiently, and the thug holding Jungkook, don't suspect a thing.
As soon as you're free from your constraint you murmur 'trample him' in your lover's ear. Taehyung does it surprisingly fast considering his weakened state, while you simultaneously steal the gun out of Jimin's hand in midair as he's falling.
In the blink of an eye you shoot the chains holding your feet together and then the thug's knee. Jungkook elbows him in the face so hard you hear his monstrous nose crack, all while the other thugs open fire at all of you, but miss. You step on Jimin's neck and point a gun at him.
-DROP YOUR WEAPONS OR I KILL HIM!!!
After the rest of the criminals in the room let go of their guns a loud ruckus coming from all around you explodes beyond the lounge walls and Foster's unmistakable voice erupts with the FBI threatening salute.
-We have to get out of here!- Jungkook warns the both of you in between the shots and screaming coming from all directions.
-This way...- a familiar voice whispers from a corner of the room you hadn't noticed. It was Seokjin waving and pointing to a hallway right before the FBI made their way into the lounge through the other entrances.
Without a second thought you followed Seokjin right after Jungkook, who was aiding Taehyung, bolted to your possible escape.
-Keep going through here, you'll pass a library and exit through those windows.... There's a gray Lexus ready to go...- Seokjin carefully instructed sounded winded.
-Thank you so much Jin...- you reply midrun not believing your own eyes.
There's in fact a library with french style windows draped in silk curtains that lead to a driveway in which the Lexus awaits.
-I'll drive baby...- you exclaim, noticing the keys in the ignition and a joyous jolt of your heart.
Past the narrow passage that the multitude of police cars in the driveway had left, and eventually scratching several of the vehicles, you manage to dart out of there with a very clear idea of where you're heading next, only you're sure Jungkook won't be too happy about it.