Mafia Fate | Jeon Jungkook x OC ✔️

Chapter 5

Yeri's POV

Soon after Doctor Park left, I was brought food. The elderly female worker who brought food was nice to me, just like the doctor had been.

I wondered if that asshole was the only person cold here; his workers seemed to be the exact opposite of him.

I didn't get her name but she told me Doctor Park would come the next morning which gave me a little assurance.

I took my time eating the food despite having not eaten since last night.

I wanted to get out of this place. Jungkook had no right over me.

Not wanting to think about all of this anymore, I rested my head against the headboard of the bed and soon fell asleep.

Jungkook's POV

I came home from a mission, tired and covered in blood. Doctor Park had called me to tell she had tended to Yeri's wound and warned me not to hurt her.

In general, I had never hurt a woman – or any person - who didn't deserve hurting. But when it came to this particular woman, I wanted nothing more than to inflict pain upon her over and over until she was as broken as I was.

Going up the stairs and towards my room, I stopped in front of the door I was told she was in. I opened it and stepped inside.

What I looked next made me want to put a fucking bullet right through her temple. She was asleep in a sitting position and her head was resting on the headboard.

She looked peaceful for someone who had such a big mouth.

I had the sudden urge to shoot not one, but all of the bullets in her head. Before I did something I would regret later – like shooting her dead – I left the room and went into mine.

Once in my room, I didn't bother changing and just slept.

Yeri's POV

I woke up next morning in an unfamiliar bed, panicking a little, until the memories from a few hours ago hit me and I felt nauseous.

Just then, Doctor Park came inside the room. She greeted me with a smile and I smiled back. She removed my bandage, examined the wound and then wrapped a clean bandage around it.

"It's going to be fine," she said soothingly.

I nodded. She opened up the curtains and more bright light came inside.

"Go change. I'm waiting here, then we'll go and eat," she announced.

She helped me out of bed and all the way to the closet and then into the bathroom.

I changed into a new shirt and again shorts because of my wound; it gave easy access to it and was also easier to wear. Besides, the place was still warm so there really was no problem at all.

Then with Doctor Park I went outside the room. We made our way down the stairs and into a spacious hall and then into a room which was the dining room.

There I laid my eyes upon Jungkook and I wanted to run away from here, consider this all a nightmare – which it was – and live my life freely.

"Jungkook, Yeri will be eating with you," Doctor Park announced.

"You have the audacity to speak my name along with hers?"

"Jungkook, behave!"

He didn't say anything and just got up and left.

"Don't mind him," she told me gently and urged me to sit.

And then she said she had work and so she left me alone there.

Since I hadn't eaten for a long time I was practically starving. When I was told to sit on a chair and food was brought to me, I dug in instantly. After I ate, the maids cleared the dishes away.

"Miss Kim, you should go to your room now. If Master sees you roaming about, he won't like it," one of the female workers told me.

"Oh yeah? Well, fuck your so-called master. He is no one to stop me from using my body and my legs to walk about wherever I want to," I said.

"Are you sure you want to speak such words about me?" I heard his calm voice from behind me.

I kept sitting in my spot, not paying him any attention.

"Get up," he told me and I heard his footsteps inch nearer and nearer.

I folded my arms over my chest and kept sitting on the chair, not moving an inch.

"I fucking told you to get up," he said.

"And I said no," I replied calmly as well.

A growl left his lips and then he turned to the workers.

"Leave," he said in a low, deep voice.

All of them immediately scurried off in one direction or the other.

Asshole.

Jungkook came near me and grabbed me by my shirt and threw me out of the seat.

"How dare you touch me!" I yelled at him, now getting angry.

First he brought me here, then kept me locked up, then shot me and now this. I had had enough of him.

"Get away from me," I told him, but he kept coming forward.

He grabbed my arm harshly, yanked me upwards and then forcefully dragged me upstairs with him. He opened the door of the room and threw me over the floor; my right arm hitting the hard ground in a very painful way.

"I would have loved seeing you strapped to the wall for another week or so if it wasn't for Doctor Park and her warnings. You won't be coming out of this room any time soon," he told me and then slammed the door shut behind him, locking it from the outside.

I stood up from the floor and rubbed my arm. It didn't hurt as much as it should have by the force that I had been thrown with over the floor, and I was a little thankful.

Sighing to myself, I got into bed because that was all I could do in this huge room.