MY SPECIAL AGENT

36' President Chenle

Word count: 1.5k

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Y/N's POV:

The metal chains have started to get to me.

A few hours ago, Jay had set me free from the chair I was on. Don't misunderstand, he didn't do it because he wanted me to be more comfortable, but because he wanted me to suffer further.

Only because I refused every service that he had offered me.

Food.

Water.

Even warm clothes to support me in the cold.

And if Seoul is cold, this place is 10x more cold. I don't even know where we are. But I do know, it is not Seoul.

Where was I?

Oh yeah, back to the metal chains. I started to feel even more cold because they were fastened around my bare feet and hands.

Being on the cold marble floor of this place didn't make it any better.

And yes, I forgot to mention, that jerk made me take off my jacket too. The one that Renjun gave me.

Which means I'm only left with a black vest and my black skinny jeans.

I shouldn't have dressed like this. I think to myself, feeling sorry for my shivering frame. I have been watching too many Angelina Jolie action films.

If the lights were on, this place would have been pretty. It's not completely dark though, because if it was I would've died the moment they shoved me in here.

The familiar sound of the door clicking happens again for the millionth time today, leaving me to guess who it is this time.

First it was Stacey and then Robert. Minjae was here about seven times.

To taunt me, tease me, scare me, feed me and visit me?

At first I was scared every time he came but I gained confidence by learning his pattern.

"Y/N! My love." Minjae makes his eighth appearance.

I lift my head lazily from my knees to give him the same exhausted look I've been giving him for the past five visits he made.

"Baby," He tries again. "Guess who came for you!" He does a little dance around me.

"Who, your boss?" I say.

He makes a dissatisfied noise and sits next to me. "You're no fun. Why didn't you guess that it would be your saviors."

This time I laugh, surprising Minjae. "If they came, this place would crumble."

Minjae blinks for a while before harshly slapping his hand on my bare shoulder.

"Dude what!" He exclaims while I flinch. "They are not going to come without us sending a signal."

I shrug his hand off while I try to scoot away from him. All in vain because Minjae holds me in place.

"Just accept the warm clothes Y/N, you're shivering."

"Please get out."

"I would but I came here to take you." Minjae stands up.

He extends his hand for me to hold and I roll my eyes at it.

"Huh, why did I even ask?" He sighs.

I lower my head back down because I assume that he is finally leaving but I'm wrong.