Amore Vendetta (Taekook)

Bound to Darkness

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In the suffocating confines of the small storage room, Taehyung slowly regained consciousness. The dim, eerie glow from the single bulb above did little to dispel the darkness that enveloped him. It took him a moment to register his surroundings as his heart pounded in his chest.

The room was claustrophobic, filled with an assortment of discarded items and junk that made any movement seem futile. Taehyung's breathing was shallow and uneven, and he could barely see anything beyond the faint circle of light that the bulb cast just a few feet away from him.

His body ached, reminding him of the torment he had endured earlier. His head throbbed painfully where he had been struck, and his chest felt tight with anxiety. Tears welled up in his eyes as the memories of his abduction and the cruel treatment at the hands of those merciless men flooded back. It was a nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.

The cold, unyielding ground pressed against him, and Taehyung curled into a tight ball, hugging his knees to his chest. Every sound, every creak, and rustle within the room sent shivers down his spine. Panic clawed at him as he realized he was alone and utterly helpless.

Desperation gnawed at him, and he longed for escape, but the grim reality of his situation weighed heavily on his shoulders. He was trapped, imprisoned in this terrifying storage room, at the mercy of a dangerous mafia boss and his sadistic associate. The thought made Taehyung's heart race, and he knew he had to find a way out of this nightmare, no matter how impossible it seemed.

Taehyung's heart felt like a ticking time bomb as he flinched and scrambled to his feet when the door to the storage room creaked open. His eyes widened with sheer terror, and his breaths came out in shallow, ragged bursts. In the dim light, Hoseok's figure loomed in the doorway, and Taehyung's entire body tensed.

The relief at seeing another human being, even if it was one of Jungkook's men, was tainted by the fear that washed over him. Hoseok extended his hand toward Taehyung as if to help him up, but Taehyung instinctively backed away, his wide eyes never leaving Hoseok's face.

"Finally you decided to woke up."  Hoseok's voice was rough and clearly cold.

"Pl-please I'm suh-sorry." Taehyung stammered, his voice trembling with fear. He felt tears prickling at the corners of his eyes, but he willed himself not to cry. Crying wouldn't help him here.

"Come with me." Hoseok's patience seemed thin, and he grabbed Taehyung's wrist roughly, causing a sharp pain to shoot up Taehyung's arm. He winced but didn't protest, not wanting to provoke further anger. "And keep that shit hole of yours closed, not really in a mood to hear you."

The wordless command to follow was clear, and Taehyung walked obediently beside Hoseok. He cast furtive glances around as they moved through the dark, unfamiliar corridors of the mansion. Every step took him further into the heart of the terrifying unknown, and he dared not speak or question his captor's intentions.

The tears still welled in Taehyung's eyes, his fear bubbling just beneath the surface. He didn't know what awaited him, but the uncertainty gnawed at him like a relentless predator. In this perilous world he had been thrust into, keeping silent and obeying seemed to be his only options.

As Taehyung was dragged into another room, he noticed it was larger and more well-lit than the cramped storage space he had awoken in. His eyes darted around the room for a brief moment, absorbing the unfamiliar surroundings, but his curiosity was short-lived. Hoseok wasted no time in throwing Taehyung over a chair, his grip firm and threatening.

"Dare move a muscle," Hoseok hissed, his eyes ablaze with danger, "and I won't hesitate to remove this pretty little head of yours."

The ominous warning immobilized Taehyung completely, his heart pounding with fear. He obediently sat in the chair, his wide eyes locked on Hoseok as he returned with a bag in hand. Another figure followed behind him, and Taehyung could hardly draw his gaze away from the bag of medical supplies.