Y/N's POV
I struggled desperately with the cloth that was wrapped tightly around my mouth, my breathing labored and my throat parched. The sensation of suffocation was unbearable, and I could feel my strength waning. Just as I thought I couldn't hold on any longer, the pressure around my neck suddenly vanished, and I gasped for air, relief washing over me.
Through the haze in my vision, a blurry figure came into focus. It was Han So-Hee, the person responsible for this nightmarish situation, standing before me with a wicked amusement shining in her eyes. She seemed to take great pleasure in my predicament.
Fury coursed through my veins as I mustered all my strength to confront her. "Where are Jennie and Rosie?!" I shouted, my anger burning bright as I glared at her.
So-Hee's smirk widened, her voice dripping with malice as she answered, "They're both unconscious somewhere in this abandoned building, and they'll be joining you soon enough."
I attempted to rise to my feet, but my legs betrayed me, causing me to stumble and fall back to the floor. So-Hee seized my ankles, her grip firm and unyielding. "Your girlfriends are quite formidable," she taunted, her voice laced with disdain.
Fear and desperation gripped me as I searched for a way out of this nightmare. "Don't you dare lay a finger on them," I growled, my eyes narrowing with determination.
"Oh, I have no intention of harming your precious lovers. We have plans for them, after all," So-Hee replied with a sinister grin, relishing in my anguish.
"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and defiance.
So-Hee's fingers danced along the strands of my hair, her touch simultaneously seductive and menacing. "You're going to repay me, darling," she whispered, her words sending a chill down my spine.
My heart raced as her hand descended toward my dress. Panic and desperation surged within me, and I pleaded with her, desperately trying to maintain my composure. "Stop it. Please," I begged, my voice quivering.
Sensing my distress, So-Hee withdrew her hand and leaned back, frustration evident in her voice. "Playing hard to get? It seems like you're begging for your own demise," she hissed, moving closer until her breath tickled my ear. "Survival, Y/N. Don't forget that."
Before I could respond, the sound of approaching footsteps reached my ears. Helplessly, I watched as Jennie and Rosie were dragged toward us, their faces filled with fear and their mouths gagged.
Relief flooded over me at the sight of them, but it was short-lived. So-Hee's hand landed harshly on my cheek, her cruel smirk mocking my pain. "I have other ways to silence you, my dear," she said, her satisfaction palpable.
Jennie and Rosie struggled and muffled their screams as they were forced to the ground beside me. We found ourselves surrounded by armed men, their guns pointed in our direction.
A triumphant smile played on So-Hee's lips as she reveled in her power over us. "Looks like you've learned how to play dirty, Y/N. Juggling both of these girls at once," she jeered, her voice dripping with venom.
She turned to her men, instructing them to chain us to the walls with an air of satisfaction. Escape seemed impossible, and anger burned within me as I shouted defiantly, "You won't get away with this, So-Hee. You and Taehyung will pay."
So-Hee shook her head, her fiery red locks swaying with each movement. "But it's not me who will pay, my dear. It's your precious girlfriends," she taunted, her words striking fear into my heart.
A chilling realization washed over me, freezing my blood in my veins. I looked at Jennie and Rosie, their vulnerability now a weapon in So-Hee's hands.
"There's nothing more to say, is there?" So-Hee sneered. "Just know that I was instructed to make you watch them suffer before I take care of you myself."
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