My Saviour [A Minsung Fanfiction]

FOR THE PROMISE

Listen to "Without you" by Mariah Carey.

Minho was escorted inside the huge fucking mansion by the bodyguards. Soon after he was surrounded by more men in black and he felt a rush of adrenaline as he was the only source there who was attracting everyone's attention. No matter how big and beautiful the place was, to him it didn't seem like a place suitable for human survival. And those who were living in it were either not humans or were robots controlled by someone else. Because looking at their faces, so
emotionless, expressionless and they don't even seem to blink. More or less, it was hella creepy. More than the orphanage. Then two women came descending down the stairs and stood in front of Minho. They both looked pretty identical to So hyun with the same dressing sense and face polished with too much make-up. One had ginger hair and the other had silver. Then came So hyun who stood along with the other two women.

I wonder where she disappeared to after we reached here. But I'm sure I saw her walking towards a black van.

"Lee Minho, is that what your name is? You are handsome though, good body." The silver one started speaking. And what she said truly made Minho uncomfortable and more scared than he already was. Now he was understanding that this wasn't some self-defense training academy. Every person present here was up to something and that would be anything but good. He stayed quiet as the ginger one started,

"Oh I almost forgot. Everyone here knows about you but you don't know about us. I'm Kwak Sung Ha, and this is Kim Ho yeon and you probably know her, but let me tell you anyway, she's Lim So hyun."

With every word that comes out of their mouth, Minho felt more apprehensive. The atmosphere kept tensing around them and a lump formed in Minho's throat which was too hard for him to swallow. He looked down at his feet when Sung Ha's hand gripped his shoulder for a brief moment and then it slided down to his chest and roamed there.

"Are you scared?" She whispered getting close to his ear. Minho's pulse rate increased with his anxiety level.

"You should be. We are not some trainers. And we again succeeded in trapping someone in our game, congratulations Lee Minho, you are successfully tricked." Sung Ha continued to speak and touch him,"You are under our control now, you need to obey every order given by us."

Minho already knew but still needed to be sure, and there was it. He was regretting every choice he made before getting into the limousine, he doesn't know if he would survive but what about Jun kyu? Who would protect him if Minho is not there? He was picturing the worst possible thing that could happen to him while staying here.

What does these people even do?

That's when it occurred to him,a single word but enough to trigger his whole existence. 'Human Trafficking' . He wasn't sure but there can be a possibility,right?

"So Sung Ha, what have you decided for him?" So hyun asked.

"He is too handsome to be a slave, and I don't want to give him away, at least not now. So what about that one?"

"You mean BDSM?" Ho yeon looks at her surprised,"Doesn't that include slavery too?"

"It does but you know what I want to mean." Sung Ha smirked at Minho.

He turned pale white as soon as he heard the word 'BDSM'. This thing already is triggering and when your elder brother committed suicide because of this, it was bringing back all the painful memories he thought he had buried with his brother.

He was 16, comforting Jun kyu while he was crying, when the news arrived. His brother was 3 years older than him, and when Minho was sent to the orphanage, he insisted on staying home and work at an old restaurant in their neighborhood. He told Minho that the man who owned the restaurant needed an employee and that he would pay him enough. But as years went by, he heard nothing from his brother, or usually he used to meet Minho at holidays, but that continued for only 3 years. With no ways of contacting him, Minho was losing hope that he was still there, he thought he left, over those 5 years. But the news that came to him was that he committed suicide. He was already grieving but then the orphanage gave him a letter telling him that it was left by his brother. And that was where he got to know about it, he committed suicide because he was taken to be someone's sex slave. On simple words, it was BDSM.