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CHAPTER- 37

previously-

Jimin: so shall we talk some business? 

Jungkook: I don't wish to

- Jimin backed off from Jungkook a little with a grin and then....

 Smash!

Jimin's German golf stick striked Jungkook's head.... Jungkook landed onto the floor accompanying the already fallen Y/n....

blood oozed out.... Everything blacked out....

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-Y/n slowly opened her eyes... she tried to move her arms as it ached real bad, But to her surprise  her hands were tied behind her back though she was at the usual spot as she was yesterday..-

Y/N POV

This is horrific... I guess there is no end for this mess

If he continues tormenting me with his guns furthermore... I swear... I wont even last for a week..

I need to get out of this hell as soon as possible... *sigh* Jimin you sly fox, Just wait until my rope is untied I swear I will rip your face off...Ugh Oof... I need to save my breath... lets see If Jaemin is of any use...

A/N POV

Y/n: Jaemin...? w-wait... who is that...

-y/n was startled as soon as she turned around to call for Jaemin... She saw a rather tall man with his white shirt stained with dry blood... He was unconscious and laying facing the wall so it was hard to identify his face...

Instead of looking for Park Jaemin... Y/n moved slowly towards the unidentified male as she was getting curious on who the new hostage of Jimin was...   

she  was confident that he would be of a good help judging from his well built body...

Y/n moved towards the man with the help of her knees... Even though the pain was a great deal it did not matter much due to her will to escape... 

She finally reached near the man but how could she wake him up when her hand are tied...  She gave out a deep sigh and sat back with her head hung low still processing a plan... She thought of calling him out... 

She used her maximum capacity of her vocal range but was hesitant to cross the limits as it would very well be like welcoming the danger with an Invite... 

After a couple of failed attempts she extended her leg and kicked the man's hamstring... but was surprised to notice how hard and well defined it was... 

Her thoughts came to a halt when she sensed some noticeable movements in his body....

she sat back and observed the man's movements and body language.... He groaned in pain and kicked the wall in agony this portrayed the anger he had consumed... The man sat straight facing the wall while holding his head in probably pain...  He brought his other hand towards his chest to loosen his stained shirt.... 

Y/n lowered her head in perplexion.... At this point she was doubtful whether this man is of use or not....his behaviour was simply arrogant....

The man finally moved his head to get a glimpse of the surroundings... After sensing that he was about turn towards her. She moved back and lowered her head... not in fear but for a self defence from the alarming activities of the Arrogant Hostage...

To her surprise she felt warmth.... not rage.... Then she realised that the man had actually hugged her... with her narrow eyes she raised her head slowly and pushed herself back a little to take a look at his face.....