You placed your hands on the table, shivering as various thoughts began to stir your mind. You are asked to wait here after the meal. Slow anxiety starts to build up inside you while your breathing becomes abnormal.
"Follow us," Jackson's cold voice flinched you back to reality.
You gulped down before getting up from your seat and following the steps of the emotionless man. He walks straight to the basement area where the dungeon of cells leads is present. But this time the way changes to a different room, a strong pungent rotten smell erupting from the dark room. You could feel the room reeked with dry and fresh blood.
You are escorted inside and the sight before you makes you screech and wail in sorrow. Hosoek was beaten repeatedly by the guards with an iron hammer, breaking most of his bones and blood covering his face and the torn shirt he wore. Before you could run to him you were caught from behind by other guards forcing you to walk to the chair nearby.
You are slammed into the seat and Jackson brings up the rope, tying your hands and legs to the chair. Your shoes and socks are taken from your legs leaving you bare feet.
"Please stop! Don't hit him!"
The guards stop after noticing his half closed eyes and his body that is ready to fall down if the presence of chains that are holding him is not present.
"Hoseok! Look at me Honey!" you call out for him but he slips into unconscious after the constant beating he has been getting here.
"Hoseok! Open your eyes!" you struggle hard against the ropes trying to get out of it.
Hoseok breaths hard as his eyes remain shut, exhausted from all the torture he is been going through. Soon the sound of multiple boots was heard banging into your head. You squeeze shut your eyes, tears leaking from your eyelids, unable to see the man who is coming closer to you with his guards behind his back.
"Did he speak up anything?" his dark yet calm voice sends shivers down your spine making you open your eyes lightly.
"Nothing chief," one of the guards announces.
You could feel his terrifying presence beside you, wondering what he was planning for you and Hoseok.
The guards bring a cushion king-sized chair and place it beside you. He sits down, crosses his legs, and folds his bandaged arms, his muscles bulging up while his chest widens up, snapping his cold gaze towards you.
"sprinkle water on his face," he instructs while maintaining his eyes on your side angle.
The guards scooped a mug of cold water and smashed it over Hoseok's face. Hoseok shivers with a sudden jerk as his body feels the cold water stinging pain over his fresh bruises.
"Honey," you whimpered which didn't go unnoticed by your husband. He weakly opens his eyes and locks his gentle gaze towards you.
"Y/n," he murmurs slowly, retaining himself from his unconsciousness.
"What a lovely day! Finally, the husband and wife have been reunited," Jungkook mocks with a dirty smirk while carefully staring at you and Hoseok. His fist tightened as he bit his lips from bursting out of your lovely caring towards this simp.
"Jungkook please harm me not my hus-"
Jungkook hushs you, placing his index finger above his lips as his eyes show the madness he has been holding.
"Shush, Don't take that word from you. It tempts me to kill him again and again," he rasps radiating his inner urges to kill.
Jungkook turns his gaze from you to Hoseok who is trying to get up from his previous harms asserted on his body.
"And you lowlife farmer! Where were you all these days?" he leans forward and tilts his head in a crooked way.
"I ran away," he answers simply completely covering the actual life he lived in these last days. Jungkook chuckles in amusement as he has already expected such an answer but he is not a fool. He knew how to catch criminals in his manner.
"Is it so? Then how come you are provided with a loaded rifle exactly at the line of territory, "
Hoseok gaps while squeezing shut his eyes for not thinking about the two murders he committed using his rifle.
"You are working for someone aren't you " he asks in his low threatening voice, trying to fuel the fear within Hoseok's panicked body.
"I don't work for anybody," He simply answers.
"Bring me the Thumpscrews," he orders with his viable frown painting his features.
Your heartbeat quicker up its pace while anxiously looking at Jungkook's emotionless face. He gets up from his seat and fixes the screw for something and checks if it's working or not.
"W-what are you going to do?" your anxious voice becomes deaf for him as he ignores your exisistance like a air and walks closer to Hoseok.
He grabs Hoseok's fingers placing the index finger on the round edge. Hoseok tries to pull off his finger his grip but fails to give out his best entry due to his already weak body. Jungkook showcased his evil grin before tightening the screws, crushing Hoseok's finger bones, A gut-wrenching scream tore through the silence, escaping Hoseok's lips as pain surged through his body. The sound echoed, carrying the intensity of his agony, each note a visceral manifestation of the searing torment.
"Stop!" you cry desperately trying to get off the restraints.
"Tell me!" Jungkook shouts but Hoseok shuts his eyes, biting his lips to control his pain and torment.
Jungkook's rage fired when he noticed his silence, he crushed his other finger earning another cry from Hoseok but that didn't help him slip his mouth into answering him. No matter how many times he torments him he would never open his mouth.
Jungkook throws the thumbscrews and looks around with his deepening frown.
"Honey! Please tell him everything I don't want to see you like this," you didn't want to see him suffer like this because of the hidden secret he was failing to procure.
"Enough with your honey sweet talks!" Jungkook shouts loud enough to stir the room with his enormous voice, jealousy visible in his eyes as he watches you being so affectionate with your husband.
"I know how to get things from your mouth Jung Hoseok"
His dark gaze switched towards you and extended his hands to Jackson.
"Bring me the heated iron rod"
Hoseok's face goes pale while slowly panic and anxiety invite him in when he sees Jungkook standing before you.
"Wait! What are you-"
The moment Jungkook's hands are given with the heated rod he inspects it and grabs your wrist.
"No Don't you coward! Show your rage to me not to my wife!"
You struggle trying to bring your hands from his tight grip when his strength doesn't seem to let you go.
Jungkook smirks and mockingly looks at Hoseok.
"There is always a price to pay if you test my patience,"
The moment the heated iron rod meets your palms you scream out loud, eye bringing with tears as the pain shoots through your nerves.
"Stop it, Bastard! Stop!"
Jungkook doesn't listen to Hoseok's screams and continues applying more pressure on your palms.
"Place another rod on her feet" he orders.
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At his mercy || BTS PJM Ft JJK
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