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Once again I am here. Stuck in a room. Staring at blank white walls.
Why is it always me? I am bored of getting kidnapped now.
I am happy that I broke a few bones while using my self defense techniques that Jungkook taught me.
But still I am here.
I should not worry. Jungkook will find me. Of course he will, and whoever this kidnapper is. Jungkook will make sure he suffers.
I wonder why I get kidnapped this time, for human trafficking? For love? I don't know.
I am not sleeping with any guy ever. I slept with Taehyung then was stuck with Jungkook. And last night I slept with Jungkook. And now I am stuck here.
This place is much cleaner than the room Taehyung kept me in. But this is worse actually because everyone is so clean and white that I feel sick.
The door opened, and a few men entered. They all were wearing suits as if they were going to some meeting.
They are armed. I can take their gun and Kill them all. Jungkook would be so proud of me if I just kill them and free myself.
I think it's some Mafia shit, like Jungkook's enemies or something. Otherwise I think I know for sure I wouldn't know people who would wear a three piece suit for kidnapping.
A guy who was really muscular and tall. He walks closer to me. Why are all the men who kidnap me so freaking hot?
He held my chin, and took a good look at my face.
My hands are chains otherwise I would have killed his man for touching me.
He smiled. Fcker has dimples too, hot.
Get yourself together Y/n, stop thinking your kidnappers are hot.
"His taste is good. No wonder he is crazy over you." He exclaimed.
Okay now I know, I just know he is talking about Jungkook. It's some revenge thing, they are Jungkook's enemy.
"What's your name?"
"Jeon Y/n." I purposely said Jeon, so he knows I am Jeon's girl. He will die if he hurts me.
He chuckled. "Since when you married Jeon huh? I was not even invited."
"I'm hosting a funeral for you soon." I replied.
He chuckled, he tugged my hair behind my ear. "You know who is dying? It's Jeon. Not me."
He stepped away from me. "Tell maids to dress her up. Make sure she looks pretty. And send her to his room. I hope he like his welcome home gift."
What? Am I getting sold again? And fck why he said? Welcome home gift? His room? Fck don't tell me now it's prostitution now.
