Arranged?(OR NOT!)

CHAPTER 31: ATEMPTED RAPE

"You're gonna deny the fact that Mr
Lim is your uncle also?"
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Hoseok's eyes went wide, realization hitting him.

"I- I-..."

Hoseok was short of words. Seriously what was he supposed to say. He knew he was doomed to be fucked right from the day Yoongi had mentioned that man's name in the office.

"I knew it! So you were working with them all along." Yoongi moved back, giving enough space between them.

"I fucking let my guard down because I trusted you. And you repayed me with this?" His tone was mixed with anger and hurt.

"I- b- but I didn't know he w- was Lea's father. If I knew, I'll'd have told you."

Yoongi squinted his eyes.

"Do I look stupid? Are you trying to prove yourself something I already know? You're literally trying to rob me off my wealth and you think I'm gonna believe you?"

"Rob you off? Sorry I'm confused."

"I hate that innocent face you make when you know what you're doing. These damn papers!" He flung the papers he'd been clutching tightly in his grip to Hoseok's face. "You're gonna deny not planning with Lea and Mr Lim to make me sign and approve it?"

Hoseok bent down, picking up the two sheets of paper, scanning through them.

"Your plan worked, Jung Hoseok. It fucking worked. Congratulations. But just put in mind your celebration is gonna be short lived."

"This... this aren't the papers I gave you to approve." His spoke, brows furrowed. "Where did you get this from?"

Yoongi laughed dryly, "now you're denying it. Then how the fuck is my signature on it?!  I enthrusted all the documents regarding mr Lim to you. I told you to read them and make sure there wasn't any problem or anything fishy. I was stupid to trust you!"

"No. No. I- I didn't do this." Hoseok shook his head, not believing what was on the paper. They were all literally lies, complete opposite of what he knew he'd given to the elder.

"Yeah right you didn't." Yoongi snorted, Getting more annoyed to the fact that the younger was still lying to his face, despite the obvious evidence.

"I should have just listened to my guts and put you were you belong. Locked up in my room always ready to service me." He grinned devishly, closing the gap between them.

"Seems you've forgotten that you belong to me. I purchased you with my damn money, and I can do whatever pleases me with you."

All of Hoseok's illness that were slowly vanishing, came back in their full force. He took a step back, mentally causing himself when his back hit the wall.

"Y- Yoongi... y- you're drunk."

"Yeah I know," he slurred, trapping the younger to the wall. "I know what I'm doing." He whispered. "You belong to my bed. No where else."

Suddenly, he attacked the younger's lips, biting harshly on his lips, when Hoseok refused to let him in. He had his hands on the low of Hoseok's waist, thugging harshly on the strap of his short.

Hoseok fought back using the whole of his weakened energy to push him away. But Yoongi was strong. Too strong for the younger.

With his quick skills, Yoongi trapped both of his wrist in one tight grip, pinning them to the wall, above them.

Hoseok squirmed beneath him, begging him to stop as tears poured uncontrollably. Old memories came flashing in front of him. His mind went blurry as each seconds passed.

Yoongi wasn't in his right senses. He put it that way. He needed to stay strong and fight with his might.

The kiss wasn't pleasant, filled with lust and anger. He was sure he'd have bruises by the end of the day. He screamed in tears when Yoongi bit harshly on his neck, leaving angry red marks behind.

His free hand roamed around his body hungrily, beneath his shirt, digging his nails into his delicate skin. Adding to the numerous bruises on his skin.

"Those damn bruises on your arms. Are they fake too? You pretended to hurt yourself so I'll have pity on you. Huh?" Yoongi slurred hungrily in to his ear, his now hard, still clothed boner, pocking on the younger's upper thigh.

Taking the elder's drunkenness as an advantage, Hoseok kicked him on the knee, with the last of his strength, he pushed the elder away from him.

"I DIDN'T DO IT!!"

He screamed at the top of his voice, heavy tears, rushing out.

"FUCKING LIAR!!" Yoongi growled, charging towards him.

Hoseok took the little space between them as an opportunity, scurrying away from the elder, he sped towards the toilet, slamming the door behind him.

He fell to the ground after making sure the luck was secured. Bursting into an uncontrollable tears.

"I didn't do it." He kept mumbling to himself, taking in and out heavy breath, trying to calm himself down.

His tears however refused to stop. Being a person with sight difficulties, his eyes began to ache from the intense tears.

"I'm gonna prove it." He manage to say admist tears.

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Hoseok spent the entire day in the toilet. And Yoongi?... he didn't sleep at home. He spent the night in a motel with a random prostitute he met at the bar, drunk to stupor.

Hoseok woke up the next morning to his personal maid, knocking on his toilet door, asking if he was in there.

He quickly got up, almost falling from dizziness as his foot hit the ground. With the help of the wall, he managed to steady himself.

His maid was still at the other end, knocking.

"Yeah I'm getting ready for the office. I'll be out in a few."

He said, his voice somewhat sounding off. Thankfully, the older woman didn't catch on it.

Washing his face in the basin, he feared taking off his clothes in front of the mirror. He didn't want to see what new bruises Yoongi had caused on him, nor how he even looked like right now. He knew he was a mess. His always perfectly made hair was out of place. Visible big red marks scattered around his neck. He knew he wouldn't be able to cover it unless he used a scarf, together with a long turtleneck shirt.

His eyes were swollen, looking like they were about to fall out from their sockets.

Excusing the maid, he made his way out of the bathroom, hurrying towards his closet. Picking clothes that covered his entire body, he finally made his way out of the mansion, towards the bus stop, with only one thing in his mind. 'Find the original papers and prove himself right. He didn't care if Yoongi believed him or not.

He just needed to bring himself out of the clear.

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