MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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I went straight up the stairs, following the row of lights next to each step, glowing in some dimmed lighting to make it all so much more inticing and intriguing. Or that's how it's supposed to be.

This place is some high-level shit. It looks like a hotel. There are rooms on both sides of the long hallway ahead of me. Each door is soundproofed, with golden numbers on then like it's an apartment. These are all private rooms, and there's no one in the hall. Besides the music from the speakers, nothing else you can hear or see.

I walked down the place, searching for one number only, nearly running through the place to get there faster. Even Hella, who was behind me, had to run to catch up.

Hallway ended with number 25, and then there was a turn to the left, and it was quite clear where room 37 was without searching for the number.

3 guards that Ren came in with were in front of the room, standing still by the wall like some secret agents. They are actually guarding this fucker while he's fucking a few feet away. I suppose I'll do them a favour in more ways than one. This is the last time they'll guard him, because it's the last time he'll use his cock.

The thing is that I need to clean them up quietly. If he hears a thing, he'll run. Or maybe you can't hear inside. Let's hope.

Just the knowledge that he was mere 20 feet away blinded me with rage. I would fight a dragon right now to get to him, and I'm not wasting time.

Without even bothering to think about one on one fighting a single one of the three, I drew my gun with the silencer and shot three bullets straight through their skulls before they even looked my way. 3 bullets, 3 headshots.

First guy slid down the wall he was leaned on, a bloody trail following down the wall behind the hole in his head. Second one fell over to the side, his body thudding with all the weight, and the third guy fell over his body, his fall cushioned by the body beneath him.

My legs gave way and my body started moving on its own, carrying me down the hall with the speed of light. My vision kept flashing red and black, the anger and excitement over the incoming torture taking over my brain. And I waited no longer than a breath to open the door. 

I honestly wanted to just bust down the door and run in, but then I thought why not give him a heart attack and open them slowly.

A room almost as dark as my soul enveloped me in it's size and muted lighting. Red lights gliding across the ceiling were the only source of lighting, and it seems like it's coming from a projector of sorts. But what I focused on was the wall across from me.

A massive bed dressed in silk sheets, inhabiting two people. A naked woman with her arms tied behind her back, bent over the bed so her head is hanging off as she's whimpering in obvious pain and fear. Her neck nearly breaking as a massive hand grips it tightly, pulling on it so it's at almost 90 degrees, showing her tears glistening on her face, mascara running down under her eyes. And the one I came here for.

Ren was too much into his work of sadism to notice me, or anyone else, standing there. He was enjoying himself, choking the woman to the point she was changing colours, and he obviously went hard on her ass with the spanking, as there are not only marks on her pale skin, but bruising and more than one bloody scratch, which I assume were his dirty claws. 

The only reason I haven't said or done a thing yet is because if I do, I will kill him here and now, and I really, really, truly want him to suffer to the point he begs for death.

Maybe I would have taken longer to collect myself, but the poor woman was screaming in pain, squirming to get away as he tried to force himself in her ass.