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Chapter Forty-two ⚠️

- 𝐘/𝐍 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒' 𝐏𝐎𝐕 -
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ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴋɪᴅɴᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ, ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ᴀʙᴜsᴇ/ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʀᴀᴘᴇ, ᴇᴛᴄ.

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ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴜɢɢᴇsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sᴋɪᴘ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀs ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ᴡᴀʏ!

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As I noticed Namjoon slowly losing consciousness, I turned around, only to see Chaewon holding an empty syringe, with a big fat smirk on her face.

My eyes widened realising that Chaewon and Mark were working together.

I'd read the letter she wrote to Joon when he was talking to JB, and I couldn't help the dread that filled me at the mere thought of what they'd do to me now, and also what she'd do with Namjoon.

Before I could collect myself and utter a single word, I felt a stinging sensation at the back of my neck, and within moments, I lost my battle against consciousness...

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I woke up some unknown hours later, and when I tried moving my hands, I found that I was restrained to what seemed to be a metal bed.

The room or whatever place they put me in, was dark, with only one single light bulb hanging from the ceiling on the other end of the room, but that little bulb was sufficient to give enough light to look around the room and notice that there wasn't a single window in this room.

The room was stinking like some rat had died in it. The room was freezing, and only when I looked down, did I realise that I was butt naked, all my clothes gone, every last piece.

Before I could contemplate what was happening, the door at the far end opened and in walked the three people I despised more than anyone I ever have, the three people I wouldn't mind going to jail for killing.

"Hello there daughter dearest." Spoke my excuse of a mother after coming to a stop in front of me, or should I say the so-called bed they tied me to?

I turn my face away from her, trying my best to ignore her and her presence. There's no one in this world I loathe more than my birth giver. I honestly don't even want to know how the fuck is she out of prison and here in Seoul.

She tries a few more times to get my attention, but when she doesn't get anything out of me, I feel a stinging sensation in my left thigh. I turn my head, only to see Chaewon with a scowl on her face, holding a flogger in her hand, which is apparently what she whipped me with.

It hurts like a bitch, but I don't let out a single sound. No way in hell am I giving them the satisfaction of hearing my painful sounds and screams.

When she doesn't get any reaction from me, she whips me again. This time on my other thigh. I yet again hold back my sounds.

It goes on for I don't even know how long, from my thighs to my stomach, my breasts, my vagina, and my thighs again.

The cycle continues countless times before she finally gives up with a curse under her breath and drops the flogger.