"If you don't get out of my house in ten seconds, I'm never going to let you go again," he lowly warns as a way of threatening her. It was as if her staying meant that he'd devote his entire body and soul to her, and that was exactly the case.
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As Taelyn paced back and forth in the living room, a restless energy coursed through her veins, urging her to break free from the confines of the house and taste the sweet freedom of the outside world. These walls felt like they were closing in on her, suffocating her.
She felt like the longer she stayed confined, the crazier she'd become. She didn't even know how her mother, her friends, and her brother were doing, so she had a lot on her mind.
Despite the risks, Taelyn found herself unable to resist the pull of the outside world. With a determined set to her jaw, she made up her mind, her resolve hardening with each step she took towards the door.
As she reached for the handle, a pang of guilt shot through her heart, accompanied by the faint echo of Heeseung's warning to stay put. But even as she hesitated, her longing for freedom won out, driving her to throw caution to the wind and step out into the unknown.
She knew how to use a gun now, after all. Kinda. She grabs it from the counter and stuffs it in a fanny pack she found nearby. And she hoped her new purple hair would also aid her.
With confidence, Taelyn ventured out into the cool night air, the weight of the pistol tucked securely into the waistband of her jeans serving as a silent reassurance.
As Taelyn strolled along a riverside, the gentle lapping of the water against the shore served as a soothing melody, a balm to her weary soul. The cool breeze whispered through the air, carrying with it the scent of fresh blooms and the promise of a new beginning.
But her moment of freedom was short-lived, as she soon found herself face to face with danger lurking in the shadows. A figure emerged from the darkness, their features obscured by the cover of night. Before Taelyn could react, strong hands closed around her throat, cutting off her breath in a vice-like grip.
As her thoughts drifting to happier times, she was suddenly jolted back to reality by a sharp pain in her side. Before she could react, a strong arm wrapped around her throat, cutting off her air supply, and she felt herself being dragged into the shadows.
"Are my eyes deceiving me? You're Target 43, aren't you? The target of every mafia right now?" the deep voice hides into her ear.
Panic surged through her veins as she struggled against her attacker, clawing desperately at their arm in a futile attempt to break free. But the mafia member's grip only tightened, their malicious intent clear in the way they pinned her against the cold, hard ground.
As Taelyn struggled against her attacker, her voice came out in strained gasps. "Let me go!" she choked out, her fingers clawing desperately at the arm constricting her throat.
The mafia member's voice was cold and menacing as they hissed in her ear, "You're coming with me, sweetheart. If I kill you now, I will be glorified." As he held unto her, she notices a "YG" tattoo on his big arm.
