As Aaira unfolded the letter, her heart sank at the sight of the blood-red ink staining the paper. With a trembling hand, she read the chilling words written before her, each sentence sending a chill down her spine.
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My dear love,
I can clearly see that you're having fun with your so-called boss.
Although you keep on saying he's your boss, I can see the tension in the air between you both. The way you were sitting on his lap last night on the plane... Did you ever think of me? Did you think about me before sleeping in your boss's arms?
And your boss will pay for this, don't you worry, my love. I'm right here for you to take you, and my eyes are always on you.
But yeah, if you want him to be safe, you can do something in return, How about wearing black to your ex's engagement? What a nice guy I am, am I not? I'm giving you an option to save your filthy boss.
But apart from this all, how about we meet? Let's meet in the dark, where it'll be just you and me, The function is tomorrow, and if you don't wear black and meet me, I hope your boss will pay for that. Not in dollar bills.
And yeah, I forgot to mention that I'm wearing black as well, my baby. We'll be twinning at the function.
I'll be at the function, waiting for the masked dance. Then, we'll slip away to the hotel's attic. There, we'll have our time together, away from everyone. I want you all to myself, with no interruptions from Jungkook, Jimin, or anyone else.
Your love consumes me, making me forget everything else. I forgot to mention, I'm sending you the dress you'll wear tomorrow. You must wear it, or else you know what will happen.
I want us to be together, in every sense of the word.
I want your soul, your body, all for myself. You belong to me, and I'll stop at nothing to make sure you're mine in every way possible.
With love,
Your admirer---------------------------------------------------------
Reading the letter, Aaira's body trembled uncontrollably, the wetness from her shower amplifying the chill of the night breeze against her skin. The words on the paper seemed to mock her, each sentence a sinister reminder of the danger that lurked in the shadows.
Just as she was about to fold the letter and tuck it away, Jungkook emerged from behind, gently draping a bath gown over her shoulders. His sudden presence startled her, and she couldn't help but tense up at the unexpected touch.
Jungkook: "I'm sorry for being a bit forward earlier,"
Jungkook said softly, his voice filled with genuine remorse.
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