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Bound by Debt || OT7

In the bustling city of Seoul, 21-year-old Y/n lived a modest life with her father, a man with a gambling problem that often left them teetering on the edge of financial ruin. One evening, her world turned upside down when seven men arrived at their small apartment, their presence radiating menace. These men were notorious debt collectors, each one more intimidating than the last. Their names were Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook.

"Your father owes us a significant debt." Namjoon, the leader, said in a cold, authoritative voice. "Since he can't pay, you will." Her heart pounded in her chest. "But I don't have any money." she pleaded, her voice trembling.

"That's not our problem," Yoongi replied with a sinister smirk. "We'll take you instead."Before she could protest, they seized her, dragging her out of the apartment and into a black SUV parked outside. Despite her struggles, their grip was unyielding, and soon she found herself bound and blindfolded, the sound of the city fading as they drove to an unknown destination.When the blindfold was removed, Y/n found herself in a lavish mansion, its opulence a stark contrast to the terror she felt. The seven men surrounded her, their expressions cold and unforgiving.

"Welcome to your new home," Seokjin said mockingly. "You'll stay here until your father's debt is paid." They wasted no time in initiating her punishment. Stripped of her dignity, Hana was subjected to unimaginable horrors. They raped her, their actions brutal and devoid of compassion. Her cries for mercy were ignored, their only response being cruel laughter.Afterwards, they dragged her to a large bathroom. Hoseok filled a tub with ice-cold water, and they held her under, her lungs burning as she fought for air. When they finally let her breathe, it was only to cut her skin with sharp blades, leaving stinging, shallow wounds that marked her body.

"Now, crawl like a dog," Jimin commanded, fastening a dog collar around her neck. Humiliated and broken, she obeyed, crawling on all fours while they recorded her torment, their laughter echoing off the marble walls. Next, Taehyung brought out a container filled with spiders, watching with sadistic glee as Y/n recoiled in terror. They threatened to pour hot water on her if she didn't comply with their every demand, the threat of searing pain keeping her in a state of constant fear. When they were finally satisfied with her torment, they shifted their demeanor, treating her wounds with surprising gentleness. They bandaged her cuts, gave her warm clothes, and even fed her, their actions a twisted semblance of care.

"You belong to us now," Jungkook whispered, his voice filled with possessive affection. "If you ever try to escape or report us, we'll pour acid on your pretty face. Understand?"She nodded weakly, too exhausted to resist. They kissed her cheeks and forehead, their lips soft against her skin, a disturbing contrast to the brutality they had inflicted upon her.Days turned into weeks, and Y/n's existence became a cycle of torment and twisted care. The seven men kept her under constant watch, their obsession with her growing with each passing day. They lavished her with gifts and attention, their affection as suffocating as their cruelty.Despite her circumstances, Y/n's spirit refused to break completely. She knew she had to find a way out, but the threat of disfigurement and further pain loomed large in her mind. She played the role they expected, biding her time and hoping for an opportunity to escape their twisted clutches.

One night, as she lay in the opulent bedroom they had given her, she stared at the ceiling, tears silently streaming down her face. She knew that as long as she was in their grasp, her life would be a relentless cycle of horror and false affection.But deep inside, Y/n clung to a sliver of hope. She would survive this. She would find a way to escape. And when she did, she would ensure that the seven men who had tormented her would face justice for their crimes. Until then, she endured, her spirit unbroken, her resolve unyielding.