JISUNG
As I'm sitting there tied to this damn wooden chair, I can't help but think.. Where the fuck am I? What is this place, a torture chamber? I look around the room and see various tools lined up on a table. The overhead light is currently flickering, giving me a headache. It feels like some sort of dark dingy basement, yet it's absolutely pristine in here. If this isn't screaming psychopath I don't know what does. Here in front of me, sits a man who seems to hold a type of power over me. A power I've never felt before. I fear that whatever game this is, the one we appear to be playing. It will not end well for either of us.
"Who are you, Han Jisung? What answers do you need? Perhaps i can help, maybe we can come to some kind of an agreement" He says, offering a small smile, and yet there is zero warmth there. It is a smile of a predator watching prey caught in a net.
I almost allow myself to think that he's showing an ounce of compassion. If he thinks I'm stupid enough to fall for his shit attempt at getting on my good side, he is completely wrong. Though I look small and soft, give me my daggers, and he will regret bringing me here like this. I've worked too hard for too long to have some absolutely gorgeous, slightly unhinged, mafia man come and ruin it.
"What kind of agreement?" I ask in response.
"Well, it just so happens, I am in need of some more people for my next mission" He says.
"So? Get some more of your men to with you" I say back, confused.
"I need people like..." He cocks his head to the side, using his knife to point up and down at me. "Like you and your little friends"
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I ask with anger laced in my voice.
"Well, look at it this way, princess. I have a "business" meeting coming up. My friends and I are required to go to a club with a particular type of theme. We need distractions for the security" He says in return.
"Distractions? What are you going to be doing? What type of club?"
"Let's just say, some men my father is in business with are taking money from us and think i dont know about it. Haha, THE fools. But alas my father cant find out about this, as its under my command. Therefore, its my responsibility. So my father would not be best impressed and ill be damned if I have to sit through any more of his lectures on how to run my business and my team" He says, looking in slight shock as he has just let himself rant at a complete stranger. "Anyway" He says, clearing his throat. "Unfortunately for my friends and I, we aren't giving the type of vibe that would be good enough for a distraction you see" He replies.
"WHAT TYPE OF VIBE IS THAT EXACTLY?!" I shout in disgust.
"Bottom vibes, Jisung." He says, no emotion on his face.
"What makes you think im a bottom, or gay for that matter?"
"Just a hunch, I saw the way your pulse jumped when I pressed the blade against it, when i whispered in your ear" He says staring into my eyes.
"Could have been out of shock or fear" I say in response.
"I think" He stands and walks to me. "That deep down" He lowers his face, so it's inches from mine. "You enjoyed it" He says, his lips hovering over mine.
My heart rate is through the roof. Good god, this man is going to be the death of me.
"You're wrong" I say back.
He didn't seem to like that response, as I felt his hand wrap around my throat. Pushing my head against the back of the chair, towering over me, pinning me there. The way his eyes pierce into my soul, it's exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
I let out a small yelp.
"Don't test me, princess" He says, tightening his grip.
Oh, how I want to test the man who stands before me. I want to work out what makes him tick, it's like I want him get mad. I want to see how far I can push him before he snaps.
I let out a small whine and notice something shift in him. And he says I'm the one who likes this, pot, kettle?
"So what if I did?" I say breathlessly.
"Then you are exactly the right person for the job" He says, releasing me and stepping back. "I will help you with whatever answers you seek if you agree to help me"
"Okay, you will need to untie me and let me go. I have to speak with the others"
"I will, under one condition" He says.
"Go on.."
" You are to have Hyunjin accompany you. Believe me when I say. He will not leave without them. So you better do your best to convince them yourself" He smirks.
"Fine, but if he touches a hair on their heads, I won't hesitate to defend them. I will make him bleed" I say with absolute certainty.
"Okay, princess, as you wish" He scoffs.
I hope they understand. It will all work out... Right?
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