"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍"

HIS CHUCKLE

The world doesn't revolve around her. Even if she's in pain, it doesn't matter to me. In fact, I want her to feel the pain, then nobody else should. I had just finished a hot shower and slipped into my bathrobe as I walked towards the mirror, ruffling my hair and sending droplets flying.

The heat from the shower made me feel flushed, and beads of sweat began to form on my forehead.

As I rummaged through my wardrobe for my evening wear, as I caught a whiff of something foul... something akin to rotten fish.

I sniffed and instinctively covered my nose; it was a wretched stench that made me feel nauseous. The foul odor intensified as I scanned my room for the source of the smell.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and the smell hit its peak, causing me to look towards it in disgust. There stood Yn, drenched and reeking.

I took her in from head to toe, feeling a mix of disgust and dirtiness as I stared at her in sheer revulsion; she looked both gross and furious.

"What is that supposed to be?!" she shouted in anger, stomping her foot, prompting me to look her over again.

"It's not heaven that should treat her like a goddess; rather, it's hell that should burn her until it truly hurts."

I examined her, as I spotted some seaweed tangled in her hair. It took me a moment to process until my eyes widened, and I couldn't help but let out a sweet laugh. Please don't tell me that she jump into that pond??

She has to be joking. It hasn't been cleaned in months and it's dept and with that all fungus formed around it, that's disgusting. My laughter made her face flush with embarrassment.

I charged angrily into his room, he was insane. He literally made me jump into the pond and those sons of his. Upon entering, I saw him by the wardrobe in nothing but a bathrobe.

His hair was disheveled, with wet drops trickling from the ends. The robe was made of silk, revealing his chest and shoulder muscles. He looked incredibly attractive, and my heart raced when our eyes met.

But his expression soured as he noticed me.

Ugh! I should have expected his good looks wouldn't come with good behavior, especially after remembering what he had just done to me. My anger flared.

"What the hell was that?!" I shouted, stomping my feet in frustration. How could he leave me with those beasts of his? Fury coursed through my veins.

He looked me up and down, and then he suddenly chuckled, which left me baffled. What the hell? Did he lose it?

But it wasn't a sarcastic laugh; it was genuine. It was the first time he seemed so charming...

My cheeks burned, but his attitude always spoiled the moment as always. No, YN, remember he's a monster who nearly sliced you! That injury still lingers and will take at least two days to heal.

I wanted to argue more, but my anger dissipated in an instant. Why? I tried to speak, but no words came out.

What are you doing to me Jeon Jungkook!? But that doesn't change the fact that I hate you... I turned and left the room, probably leaving him stunned.

Ugh, Yn, you're so stupid. Why didn't you confront him? You should have kicked him hard in the gut where it really hurts! Think, Yn, think!

You need a plan to escape this nightmare, this mansion...

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