Yoongi pov
I walked inside my room, thinking about what Hyeeji Noona said. Then I remembered today early morning. I sighed and closed my eyes. I was so scared until she woke up, but when she didn't respond to me, I realized what was happening.
Luckily, I was fast enough to gain control and make Yieun sleep. I can't imagine losing her. Losing her cause of my dad.
I sighed and looked at the wall as I used the trick. The invisible door appeared as I walked inside. But my eyes widened as I took the sight in front.
Yieun was sitting in between the bed, wearing a.. very revealing gown. This wasn't Yieun. I gulped, "Yieun..." "Yes honey..." Her voice was soft and sweet, not the scared one. This isn't Yieun!
I walked closer to her as she stared at me with an unsettling smile, a sweet yet seductive one. I held her shoulders as I looked at her look, "Love... come to your senses... please..." I spoke softly as she frowned, "What do you mean baby..."
"I know it isn't you Yieun..." Yieun stared at my eyes with confusion. I stared back at her, "Please... don't do this.." A smirk crept on her lips as she grabbed me by my neck, her grip surprisingly tight, making me gasp.
"Doesn't this hurt?? Being choked by the person you love the most??" Her voice...it wasn't normal or sweet, but devilish. I struggled and tried to free myself but she smirked and laughed, the devilish laugh making me worried.
I looked at her ring, the light blue stone which represented me was now dark red. I looked at her as her eyes were red. I needed to do something... anything. I looked around and thought quickly before I gulped and looked at her, "Yieun... your mother..." She didn't flinch as her grip tightened.
I thought more as I looked around and gasped, "Yieun, Goddess Song!" Her grip loosened as she turned around trying to find the Goddess. I coughed and fell on the ground as I looked at her, desperately trying to find as she looked at me, "Y-Yoongi..." Her voice was soft now, shocked to see me coughing as I looked at her.
My eyes fell on the ring as it started turning red. Before it could, I gripped the jawline and looked at her with my blue eyes. She looked at me before her eyes rolled back and she fell in my arms, I caught her before she could fall as I stared at her. I messed up, fucking messed up!!
Jimin pov
My hands shivered as I pushed the room open. My dad's office. The huge room with many books but also with several whips, swords and leashes. I walked and looked at all of them all.
Memories filled up on how our dad would torture us here for the lightest mistake we ever did. I sighed and opened my shirt. If this is the way, I'll do it.
I closed my eyes and sighed as I gripped one of the whips. I was the one who inflicted pain, who is the cause of your condition right now, Diosa and as I said, I'll do anything and everything.
I looked at the huge window, which reflected the moon light in the room. As I closed my eyes, I moved the whip, which hit my body hard. I flinched at the impact but I didn't stop. Hit after hit, hisses and marks imprinted on my body, maybe I'm bleeding too.. yet I stood determined.
My eyes turned dark blue as I stared at the moon, different spells and chants going in my mind as I was determined, my movements never stopped.. I'll summon the demons today, without any sacrifice...
Cause I'm the sacrifice myself here..
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Love of Lust | Book 3 | PJM series
Fanfiction::#Book 3 of Love of Sins "All he wanted was to take was her title, her purity and her soul" Park Jimin, The Beautiful God of Lust who had a hobby of having girls in his bed. Every night there would be noises from his room. His hypnotic eyes enoug...
