𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔

• 𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑳𝑬𝑫 𝑰𝑵 𝑫𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑰𝑻 •

I open my eyes to the most annoyingly beautiful ceiling I've ever seen. It's like the designer thought, "Hey, let's make this ceiling so stunning, it'll distract you from the fact that you're probably in a nightmare." And, oh, I'm living that nightmare. Memories come flooding back like a tsunami, and I'm drowning in the chaos. Today i saw him - the monster, doing real monstrous things- his hands are drenched in blood and sin, how his eyes gleamed with a sinister intensity, like he was so proud to do, what he did. My heart races like a jackrabbit on steroids.

I sit up, and my head spinning like a top. It's night already...I must have fainted because, well, who wouldn't? I mean, I've surely seen some messed-up stuff in my life, but this guy? He's on a whole other level, he enjoyed it and that was the most terrific thing for me.

As I take in my surroundings, I realize I'm in some luxurious master bedroom. The glass wall shows off the city lights like a twinkling canvas, and the white curtains flow in the air like ghostly apparitions. It's like a sickeningly beautiful trap.

Where am I? And, more importantly, where is he? I look around, but there's no sign of Jungkook. I throw off the covers and get out of bed. I need to find a way out of here before he comes back. Before he decides to show me his true colors again or worse this time blast me instead of the cars.

I turn back towards the door, determined to find a way out, but my feet falter, because there stood a man. Leaning against the doorframe, looking like a celestial being who's lost his way to heaven. His eyes are sharp, mischievous, and utterly captivating. Chiseled features, piercing gaze, and a head of hair that's simply divine.

I gaze into his eyes, I'm jolted back to reality. He tilts his head, just like Jungkook does when he's observing me like a specimen. And then, his lips curve into a smirk, sending shivers down my spine. My heart races as I realize that this beautiful stranger might be connected to Jungkook. Might be here to keep me captive, or worse.

He pushes off the doorframe, his movements fluid and graceful. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here. The sleeping beauty finally wakes up. And Sorry to break it up, but you woke up before i could convince, my highness to kiss you" he says, his voice low and husky. I take a step back, my eyes locked on his, as he steps into the room, his presence filling the space with an otherworldly energy.

I didn't quit paid attention to whatever shit he said because I panicked, I'm god knows where trapped with a stranger, who's taking steps towards me..I stumble backward, my hands flailing behind me for balance. My fingers brush against a vase on the table, and I grab it, holding it up like a shield.

"Stay back!" I warn, trying to sound fierce. "We don't want to have to open up your head and see if there's actually a brain in there!"

The stranger chuckles looking at my hands shivering, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, darling I get it now. I see why Jungkook looks so worked up every time he's around you. You're a handful, aren't you?" "