The Bunny shadow

Chapter 17

And despite her pleas, he remained unyielding, his heart set on making her understand the extent of his possessive desire.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" Jungkook's voice was low, strained, dripping with a mix of frustration and dark need. He pressed his chest flush against her back, his breath hot against her ear. She could feel the rapid thump of his heartbeat, syncing with her own racing pulse. It was impossible to escape him-he was everywhere.

Surrounding her.

Devouring her.

"You can't run, Y/N," he growled softly, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. His hands gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging in possessively. "I see you with other people, laughing, smiling... It fucking drives me insane. You're mine. You know that, don't you?"

She tensed, unable to respond. The air was thick with tension, and his words echoed in her head, twisting her thoughts. His voice was intoxicating-dangerous.

"I could break anyone who gets too close to you," he continued, his lips curling into a sick smile as he moved his mouth along her neck, grazing her skin with his teeth. "I don't care how far you run or who you think can save you. There's no escaping me."

She started crying, hating him so much that she wasn't even aware of how deeply you could hate a person. "I'll get rid of you... I swear it." She sniffled. He laughed sharply. "I know you'll try." She hated his confidence, it was too much.

Jungkook shifted, finally pulling away just enough to give her space to breathe. But his presence was still overwhelming, his shadow looming over her like a predator watching its prey.

Slowly, painfully, she pushed herself off the cold ground, her legs trembling beneath her as she tried to gather the strength to escape. She turned to look at him.

"God, you're so fucking perfect," he whispered, his voice soft but filled with something disturbingly possessive. "Everything about you... drives me insane. And it's killing me, Y/N. Because if I can't have you-completely, wholly-you'd better believe no one else will."

He stepped back further, the distance not enough to make her feel safe. His eyes were dark, intense, filled with a madness that terrified her. His obsession had always been dangerous, but now... it was becoming lethal. The message was clear: she could try to escape, but he would always be there, watching, waiting.

Y/N didn't say a word.

She couldn't.

Every nerve in her body screamed at her to run, to get as far away from him as possible. She glanced at Jungkook one last time, his intense gaze locking with hers. His lips twitched into a slow, dangerous smile as if he knew exactly what was going through her mind.

"Yes, you're free for now, princess."

She stood up and started walking toward the stairs, her steps quick and unsteady as she tried to shake off the suffocating feeling that clung to her skin like his touch. The night was cold, and the street eerily quiet. Her mind raced with thoughts of his sick, possessive words.

Jungkook didn't follow her. Instead, he stood there, watching her leave with that same dark smile still tugging at his lips. "Run all you want," he muttered to himself, chuckling softly. "I'll always be right behind you."

Y/N quickened her pace, the distance between them growing, but the weight of his presence still pressed down on her.

.....

She sighed in relief as she approached her house, relief flooding her veins. She was almost safe.

But something felt off.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as she sensed it-someone was following her.

Her heart pounded as she glanced over her shoulder, but the street was empty. The chill in the air seemed sharper now, biting at her skin as she hurried to her door, fumbling with her keys. Her hands trembled, adrenaline rushing through her veins as she tried to unlock the door as fast as possible.

Just as she slid the key into the lock, a shadow loomed behind her. Before she could react, a large hand clamped over her mouth, muffling her scream.

Her body tensed, panic surging through her, but she couldn't move. The man behind her was strong, his grip unyielding.

A thick cloth was shoved into her mouth, the sharp chemical scent invading her senses. Her vision blurred almost instantly, her strength leaving her as the world around her began to fade.

"Hello... Y/N, it's been a while." The man laughed darkly.

She tried to struggle, to fight back, but it was no use. Her legs gave out beneath her as her consciousness slipped away, her body falling limp into the arms of the man in the hood.

With swift, calculated movements, the man scooped her up, cradling her unconscious form against his chest.

He glanced around quickly, ensuring no one had witnessed the scene, before carrying her to a black car parked just a few feet away. The night swallowed them both as he placed her in the back seat, shutting the door quietly.

Sliding into the driver's seat, he glanced at Y/N's lifeless form through the rearview mirror and pulled out his phone. His fingers typed a message quickly, sending it off.

"Got her."

Moments later, his phone buzzed with a reply. A single message appeared on the screen.

"Good. Bring her to me."

The man smirked and started the car, the engine roaring to life as he sped off into the night, Y/N disappearing into the darkness with him.