"TRAPPED LOVE" - Chained By His Obsession |21+| JJK

🎭Beneath The Surface🎭

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Jungkook carried Yn inside his villa with care, a twisted tenderness in his movements as he placed her gently on the grand bed in the most luxurious room.

The room was breathtaking, adorned with silk drapes and delicate decor, yet it held a sinister undertone, just like him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, watching her unconscious form, tracing his fingers lightly along her soft cheeks and down her chin. His gaze softened, though his mind was far from gentle.

"Why don’t you understand, my lamb?" he murmured.

"Look how beautiful you are... staying still, right here beside me. You belong with me, always."

He smirked, "What were you thinking, trying to escape? Did you think I wouldn’t find you?"

His fingers trailed down to her lips, lingering for a moment.

"There’s no point in running, Yn. No matter where you go, I will find you. Even if it’s the ends of the world, you’ll always end up back in my arms."

The villa was typically where he held his most secretive mafia meetings, an arsenal of mass weapons and illicit supplies hidden within its walls. But now, it was just for them. For her.

He had cleared everyone out. No one else was allowed on the island. His men were handling the businesses outside, just as he instructed. For now, it was just the two of them, isolated from the rest of the world.

"I told them I won’t be available for some time," he whispered, his hand still caressing her. "We’re going to have all the time in the world now, my lamb."

Jungkook leaned in, pressing a possessive kiss on her forehead before rising from the bed. He walked to the window, staring out at the ocean surrounding his private paradise, waiting for the moment when she would wake and realize there was no escape.

It was night, almost mid. Jungkook slept beside yn, she was not yet conscious.

A few minutes later, Yn’s eyelids fluttered open, her vision blurry as her mind tried to process where she was.

Her head throbbed with a dull ache, and as she reached for her neck, she winced at the stinging pain. Her fingers grazed the spot where the syringe had pierced her skin, and a cold shiver ran down her spine.

"Where... am I?" she whispered, her voice hoarse, as fragments of her memory slowly trickled back. For a brief moment, everything felt surreal, like she had just woken from a nightmare.

Her eyes roamed the unfamiliar room luxurious, yet suffocating. The large glass windows revealed nothing but the pitch-black sky, an endless void.

It wasn’t until her gaze landed on the figure sleeping beside her that her heart began to race.

Jungkook'

Her breath hitched in her throat as the memories came rushing back. The plane. The island. Her desperate escape. He had caught her.

"He caught me..." she whispered, her body trembling with fear.

Carefully, she slipped out of the bed, her movements slow and calculated so as not to wake him. Each step felt heavier than the last, her heart thudding painfully against her chest.