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chapter 7

Last chapter ending:

"Why are you doing this? Who are you!?" I demanded, anger flaring up alongside my fear. While the other two just stood there, assumed that the guy who was talking to me was the leader

He chuckled softly, leaning against the wall with an air of nonchalance that made my skin crawl.

"You'll find out soon enough, darling,"

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A smirk crossed his lips, and it sent a shiver down my spine. "You'll find out soon enough, darling," he said, his tone mocking. I hated how he made me feel so small.

Then he switched tactics, a storm brewing in his expression. "Who sent you? and Who do you work for?" Each question felt like a blow, and I could hear the accusation in his voice.

"I'm not working for anyone!" I protested, shaking my head. "I got lost! I just wanted to find my way out!" I said desperate I needed him to understand that I was just an innocent bystander in this twisted game.

"Lost?" he scoffed, disbelief etched across his face. "No one has ever found this place without help! Someone sent you here, I know it!" His eyes bore into mine as if he could read my thoughts and see the truth or the lie hidden within.

"Please, you have to believe me!" I pleaded. "I was just trying to find my way out!" My voice cracked slightly as fear washed over me. How could he think I was a threat when all I wanted was to leave?

He stepped closer, invading my space with his anger. "You think I'm going to believe that? You're lying!" The way he said it made me feel cornered, like prey being stalked by a predator.

Behind him, the two men stood still in the doorway like silent guards. Their expressions were unreadable, but their presence loomed large over me, reminding me of how trapped I truly was.

"Tell me the truth," he demanded, leaning in as if he could force the answer out of me with sheer intimidation. "Or I can make this very uncomfortable for you."

My breath caught in my throat at his threat. The reality of my situation crashed over me like a wave, this wasn't just a misunderstanding. This was dangerous.

I could see the frustration boiling in his eyes as I continued to deny everything he accused me of. "I'm telling you, I'm not a part of anything! I just stumbled into this place!" My voice trembled, but I fought to keep my composure.

He ran a hand through his hair, clearly losing patience. "You think this is a game? Do you think I'm just gonna believe you and put the people I love at risk, huh?!" he snapped, stepping closer, his face inches away from mine. I could feel the heat radiating off him, a mix of anger and something darker that sent chills down my spine.

"Just tell me the fucking truth!" he shouted, and I flinched at the intensity of his voice. He was losing control, and that scared me more than anything else.

"Please," I whispered, desperation creeping into my tone. "I don't know anything, please just let me go!"

Suddenly, he turned on his heel, frustration evident in every movement.

"Jungkook, knife"

he ordered one of the men standing guard.

"But hyeong-" jungkook looked kinda scared now as he tried to change the leader's mind

"Now!"

Jungkook nodded and hurried away, leaving me trembling in the oppressive silence.

'So the guy who chased me is called... Jungkook' his name sounded weirdly familiar, but no matter how hard I tried to remember... nothing came to my mind, I was way too scared to even remember my own fucking name

My heart stared racing as I processed his words. A knife? Why did he want a weapon? The fear surged again. This was escalating far beyond what I had anticipated.

Jungkook walked forward, reached into his waistband, and pulled out a gleaming knife before handing it to the leader, and he looked skeptical?, The blade glinted ominously in the low light as the leader took it, gripping it tightly in his hand

suddenly, jungkook ran out of the room. the other guy tried to stop him but couldn't.

The leader turned back to me with a predatory look in his eyes. "So darling... are you going to start talking."

He looked furious, and before I could react, he slapped me hard across the face. The sting radiated through my cheek, and tears sprang to my eyes, blurring my vision. I fought back the urge to cry out, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break.

"Stop crying!" he barked, his voice laced with anger as he stepped closer, the knife glinting ominously in his hand. "Are you going to continue lying now?!"

I shook my head frantically, trying to gather my thoughts amidst the chaos swirling around us. "Please... just let me go, and I won't bother you ever again!" My voice trembled, but I pressed on, desperate for a way out.

But he wasn't interested in negotiation anymore. His grip tightened on the knife as he raised it, poised to strike. My heart raced as adrenaline coursed through my veins. I could feel every beat echoing in my ears like a war drum.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be," he growled, inching closer, his eyes wild with rage and something else fear? I could sense his uncertainty beneath the bravado.

Just as he leaned in closer, ready to carry out his threat, the door suddenly burst open with a loud bang that echoed through the room.

And it was... what!!

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This was chapter seven, I hope you liked it cuties

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