Forced Marriage 🥀

Part 3 .

Jimin swallowed hard, the gravity of Yoongi's words weighing heavily on him. “What do you want from me?” he asked, trying to keep the quiver out of his voice.

Yoongi studied him, a smirk creeping onto his face. “I want you to understand your place. You’ll be here, close to me, and you’ll learn to respect that. There’s power in fear, and I intend to show you exactly what I mean.”

“But I don’t want to be part of this!” Jimin protested, desperation lacing his tone. “I’m not a part of your world!”

“Too late for that,” Yoongi said, stepping back slightly, his expression hardening. “You crossed a line, and now you’ll see the consequences. Get used to it, Jimin. You’ll need to adapt if you want to survive.”

Jimin’s thoughts spiraled, fear and anger battling within him. How could he possibly escape this nightmare? He clenched his fists, trying to gather his courage. “You can’t keep me here forever. I’ll find a way out.”

Yoongi laughed softly, the sound chilling. “You think you can outsmart me? You have no idea what I’m capable of. You’re in my world now, and I make the rules.”

With that, he turned away, leaving Jimin trembling in the dim light, the realization settling in that his fight for freedom had only just begun.

As Yoongi exited the room, he found Jungkook leaning against the hallway wall, eyeing him curiously. Noticing Jungkook’s intense gaze, Yoongi chuckled, running a hand through his hair.

“Why did you kidnap him, Hyung?” Jungkook asked bluntly.

Yoongi leaned back, folding his arms. “Because he’s different,” he replied, his tone calm but intrigued. “He’s the first to look me in the eye without flinching. The fire in him… I want to see if it’ll survive or burn out.”

Jungkook raised a brow, unsure. “So what’s your plan with him?”

Yoongi’s gaze darkened slightly. “I’ll find out how strong he really is.”

Jungkook sighed, recognizing that determined look. "You think he'll break?"

Yoongi shrugged, a hint of a smirk on his face. “Either he’ll bend or he’ll rise. Either way, it’ll be worth watching.”

Yoongi’s smirk lingered as he turned away from Jungkook and walked down the dim hallway. The echo of his footsteps seemed to carry his thoughts. He was intrigued by Jimin in a way he hadn’t been before. Jimin wasn’t like the others who cowered or tried to win his favor. He had the audacity to meet Yoongi’s gaze, even strike him, challenging Yoongi in a way that sparked curiosity and irritation all at once.

As he headed to his office, Yoongi’s mind began to form plans. He intended to test Jimin’s limits, to see if the spark in his eyes would fade or grow. There was a thrill in the unknown, and Yoongi wasn’t one to walk away from a challenge.

A knock at his door interrupted his thoughts, and one of his men entered. “Sir, he’s awake.”

Yoongi nodded, his smirk returning. “Good,” he murmured, standing up. "Let’s see just how long that fire lasts.”

With a sense of purpose, he headed toward the room where Jimin waited, knowing this encounter would be the start of something unpredictable.

As Yoongi entered the room, he saw Jimin casually sitting in a chair, munching on chips and sipping a cold drink as if he owned the place. Raising an eyebrow, Yoongi asked, "Where’d you get those?”

Jimin shrugged, unbothered, “From your fridge. You brought me here, so I’ll make myself comfortable.”

Intrigued by Jimin’s defiance, Yoongi started moving toward him, his intense gaze making Jimin’s heart race. As Yoongi closed the distance, hands gripping the chair’s arms, he leaned close, locking eyes with Jimin. Jimin’s breath hitched, his confidence wavering for a moment.