"You know very well what I can do."
He huskily whispered against your ear, tightening his grip on your waist making you hiss.
"You are misbehaving with me, Mr Kim."
You gritted your teeth when you found him opening the strap of your dress from your...
"I'M DOING THIS BECAUSE I DON'T PLAN TO LOSE WHAT'S MINE..."
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Author's pov
"Kim Taehyung has the power to erase you from existence in under a minute if he lays his hand on you.."
As if to prove her point, something outside thudded once, sharp and deliberate. The kind of knock that wasn't asking permission.
They all flinched, including you.
"Do not underestimate him, run if love your life."
She finished coldly and the line went dead leaving them in tension.
Just after a few seconds you weakly lifted your head, disoriented. Their faces were drained of colour, eyes wide as they shoved aside crates and peeled open the creaky old window.
You blinked in confusion, watching as they scrambled out, one after another, disappearing into the snow without another word.
Your breath caught in your throat when you heard thud again. Your body stiffened, muscles locking up with terror. You squeezed your eyes shut, teeth clenching to stop the sob threatening to break loose.
Another thud and it was louder this time making the wood splintered. Your heart pounded so hard it hurt.
No... No... Not again... Please...
And then, with a final violent crack, the door burst inward, blown open in one brutal kick. The force flung it off its already weakened hinges, and it slammed hard against the wall behind it, snow swirling in like smoke.
You flinched violently, curling into yourself, not daring to look. Bootsteps crunched across the floor, slow, heavy and purposeful.
Your body screamed to move, to crawl away, but you couldn't. You were frozen in place, arms curled tight to your chest, eyes squeezed shut, breath trembling out in shallow gasps.
You didn't dare open your eyes.
Not until you heard a voice.His voice.
"Angel.."
He was a silhouette at first, tall, broad, dressed in black from boots to coat, snowflakes clinging to his hair and shoulders like stars on nightfall.
And when his eyes finally found you, everything else, the broken door, the scorched floor, the ropes left behind disappeared from his mind. The storm outside no longer mattered. The cold biting at his skin meant nothing. There was only you.
You were curled on the floor, pressed against the wall like you were trying to disappear into it. Your knees were pulled to your chest, arms wrapped tightly around yourself, body shivering uncontrollably. You looked so small. So hurt. Barely upright, barely awake, swaying slightly like a candle's flame moments before it goes out.
