Haunted Love

Chapter 27

Rain was pouring heavily on the ground, making the dirt messy. Thunder also was matching its way with the rain.

But, the terrifying scene was Jungkook himself.

His knee was pressed against Timon's neck who was struggling to breath and trying his best to push the male away.

"Trying hard to escape, huh?" Jungkook chuckled lowly, before taking the knife in the air and slamming it on his right palm once again.

Timon screamed out of his lungs, his gaze fell over his bloody hand and it terrified him more.

His left arm was trying to push Jungkook away but it wasn't enough.

"Just stop struggling, bastard. It won't help." The black haired male pressed his knee more firmly on the man's neck.

Timon choked on his breath.

His breathing was heavy and messy.

The rain was also making his situation worse.

"J-Jungkook, p-please." He begged, his voice low and vulnerable.

"Please what, Timon? Want me to leave you? Then the answer is no, I'm gonna play with you, little rat." Jungkook smirked darkly once again.

He held the knife in the air once more and slammed it on his left palm, tucking it with the ground beneath him.

Timon screamed once again, aloud with the thunder.

Jungkook laughed loudly, staring at the whimpering man beneath him.

Timon breathed heavily, biting his lips out of pain, his eyes fell over the balcony of the farmhouse.

The dark haired male followed his gaze and saw Siena standing there, shivering at the sight.

He smirked darkly, staring at her.

Siena's heart thumped wildly against her chest.

The smirk sent chills through her body along with the cold air, blowing against her.

Jungkook chuckled lowly and turned back to face Timon.

"Let's get you inside, Timon. You are my guest and I take care of my guests so well." He laughed out loud.

The thunder fell again, lighting up his posture.

A posture which was so close towards the devil.

The laughter was so dark that it echoed through the area along with the rain and the storm.

"Now you are gonna stay here. Don't worry, I won't kill you this easily, but slowly, after gaining all the information I need."

He smirked, tying him with the chair in the basement tightly.

"J-Jungkook l-leave me. I won't c-come again. Please." He begged, his voice was hoarse from screaming.

"As I said, Timon. I'll kill you after having my information." Jungkook chuckled, bandaging the victim's wounded hands.

"And you have your daughter in your home too, right?" He added, looking up with a dark smile.

Timon shivered in fear.

Indeed, his daughter was in his home. All alone.

"No, Jungkook no. She's just a child, please."

"Nice move, Timon. Keep your mouth shut and don't speak until I say if you want your daughter alive."

Cutting the edge of the bandage, Jungkook got up and went out from the basement, locking the door behind him and leaving a whimpering, begging man inside, alone.