Right One

𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱

A/n pov

"N-no no! Please spare me! Le-leave me! L-let go" A tan skinned man, being dragged towards a van, blindfolded, hands cuffed behind his back and his clothing torn, screamed and shouted, wishing some miracles to happen.

The men surrounding him, taking him along with four more men and woman, including one woman and other three men, remained unaffected, as if untouchable, unapproachable, totally unfazed by the situation at front, as if used to this, which made the all victim's, who are being taken, skin crawl, and itch in fear and anticipation, goosebumps rising.

The armed men shoved the victims inside the van and got in, showing no mercy to their pitiful pleads, their begging falling into deaf ears, the men turning a blind eye to their obvious fear and agony.

"Yes boss. We are on it. They'd be there in an hour." A man spoke, voice robotic.

The only lady among them let out a heart wrenching wail, throwing her head back and sobbing pathetically, mourning over her kids that were probably going to be orphans from the next day.

Orphan? Yes.

All of them knew who the men are. They knows why they're being taken and their purposes, and they also knows there's no other escape to this. If it happened with you, it mark and end to your life. They've grown up this but still, now that it's their own turn, they can't help but feel scared, terrified even, to let go of their loved ones, their family, their life, only because of someone's twisted pleasure.

They weren't born to be someone's plaything but the place they're brought up made them— forced them to believe so.

Park Hyun-sik always got people taken for himself.  To play with them.

"Can you guys, like- seriously, shut up? Even for once? What do you want? To make our ears bleed with your deafening screams?" One of the kidnapper, seated beside a man in grey slacks with a white button up, slapped him and asked harshly, his voice ruthless and irritated.

All the kidnapped people closed their mouth shut, biting their lips to suppress their sobs.

A few minutes passed with the inside of the van silent, the only sound coming was the tyres screeching, other vehicles passing by and the wind. Other than that, the ride was eerily calm and silent.

"Shit!"

The passengers, as in the kidnapped people, snapped their heads towards the direction, from where the voice came from, and bolted forward with a a great force as the van suddenly came into a halt, making everyone jump in their place and wince as they got hurt a little. All of them cursing at the driver.

"What the fuck Soo-hyun?" One of the kidnappers snapped angrily and looked outside the window, noticing two cars blocking their way, on on the front one at back.

"Were cornered." A female voice spoke from the driver seat.

"Damn it" They were irritated and furious.

If they didn't get the toys to Hyun-sik and John, on time, they are going to have them as toys. They cursed under there breathe and groaned in frustration. Annoyance creeping in, crawling under their skin, waiting to lash out.

"You both, keep them in check. We both will go and see them." The kidnapper, that's seated beside the grey-slack man, said to the two persons at the front, one of them being Soo-hyun, the driver and the other one— well, another merciless machine hired by John, operated by heartless commands and ruthless demeanour.

The kidnapped people were now more stressed. All they had ever wished for was, to never cross paths with Bloodlust group's men when they're in hunt.

But—