Park Jimin one of the powerful, wealthiest men in whole europe got a power to bend down the whole universe infront of him on its knees but when the most powerful men in whole europe goes on his knees just to save his family, just to save his love an...
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I always thought as a doctor when I see someone in pain, my first instinct will always going to be that what could I do make that person live. It's about saving the person, making sure that he or she lives healthy. Without any pain, but today I don't feel all those things.
I feel satisfaction. Pure satisfaction by looking at the two man's, who had snatched so much from me that today I am at that point, that I don't even remember what I had lost in this one month. All I just remember is pain, wounds, infinite scars on my body and some distraught nightmares in which I saw— Hector touching me.
I don't know if its all into my head or reality. I don't remember anything and that's what hurt me more, because if only I could remember what happened with me in that one week than I would be taking my revenge. But now I feel good seeing Hector and Hyun Bin in pain.
Its everything I asked Jimin to do to them and he delivered it. The promise he did to me, he delivered everything part of it. They had been strunged by celling with the help of chains.
Just like I have been chained for a week, they are also chained and the worst part is their body is bloody and bruised. Th blood its still dripping on floor through each and every cut. Their faces almost unrecognisble, eyes already closed, some of of the body parts removed and the most painful thing is that their skin had been peeled off their bodies.
All I can see is their second layer of muscles, tissues, nerves which are continuously bleeding and I am damn sure without getting treatment they will bleed out to death slowly. The most painful death anyone could deserve.
imin- They are alive. I keep them alive just for you to snatch their lives.
I clung to him, his arm a steel band around my waist, his touch the only thing tethering me to this dark reality. It was a fragile anchor, but it was enough. I felt the tremors in my own hands, my knuckles white as I gripped the lapel of his jacket. My breath hitched in my throat as he gave a subtle, almost imperceptible nod to his men.
The two bodyguards moved in sync, their movements as precise and cold as a surgeon's scalpel. They pulled on the chains, a metallic rasp echoing through the silent room. I watched, my heart a frantic bird in my chest, as the thick metal links tightened around Hyun Bin's and Hector's throats. Their faces, already bruised and battered, contorted in agony. They thrashed and clawed at the chains, a silent, desperate dance of death. Their eyes, wide and terrified, searched for air that wasn't there.
Just as their struggles weakened, as the light began to fade from their eyes and their bodies went slack, the guards released the tension. The chains clattered, and a harsh, ragged gasp filled the void. Both men collapsed to their knees, gasping, their lungs burning for air. They were back, but just barely. I gripped my husband's jacket tighter.
Until they have their eyes closed, I didn't feel any panic but now they are in their senses, finally their gaze fall upon me and the panic surging its way in my body. All I want now is to just hide from them as the flashbacks from that centre once again ran through my head.
