Hello......
This is my first ever ff, English is not my native language at all so if you find any kind of grammatical or spelling mistake then avoid it.
This story contains.
* manipulation.
* male dominance.
* violence.
* sexual assault 🔞
* trigger...
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With unsteady steps, YN hurried through the endless corridor, her breaths coming in shallow, uneven gasps. Every second felt stolen, every heartbeat drumming painfully against her ribs.
???: Hey! You! Stop there!
The sharp voice echoed through the hallway. Yn's heart lurched violently. She looked back.
A man dressed in a black suit was striding toward her with alarming speed.
Without another thought, she turned and ran. Her heels slapped frantically against the polished floor as she sprinted down the corridor until it suddenly opened into the main club hall.
The deafening bass swallowed every sound. Flashing lights painted the room in violent shades of crimson and blue while bodies danced, laughed, screamed, and drank. completely oblivious to whatever is going around them.
YN's panicked eyes darted across the chaos, desperately searching for a way out.
Then, The exit.
A flicker of hope ignited inside her. She shoved through the crowd, ignoring the irritated curses thrown her way. Just as she reached the door...
A man stepped directly in front of it. She froze.
???: Now...
A familiar voice came from behind, slow and mocking.
???: ...you have nowhere left to run.
Her blood ran cold. Maria's men emerged one after another, closing in from every direction like predators surrounding wounded prey.
YN instinctively stepped back. Her trembling eyes scanned the room again.
To escape anywhere... somewhere...
Then she spotted a staircase leading to the upper floor. Without hesitation, she bolted.
She pushed through the sea of drunken strangers, nearly stumbling as people collided with her. Behind her, Maria's men cursed loudly while forcing their way through the crowd.
But before one of them could catch up.....
A waiter wearing a simple party mask silently appeared behind him. The cold barrel of a gun pressed against the man's abdomen.
A muffled shot.
His body collapsed instantly. Almost simultaneously, the remaining pursuers were intercepted by several other masked men hidden among the guests.
One after another...
They disappeared into the chaos before anyone even realized what had happened.
YN never looked back. She raced up the staircase, her legs trembling so violently they threatened to give out beneath her.
