THIRSTY LOVE ➳ CHANBAEK

Thirsty Love (ChanBaek Fanfic)

PROLOGUE
Warning!: This story contains 19+ and violent scenes and will not be suitable for underage ,if you could not stand seeing any tortures or other violent scenes to your loved ones(biases), you can stop reading. Read at your own risk.

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Sounds of chains screeching down the tiles echoes through the whole room with only a semi-light in the middle of the room, showcasing the figure tied up on a wooden old chair as it struggling to break-free. "What do you want from me!" The figure managed to speak between his muffled tone as his mouth being covered with a cloth.

The figure watches him forming a malicious smirk on his dashing yet terrifying face, crooking his head upwards as he looks at him jeeringly.
"Shhh-" He says, putting his indez finger across his face, telling the figure to be silent.

"Who are you!" The figure screamed, letting the other pulled his hair in a split second as the other hand patted his cheeks lightly. "Oh, me?" He let the figure's hair go harshly, turning around his back as he looked at the ceiling before giving the figure a long stare.

He scoffs, "Someone's going to get played real hard for not knowing who I am." "The he--" He let out a maniac laugh, regaining his self back as leans nearer to the figure, "Don't worry, I'll treat and play you well, Byun Baekhyun." "Fuck you, maniac." Baekhyun mouthed, watching him to take a step backwards as his eyes glints some kind of a signal.

ZZZZ A thick metal rod touches the figure's skin on his neck, toturing him with an electric shock. "OUCH!" Baekhyun screams, flinching in place and tears started to fill his eyes. "You're playing so well Baekhyun, I can't wait to show you some other things." He said, a glint of amusement in his eyes as he watches Baekhyun tearing in pain from the electric shock.

This was his favorite gameplay, torturing.

"Pl-please stop! I-I- it hurts!" Baekhyun shouted, tears strolling down his cheeks as he begs for mercy from him to stop the electric shock that his followers were giving. "AHH!" The other took the metal rod in his hand, drawing it nearer to Baekhyun's skin that is now all covered with red-purple marks as he slowly place it on his skin deeper.

Baekhyun couldn't contain the pain, the torture that the other was doing to him and he doesn't know why did he deserved this- he didn't do anything wrong, or did he? What is he? Does he know him? Why is he torturing him? Baekhyun felt like he was about to give up on his life right there and now, and he finally stopped screaming when the other withdrew it back away.

"You're going to be my toy Byun Baekhyun," He threw the metal rod away as he turned around and walked toward the exit door. One of his followers quickly opened the door for him and before he steps out, he crooked his neck aside, watching the half-lifeless Baekhyun around the corner of his eyes, "I'm Park Chanyeol, The Joker."

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