Fugitive | seulyong

v.

"sometimes, the only certainty is betrayal."

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"to playhouse agent."

It's been 30 minutes already and seulgi's ears are ringing due the deafening silence. Plus those 3 words that she heard a few moments ago kept bouncing inside her head and it seriously bugs her.

"playhouse huh." She huffs. What did I seriously do?

Seulgi looked around the ambulance. She thought that it was still useless to break the door due something was blocking it from the outside. Nothing really works here rather than the defibrillator. Seulgi desperately thought.

she winced in pain when the ambulance suddenly ran through a large bump at a fast pace, causing her weight to shift and her head to reach the ambulance's roof. She massaged her head and glared at taeyong whose lips curved into a playful smirk.

Seulgi looked at the ambulance's door and based from her expression, she was not pleased from the view. The bright city streets, buildings and stalls were replaced by a country vibe. Although it's dark, seulgi can still clearly see the huge trees and old country houses passing from the view.

She inwardly cursed. I'm caught by a maniac psycho!

What if taeyong drags her to a slaughter house? What if he drags her to somewhere not-so-pure and do bdsm stuff? What if he takes her to her end?

Endless thoughts came rushing through her head that got her panicking.

She gritted her teeth and glared at the driver once again.

"what do you really want with me!?" she now shouts. Taeyong grins at seulgi's frantic tone.

"why the sudden panic?" taeyong asks casually, "you've been after my men for a few months from now—well, a few years if it includes your boss, that damned park jimin."

"what do you want? I am not jimin. If you're just using me bait then it won't work."

Taeyong laughed and it echoed throughout the ambulance. "it will though." He gave her a quick glance from the mirror. "don't be so impatient."

Seulgi tried to weigh her conclusions and based from the theories that's building up in her head, it doesn't sound good.

"so that's what you want?" seulgi hid her desperateness through a scoff, "you wanted to reverse things around, kill me, my boss and blow up the whole agency."

Taeyong turned the steering wheel to the right and inwardly grinned when he caught sight of the rest house that he used to love.

"you're very intelligent agent 17." Taeyong replied. "but that's not all."

The ambulance stopped at an unknown location. Seulgi admits, although she's an agent, she has fears. And she was petrified just now. She glanced at the window and saw huge oak trees, leaves scattered around the area and a huge old vacation house.

s-so this is playhouse? She thought and gulped at what might happen to her. Taeyong stepped out of the ambulance and grabbed a rope and a tie from the passenger's seat. He licked his lips.

Seulgi's heart was ramming at her chest and she couldn't think of a worthy escape. She isn't gonna die, no. that's what's she's possible of.

But she would rather die than to be touched by that bastard big boss.

Taeyong removed something that kun put at the ambulance door so it won't easily open from the inside. seulgi's breath was ragged when she heard the clicking sounds of the door. She wiped the beads of sweat on her temple and prepared herself for the worst.