You don't own me

Part 5

You were sitting on the couch starring out of the window front. It was dawning outside. The sun had nearly vanished behind the horizon. Four days had past. In these four days you had used the phone a lot. Mostly you called the reception to bring you food or as you were very bored to go swimming. It had been a little strange. A bodyguard about twice as big as you guided you to a swimming pool which no one else was using. Eve though it was in the afternoon. And it was a decently warm day which actually wouldn't really matter since it was inside. You wondered if this one belongs only to Baekhyun since it kinda already felt like he owns the whole fucking place.

Chanyeol, as Baekhyun called him visit you two times. For like ten minutes maximum. He brought you clothes. The first time you mouth gaped open as you saw the clothes. They all were summer clothes or to put it otherwise just short and revealing. Maybe you could have expected that when a man is accountable to choose your wardrobe.

"Are you dumb?! I don't give a fuck if he dislikes it or not but I guess I must continue to wear his clothes! I won't wear any of these with the knowledge that cameras are filming me from every possible angle!", you had protested.

Luckily Chanyeol was quick to persuade so you made a list for him with things to bring you. He still had left you the clothes. "Just in case you change your mind", he said. The next day you found five bags full of clothes placed in the living room. You had to admit that these clothes were of high quality. And of brands you normally didn't really cared about. All of these still had their price tags on. 300 bucks for a pair of sweatpants is really a lot to spent.

But he seemed to not really care about money. As much as you didn't liked your current position you had to admit that you also were pretty curious about him. You were so sure that you already heard his name but the whole time hadn't really brought you further. Lost in your thoughts you watched the last sunrays disappear. You sighed. For four days you hadn't seen him. Maybe I won't see him till he can make use of me. You stared at the phone in your hand. The name Baekhyun was on the top list of the contacts. You finger itched a little but you didn't gave in. But the curiosity that had piled up for four days was bothering you and you wanted to know more.

I could just delete the browse feed when I'm done. You told yourself as you typed in the name. Immediately about 20 news site showed up. You scrolled through them till you clicked on an article posted on a private blog of a Jean Linda. You began reading.

"Byun Baekhyun is the twenty-four years old heir and leader of the Byun Clan. He undertook the empire after the former leader Byun See-Young died in a shooting in 2013. The Byun Clan is known for trading with an enormous amount of properties all over the world. For more then 30 years they had been under suspicion to only use that business as a cover up for much more illegal trading.

But although the police could link them reportedly to several murders around the area and a lot of drug and weapon deliveries from South America, East Asia and Europe they never got arrested. In addition to that the police also stated in 2009 to found evidence that perhaps proof that the Byun Clan also participated in human trafficking. But up until today they hadn't been able to catch "the big fish". That may also be because Byun Baekhyun lives like a ghost upon us. He is rarely seen at public occasions and if he ever showed up never without two hand full of men who would freely give their lives for him.

Byun Baekhyun is an enigma which may never be solved."

The phone fell out of your hand. It landed on the ground. You choked nearly at your tears. You were crying out of shock. Out of disbelief. This article told you that you were held hostage by a person who is worst then any criminal.