HARUM SCARUM | kth. [COMPLETED]

Prologue

What happened?

All I could see was black.

I could feel strong arms tightly wrapped around my wrists, even though I couldn't even properly move them. Where is this person leading me into?

I could hear screams of joy as he shoved me into a room occupied with light and the rich smell of wine.

I felt another person carry me and place me on a chair, where they wrapped my torso around it from behind. And finally, untying my blindfold.

I found myself face to face with a huge crowd, below the stage where the chair I sat on stood.

What was happening?

A huge, bulky man stepped up from behind and stood beside me, motioning his hand to my direction with a mic in his hands.

I wanted to scream. But my voice was muffled. The gag in my mouth made me choke, and it didn't help me when I started crying.

Someone..

Mom? Dad?

"Now, isn't she adorable?" the man announced, chuckling as he made his way over to me and teasingly trailed his finger along my jawline.

I turned my head away, earning a scoff from him and a soft laugh from the crowd.

Mina?

"Who's placing their money on her?" he emphasised, making the crowd of disgusting, wealthy men roar and raise their handful amount of money in his face.

.. Jungkook?

"Ooh. 200,000 won?" the man cocked an eyebrow. "Ah! We got 500,000 won!"

Was I just going to get sold?

"Are we already escalating to US dollars?" the man chuckled in amusement, as he started counting the numerous hands raised in addition to having me.

"50 thousand dollars it is!" the man announced, clapping as he did so, as another person from behind started untying the rope around me.

A man about in his middle 40s stepped up and motioned me over to him. "Alright! We're going to get wild tonight!"

The crowd bursted into laughter as the person from behind started to hand me towards my seller.

With all my force, I elbowed the person from behind and pulled the gag from my mouth, and with all of the energy I have left, screamed.

"HELP ME!"

-

I wanted to believe it was all a dream.

That I would wake up to my mother's cooking. That I would wake up to my dad watering the plants. To Jungkook walking in the store, executing one of his old, corny, jokes.

But I woke up to none of that.

My eyes shot open, and out of instinct, I sat up.

"Woah, woah." an unfamiliar man from beside me exclaimed softly. I raised a fist in an attempt to punch him, but he blocked it with his palm and gently brought it down.

"Hey, calm down." he comforted. "Do I look like an old fat guy?"

Now that he mentioned that, he wasn't the man that bought me for 50 thousand dollars. I never saw him before.