Seven | Book 1 (An EXO fiction)

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My brain turns on and even without opening my eyes I know that I'm once again in bed inside of the castle. I can feel the familiar covers caressing my skin, and it feels even better than it ever has to be lying here in my thick patterned sheets. I clench my hand around them just to reassure myself of my location.

I sigh in relief.

With my eyes still closed I sift through my brain to try and figure out what day it is, how I got here, and how the fuck I managed to have dream so vivid. Today is supposed to be the last day of the party...

How am I supposed to go and socialize after having such an awful dream? I almost got kidnapped yesterday, and now I'm having nightmares of Luhan hitting me and then actually being kidnapped? With a heavy groan, I open my eyes,

Only to find Chanyeol leaning over me with a wide grin.

I feel my stomach flip happily at the sight of him. "Chanyeol," I sigh out. "Why are you hovering over me?" he says nothing, but shakes his head lightly. I pout unconsciously at the uncharacteristic muteness of the Charmer. What is up with him? Did he catch a cold or something? Did Sehun dare him not to speak for the day?

"Uh," I start only for him to interrupt me by leaning down even further and pressing his lips to my own.

I let out a surprised noise against his mouth and my eyes widen to the size of saucers. What is happening? He doesn't move, waiting for me to seemingly either push him away or accept the affection. I blink dumbly as my sleep clouded mind clears and I take in what is happening.

He's fucking kissing me.

Deciding to let myself have this one moment after waking up thinking that I was dead to the world, I kiss Chanyeol back. Then he finally responds again.

The light touch of his lips on mine changes to a more defined pressure. His tongue slides its way into my mouth easily after I involuntarily make a noise of eagerness. Oh.

I can feel my pulse quickening and my skin warming in excitement. It feels too hot all of the sudden, but I can't get my body to push away any of the covers, and I definitely can't push away Chanyeol. My mind hazes over as his lips lazily drift down my jaw and lock on to my neck. At first peppering the skin with light licks and nips, and then turning to rougher bites.

Way rougher bites.

I whimper in pain at the feeling of his teeth nearly breaking through the skin of my neck. "Ch-Chanyeol, stop. You're hurting me."

He doesn't.

Suddenly remembering I have control of my limbs and body, I squirm under his weight. I shove at his shoulder with all my strength to get him off of me because I'm in pain and why is he acting like this?! He pulls back only to remove my hands and lock them above my head in a vice grip. I swallow hard right before he presses his other hand forcefully against my throat. Tears immediately spring from my eyes.

I try to blink them away and not look as desperate for air as I'm beginning to feel when I lock eyes with him. His goofy expression from before has transformed into a look filled with so much...so much hate and anger that it sends a wave of negative emotion through my body. Adrenaline floods my veins as my fight or flight reflexes kick in (even though I could do neither at this point). My heart constricts so painfully from the look in his eyes that the tear flow more as a result of my emotional pain rather than then physical.

"Shut up." He hisses. He loosens his grip around my throat marginally; I hiccup nervously. "You deserve this. You're worthless. You can't do anything to protect yourself on your own, and this is what happens to dumb bitches who leave themselves open to attack," he grins sadistically "So shut your pretty little mouth and let me-"