Ruined - BTS PJM [21+]

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This book is angst, steamy and ahem...smutty as well. So before you read, here's a big fat warning. There are some graphic violence, abusive scenes and some dark stuff. I don't mean to glorify any of them. I repeat I don't mean to glorify them!

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The characters are used in a fictitious AU manner.

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Heirie Jung © 2019

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Ruined  
/ˈruːɪnd/
adjective
having been irreparably damaged or harmed.

verb
cause great and usually irreparable damage or harm to; have a disastrous effect on.

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Vampire
A dead person returned to life, who solely survives from blood and possess unearthly strength and power over humans

Angel
a spiritual being in human form with wings who roams in solitude at night, if humans need help as they are the ones who can intervene in the human world

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The hundredth water drop fell down to my forehead. I couldn't feel my body as it was numb with pain.
I didn't have any right to ask, "Why I'm still alive?" I didn't even have the right to pray for God. My voice has taken along with my wings, cruelly.

Was it not too much?

The hundredth water drop meant the next circle was going to start. Next circle doesn't change from the previous one, It's the same circle on a new day. They would torment me until my last breath.

Not 'they'

Him!

The person who supposed to be my soulmate will end my life with his own hands.

And here I am, bathing in tears everyday.

I don't have a home. I don't have my family. Even my soulmate doesn't recognize me. I want to cry and scream loud.

I wanted to say to him, "Please, you are deceived my love. The witches have casted a spell on you. They want to make us apart. Please, don't do this to me"

But what was I supposed to do? Who would hear a mute talking?

The iron door opened echoing the cracking sound all over the prison. I could hear his foot steps. I couldn't look at him, not even move a limb.

He was my soulmate. His presence effected me. I felt so light on my head and a tiny smile ran across my face which was averted to the floor.

He may not recognize me as his soulmate. Of course, I was his prisoner and his punching bag. But how could I hate him?

A shiver ran down my spine. The room was pitch dark but he can see me. And he could hear me.

"So you're not dead, huh? I hear your tiny heart is beating"

I opened my eyes slowly. Yet, I couldn't see his face. I didn't have super senses like him. I was more of a human. A weak human.

I imagined his beautiful face through the darkness. Porcelain and flawless skin, silky hair, plump lips, masculine body and beautiful eyes that always glared at me with hate and disgust. How silly of me to think there will ever be a glimps of love for me in those eyes. I closed my eyes again, squeezing it tight.

My time is coming, I will die. May be today or tomorrow. However soon. My limits aren't capable of bearing his torments. Soon it will exceed its limit.

" I'm very surprised, Kitten. How can you not make a single sound afterall?

I'm not going to ask you to confess anymore. You are such a tough bitch.

So I decided to change the game. You may enjoy it, this time"

My heart skipped a beat. Cold sweat covered my forhead and my heart ached. Tears fell fiercely down my cheeks as I shook my head.

"Oh, I love that look on your face"

On the next second, the chains on my hands and legs were broken. They fells down with a clattering screech.

Oh My God! Please help me.

On the next second, my weak, tormented and fragile body was on his arms. I could no longer feel the touch of his cold skin, I was that numb.

I closed my eyes as a bright light flashed into my eyes. For a long, I have been locked inside a dark room. So even this small candle light could burn my eyes. I opened my eyes slowly. Everything seemed lifeless and dull. I didn't even remember the way I came into this prison. Has it been that long?

In a flash, we were inside a room.

After a far long time, I saw colors. May be this is the last time I'm going to see it.

There was a chair and a table. On that table, there was a bowl of soup.

"Don't think you're free, kitten. Because I'm not done with you yet. You are going to need some energy for my next game. Trust me, it will be so painful between your legs" he smirked evilly at me.

Once again my heart ached and my head felt dizzy. My hand ran to my chest and the next moment, the whole world enveloped in darkness. And I drifted into a sleep, like death.