House Of Cards 카드로 만든 집 || kth

December 5th, 2017

12:37 am:

Someone grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth with a cloth so I couldn't breathe. I was thinking so much that I was caught off guard. I tried to smash the soju bottle that I was holding onto my attacker's head. Well, my efforts failed!

I was so drunk that I couldn't move as fast as I wanted to. I wasn't in my right mind. I couldn't breathe anymore and then, I passed out.

I remember gaining a little bit of consciousness during the car ride of my kidnapping. I was thrown into the back of a black car and my kidnapper wore a black hat. All I remember was lights zooming past me when I looked outside the car window.

4:00 am:

I woke up to the splash of cold water on my face. My eyes were groggy but I have definitely sobered up. I saw a looming, dark figure.

"Wake up", the figure commanded.

I open my eyes to see that I was in a house with modernized furniture. I was tied up to a chair.

"First things first, don't even think about trying to escape because you will get hurt", he said. "Just listen to what I say, and I promise you that you will be safe".

"'Safe'??? Haha, how ironic!" I retorted. I was already planning my escape. I examined the place for any potential escape exits.

He smirked. "Don't get cocky with me kid, I'm sure you've heard my name before on the news".

"Oh yeah?" I tested, "Who are you then?"

His eyes turned cold and his smile was gone. "I'm fucking Kim-Taehyung and don't you dare talk to me informally".

I felt a shiver down my spine. He was the infamous mafia leader in Seoul. The South Korean government has been trying to catch him for being involved with embezzlement with major companies. There have also been rumors that he killed people just for money.

I composed myself. "Okay, and? So what?"

He grabbed the chair I was tied to and tilted it backwards. "HEY! I said don't talk to me informally! Next time you do, I will personally make you regret it".

I was weirdly calm and collective. "Okay, I will sir!", I said sarcastically.

At this point, his patience was gone and he pointed a pistol at me. He pulled the trigger and the next moment, I blacked out.

8:03 pm:

I woke up and this time I was on a bed in a bedroom. I think I've been drugged. I guess this isn't a dream. I looked around and the windows were boarded up with planks of wood. Taehyung was nowhere to be found. Now's my chance!!!

I started to bite off the rope tied around my wrists. The rope was too strong so I decided to use brute force to tear down the door and the blocked windows. My efforts were futile. If I couldn't escape, then I could try to ambush my kidnappers with a chair, once they've entered the room.

I was positioned next to the door, ready to smash the chair against anyone who would dare enter. It was about 30 minutes until I heard footsteps approaching. My heart was pounding, I could not dare to be hesitant about attacking my kidnappers.

The door rattled. The door unlocked. The door opened.

Before the man could take a step into the room, I smashed the chair against his shoulders with all the force I could muster. I was so close to running away but he grabbed my ankle as he groaned with pain. I fell. But I recovered and kicked his head against the wall. The man was, unfortunately, athletic and he eventually sprinted behind me and slammed me against the wall. I looked at his face. This man was not Taehyung. 

I was now pinned to the wall, panting and sweating. He gripped both of my wrists in one hand and pulls out a pistol with the other hand. 

He points the gun towards the side of my head. He cocks the gun. He snickers. His eyes are looking at mine. I don't budge.

With a voice like fire, he says under his breath, "Didn't Taehyung tell you to NOT resist? You're just making it harder on yourself and the mafia members too".

My eyes wander down to his silver-chain necklace with a plate that's engraved Yoongi. I look back up to his eyes now.

"Don't be brave and make a move, I don't want to kill a girl today" he says steadily. He then uncocks the gun and puts it back into his leather jacket, still grasping both my wrists. He quickly handcuffs me and drags me down the corridor. 

"What do you want from me?", I ask coldly. He doesn't respond. He just keeps on dragging me. We enter a grand door. He opens it and inside, I see the one and only Kim-Taehyung sitting at the end of the dining table with mounds of cash, whiskey, and cigarettes lying around. There are five other men sitting at the table. They all turn to look at me.

"Wow, she is pretty! It's a shame we're going to have to kill her after our 'business'!" exclaimed one of the unknown men. The rest chuckled except for Taehyung. He was intently staring at me as he took a whiff out of his cigarette. 

Yoongi, I think that's his name based on his necklace, slammed me into a chair sitting directly across from Taehyung. Taehyung grins. His grin is not at all pleasing. It's a grin filled with deceit and evil. He's staring at me and I stare back, just as intently.

I think I need some of that whiskey on the table, this is too much for me to bear. 

"I'm sure you're wondering why you're here and we will tell you now" stated Taehyung. He took a sip out of his glass of whiskey. "We need you to steal your company's assets. You see... We have been watching you for a long time. We have been planning our major embezzlement for the company you work at, Shin company, and we need YOU to help us accomplish our goals." One of the men starts sliding pictures towards me. I gasp. The pictures they show me are of me from around two years ago. There's a picture of me walking outside of a coffee shop. There's another picture of me eating lunch with my ex-boyfriend. The more pictures I see, the more shivers I feel down my back. They have captured almost every moment of my life within these past two years...

"Grace, we have been with you almost everyday since the past two years. We even knew you when you were a wasted alcoholic. We know almost everything about you". Taehyung chuckles. "We made your 'boyfriend' break up with you last night too. Everything in your life for the past two years have been the inner-workings of my mafia". 

I'm mad now. Why the hell would they choose me? They forced my boyfriend to break up with me? Why me?? I hate them. I hate them all, especially Kim-Taehyung.

I glare at him. I say, "You know, I'm not going to do what you want. Kill me if you want. But I know, you're not going to kill me since you have mistakenly dedicated 2 years into using me for embezzlement".

He stops grinning. He gives me dirty look and then takes another shot out of his glass of whiskey. "Do you think we're that stupid? We have so many backup plans. We even have backup plans FOR our backup plans. We knew you were going to react this way, so we stocked up on our own blackmail". He brings out a laptop and plays a video. I'm horrified and utterly confused. The video starts with a scene of a hotel room. And then, I suddenly see myself entering the room with a man. I can't see the man's face. His face is blocked. We start doing sexual stuff. Taehyung ends the tape before it gets too heated. I'm confused. I don't remember that night... It was, of course, when I used to be a raging alcoholic... 

Taehyung smirks and says,"I wonder how the world will feel about your sex tape. I'll have to give you credit though, you seemed to be really good at what you do in the bedroom".

I scowl. I am so bewildered. I don't remember that night at all. Now that I think about it, there were times when I could not remember the night before when I was addicted to alcohol. 

Taehyung adds,"If you join us in our embezzlement of the Shin company, we will protect you. We will make sure that you don't get caught". I sigh. Taehyung has never been caught by the Korean government, so maybe this can work out. Honestly, the company that I work at sucks too. 

"Okay fine, I will accept your deal."

Taehyung has a smug look on his face. That annoyed me.

Then I add,"As long as I get my fair share of the money".