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It was a typical Saturday night out with the girls when you got a call out of nowhere from an unknown number. Shocked was an understatement to how you were feeling at the moment, you were beyond terrified. That deep and raspy voice continuously ringing in your ears. Every word spoken sending shivers down your spine. The winter air couldn't compare to how cold you felt at the moment. Stepping out of the cab in front of the club you were to meet your friends at, you shook that phone call out of your head and persuaded yourself that it was a wrong number, which it most likely was being that you weren't apart of any gang related activities. You were determined to have a good time tonight celebrating your friends birthday. You walked inside and looked around, spotting your friends almost immediately. They waved you over with huge smiles on their faces, handing you a drink as you settled into the booth they bought out. It was towards the back of the club, In The VIP section. Your friend, Kiko (me bitches) always went out for her birthday parties and you couldn't blame her, you did the same exact thing every year, but this definitely topped last years party. Dancers were everywhere, people swaying their bodies to the beat and blunts being passed around everywhere. Everyone was drinking tonight, but you decided against it, not really feeling like dealing with a hangover the next day.
Hours passed as the party became more alive, the club filling up completely. You wanted to mingle, but no one really caught your attention until a group of seven guys walked in. You'd be lying if you didn't say they were handsome, because damn they were the finest group of men you'd ever seen, but only one caught your eye and that was a guy wearing an entire outfit of nothing but black Gucci. You wanted to stop starring, but something about him drew you in. His eyes locked with yours, a smirk finding its way to his lips as he made his way to the bar, ordering some shots. You looked away and took a sip of the cocktail in your shaking hands. Little did you know, he was starring holes into you and he was the one that made that creepy phone call to you hours earlier. He'd been looking for you for years and he finally had you right where he wanted you.
Kiko laughed and slung an arm over your shoulder, telling you about her upcoming wedding, but you weren't paying attention due to the feeling of being watched. You looked around desperately trying to find the source, but was unable to locate it.
"Kiko, I think I'm going to go home and rest. I'm not feeling very well. Thank you for a good time, I really enjoyed it."
Kiko smiled and hugged you tight, waving goodbye as she walked back to the rest of your group of friends. You walked out into the crisp night air and looked around, noticing how dark it had become. Hardly any street lights lined the long and dark roads and you weren't sure if a cab would come to this side of Seoul at this hour, so you decided to walk home. It wasn't that far, only a few blocks away, you'd be fine.
You were walking for about five minutes until you felt like you were being watched again. You stopped In Your tracks and looked around, not seeing anything suspicious. You figured it was just the alcohol making you paranoid so you ignored the feeling until a hand covered your mouth and hot breath was fanning your neck. You wanted to fight back and scream, but something about this mysterious stranger screamed I fucking dare you, so you kept quiet and began to breathe heavy.
"I thought I'd never find you again babygirl."
That voice. The voice from the phone call earlier. That deep, raspy and sexy voice. A voice that seemed familiar in person. A voice of a person you used to love with all of your heart.
"Taehyung."
He turned you around and smiled, throwing his arm to the sides.
"The one and only."
He noticed your uneasy state and grabbed you roughly, dragging you to a car parked in an alleyway close by.
"Don't worry my dear Y/N. I'm going to take really good care of you. You've always been mine and you always will be. I'll see you when I get home."
He injected you with a clear substance and closed the car door, laughing lightly as he slapped the hood, signaling the driver to go.
