After Seokkwan stormed out, I went to my own office and started thinking to myself ways to get rid of the one thing he prided himself on. The girls. I clicked around the screen on CCTV, motion sensed. Microphones, one of the highest tech basements if you ask me. I sighed the girls still filling my mind. I was looking at the clips that had been recorded from noise or movement in the cells. I stopped on one that caught the corner of my eye.
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They started their conversation. All chatting about how horrible their condition and life now was.
''"Maybe after all of this ends... We could be friends?" Hyun-Ae weakly said. It was more of a whisper. "You just all seem so nice. I don't get why he took any of us. I don't have a clue."
"It's probably just the money. Some large guy with racks lining his walls. He does this for a business. Not to be narcissistic or anything but he probably sells pretty women." Nari-Uk sighed. "God knows what they're going to do to us. I think selling us as sex slaves would be the worst possible ending for us...."''
I smiled at the last words they said. Something quickly snapped in my mind. Something... To let them finally be free. I paused the video and grabbed a piece of paper off the notepad conveniently sitting beside me writing out so many ways I could make this work. I grinned and circled the final two lines about 10 times. Taking the glass of ale and chugging it. Then putting it down harshly on the desk flicking my head to my shoulder hissing from the taste of the ale.
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Then bringing my hands up to rub my eye bags. "I'm going to make this work. This has to work. For me... The 5 girls... The families... It just has to work..." I mumbled to myself. Sighing and leaning back into the chair circling the pencil that I had just wrote the plan within my hand.
I sat there slowly realizing how much pain they're in. I closed my eyes putting my elbows on the desk and putting my two pointer fingers between my eyes. If my son saw me... My wife... Saw what I did. How I possibly ruined friendships with many of the girl's families and friends. They'd hate me forever. This isn't the person that I am...
What's wrong with me?
I looked up at the new thing on my screen an alert for one of the cells. I clicked around until seeing the clip. I sighed standing up. Good luck to me...
Y/Ns POV 13:45
"ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵀᵃᵉʰʸᵘⁿᵍ..." You quietly sobbed to yourself against the wall. "ᵂʰʸ ᵈᶦᵈ ᶦᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʰᶦ-?" You started punching the wall. Ignoring everybody else's comments. They weren't making it in your brain. It was like you couldn't hear them at all."ᵂʰʸ ᵈᶦᵈ ᴵ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵏ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ʰᶦᵐˀ" You started punching the wall even harder. Your bony knuckled banging against the wall. You started frantically sobbing while practically beating up the wall.
