"Only Yours" ||ⓟⓐⓡⓚ ⓙⓘⓜⓘⓝ ⓕⓕ|| (21+) By Mariana Park

Ch#10: The Torturing Room

"Where is she...??"
Both Yoongi and Jimin muttered in unison.

The sight of an empty chair blew Yoongi's mind. He had known that Jimin had replaced her somewhere else.
Yoongi turned to Jimin and grabbed his collar.

"Where is she??? " He grumbled.

Jimin's mind was boggled.

*Where could she go?!?!*
He was so much flabbergasted at Yoongi's sudden attack that for a moment he also forgot about that secret chamber inside the basement. The secret chamber was at the very corner at right side and couldn't be seen by standing in the doorstep of basement.

Yoongi didn't let him go. He was grabbing his collar with so much force that Jimin felt he would be pierced in the wall.

" Listen you fuckin' moron,you've done enough cruelty to the people, but I know her deep down. She is innocent in every matter. AND, if you even tried to harm her an inch; then believe me Park Jimin!! you're finished. Enough of this shit.
Just stop this brutality!"
Yoongi warned him with a voice so gruff. He left his collar with a force and moved to the hall taking long steps, leaving a blown minded Jimin behind.

Yoongi picked up his black leather jacket from the couch and headed to the door. Jimin heard the growling sound of his truck's powerful engine starting and heading out of the main gate. And after a few seconds, there was complete silence in the mansion.

*Pffft like I never heard that before...*
He mocked.
But one thing annoyed him so much this time. And that was her absence from the chair.

*Where could she go?!?!* He was thinking with his mind running faster than a horse.

"Where could she- where cou- "
His mind suddenly clicked something.
He immediately rushed into the basement, to the glass door; and found the guard cursing at her and trying to open the door.

As the guard saw Jimin's reflection in the glass standing behind him, he froze out of fear. He had realised that he was taking his last breaths.

Jimin didn't use to fire his servants. He finished their life stories. He shot them,even at small mistakes.

"I'm- I'm ss-sorry Sir!
She just said that she wanted to go to the washr- "
But he couldn't complete his sentence.

"You have had your days."
Jimin said as he put out a revolver of point two two from the inner pocket of his chocolate brown leather jacket, and shot the guard right in the center of his forehead.
No one could hear the firing sound of his revolver because a silencer was attached to it,and even if it wouldn't, even then nobody could hear because each and every corner of his mansion was soundproof.

Jimin didn't bother to open the glass door even though he had the key. But he knew she would herself come out once she saw every corner of the chamber.

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You quickly closed the door.
The guard could be seen through the glass but you couldn't hear him, not even a single word.
You were breathing heavily. Your throat was dry. You were thirsty and wanted to drink water.
But you forgot about your thirst as soon as you turned to the chamber. It was a weird spot.

You looked at the wall with eyes dropping out of their sockets. So many guns were pasted on the wall as supposed to be antiques or somewhat else.

Revolvers,shotguns,pistols,and a specific old German made gun in which only two bullets were placed but only one of them could scatter you in hundreds of pieces.