You awoke lying on a long white leather couch in a Jean skirt, Bobby socks, and blouse.
Who the fuck had changed your clothes?
Your body felt achy, as if you had the flu and your mouth was so dry your tongue was practically stuck to the bottom of your mouth. To make matters worse, your ears were plugged and it soon became apparent why.
You were on an airplane.
"Holy shit," you mumbled, sitting up in a state of shocked horror. The last thing you remembered was staring into Hoseok's eyes before everything had went black. He had been your only hope and now...now Yoongi had taken away even that.
Even that.
The door to the back cabin suddenly slid open with a whoosh, admitting the CEO, rubbing his eyes tiredly.
"O-oh, y/n kitty," he noticed. Letting his hand fall to his waist, he approached you, smiling happily.
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"Did you sleep ok?"
You surveyed the room in less than five seconds before snagging the glass of water off the nearest table and throwing it all over him, matting his hair and staining his pale face a wet clear.
"You fuckin drugged me."
Yoongi stayed frozen, drops of water continuing to run down his cheeks and drip off the ends of his hair. But you had had it.
"You drugged me, held me hostage, had your way with my body, and now what? Are you shipping me off to die now? What more do you want from me, huh?" You were so angry your entire body was shaking. "Namjoon is dead, Hoseok is next, and who knows? Maybe my parents and Harry are next. You think toying with me is fuckin fun, right? You like to hurt me, you sick--"
"Stop."
But you ignored his muttered word.
"Don't you know that when you take away everything from a girl, she has nothing to lose? I'll never give you what you want, you dug your own grave and when I'm finished with you, you'll be rotting in h--"
"Stop, stop STOP!"
Yoongi's yells filled the cabin, making you shut up, for fear he would slap you. Instead, he sunk to the ground, body shaking as his hands gripped his hair, face contorted in pain.
What ....
"You," Yoongi finally breathed, voice full of anguish. "You're h-hurting me."
And then he stormed out to the interior cabin, leaving you alone again.
YOONGI POV
I paced back and forth in my room, trying to stay calm.
That bastard had been right.
Y/n didn't love me.
She loved him.
I had tried to be kind to her, to approach her nicely, to protect her from being sold, to give her a job and a home that was safe and secure, to honor her wishes....
But I should have known.
God didn't give mercy to the ones who lived in self loathing.
First for my father, and then for letting Jiyoo die alone without giving her what she deserved... after so long in that painful shame, I was sick of regretting, furious at myself for loving weakly.
But y/n...
That little girl covered in paint, looking like a lost kitten~I had wanted to give her everything from that moment that Jiyoo never had--every item, every opportunity, every star, every touch of pleasure, every seed my body produced....
"Why?" I mumbled, my voice almost breaking through the sobs choking my throat. "Why won't you love me? Why do you love him? I tried to be gentle with you, I t-tried but .."
No.
I couldn't take this.
I might have lost Jiyoo because of pride, but not y/n. If it wasn't y/n, no one else would do. I might not be hers, but she was mine....
She was mine.
I had thought giving her a child would soften her, make her stay, but it would never work if she couldn't stand the sight of me.
I would have to end her feelings for Hoseok first.
JIMIN POV
"Hello?"
He answered the phone after two rings, sending waves of excitement through me.
"Oh...hello." I smiled just thinking of him on the other line, probably lying against the headboard of his bed, hair still wet from a shower. "How are you?"
Yet my love was distracted. "I'm just finishing a few files. What's the matter?"
I tilted my head to scratch my nose. "Y/n."
There was a pause and then he let out a sigh, a sigh that broke my heart.
"So that bastard took her?"
"Yes but--"
"If you do as I ordered, you know I'll give you what you want."
I pouted. "But--"
"Trust me Jimin. Once we get our hands on that pile of shit, we'll share y/n, just like I promised. Don't you want that? You holding my body, me in y/n and you in me...or in y/n, we can do it like that...how long have you been dreaming of that?" He chuckled, and I could just picture his fringe falling past his eyes, his bright smile lighting up his eyes...
"Ok." Taking a deep breath, I pressed my hands to the necklace resting against my chest. "I'll tell you."
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ANOTHER CHAPTER, just for Valentine's Day (even tho I'm single)!!! Short but I wanted to transition better, it's been a bit messy lately heehehehe Also I can feed you guys more often with these 😂😂 but
