Fake Love

Chapter 9

Vs POV:

I can't help but laugh when I see the terrified look in his eyes as he scrambles to his feet in a desperate attempt to run away.

I huff, more annoyed over the fact that he is actually gonna try before I hand the old, sobbing woman over to that little weasel. He grins evilly and I know very well what he's gonna do to her; not my business. 

As long as RM lets him, he can fucking carve a masterpiece into her skin for all I care.

I hurriedly make my way upstairs, pausing in the middle when I spot a delicate little flower staring back at me. 

"Well, well, well. What have we here..." It's a rhetorical question, obviously as I watch in amusement how the frightened little kitten tries to crawl away from me. I won't let her, I need her.

She's gonna be my ticket to Jimin.

She screams in pain when my foot makes contact with her left ankle. I just wanna twist it, not break it completely because I can't be bothered to carry her weight all the way to wherever it is he has run off to. Her small, fragile body is shaking with fear, fuelling my desire to ruin her.

She squeaks as I grab her by the hair, forcing her back into a standing position and make sure she puts weight on her swollen ankle. It satisfies me to see her face scrunch up in pain when she with dreadful steps walks in the direction I push her. Her tiny little hands come up in a futile attempt to loosen my grip, but I don't give.

When she stops, I walk ahead of her, dragging her with me and her screams are like music to my ears. Moving further down the corridor, we both halt our movements when an ear-piercing scream echoes from downstairs; 

I guess Jeon got his permission...

She hesitates, making me annoyed while my hand comes up to silence her. It's such a forceful blow, causing her head to shoot off to the left while her cheek immediately turns red. I bring my finger up in front of my mouth, signalling her to shut the fuck up before I decide to do worse. 

I'm really not in the mood to deal with her and I can't wait to watch Jimin later when he figures out how I'm going to ruin her... right in front of his eyes. 

The rest are following, Jeon dragging a half-conscious woman after him. She's bleeding, heavily and I honestly couldn't be more satisfied. 

At least that fucking weasel can do something right.

The maid that I am currently having a strong hold on, suddenly halts her steps forcing me to stop as well. I turn, obviously getting more annoyed by the minutes when I realise where she's looking.

I grin, knowing very well that she has just exposed him even though he is hiding somewhere in the room.

"I can't believe he would just leave you like that, what a fucking coward" I snort while dragging her into the room. I gently, but with a decent amount of strength throw her on the bed in the middle of the room, knowing that her 'oof''will alert him. I listen, but he is being surprisingly quiet; creds to him, honestly.

The silence is short lived though as Min, Jeon and RM follow closely behind.

Mrs Park is struggling, her left hand is currently wrapped around RMs who's hand is buried in her hair while her right hand is clutching the dagger Jeon has embedded in her side. Perfect twist on it, just above the hipbone, causing an agonizing pain to shoot through her nerve system. 

It won't kill her though; as long as the knife stays, she won't drown in her own blood, but knowing Jeon he will soon want his dagger back.

"Come out come out wherever you are," I tease, watching the young girl curl in on herself, trying to make her body as small as possible. Some agonizing grunts comes from the old woman and as it all happens, I watch for anything.