Captivation (A BTS OT7 FF)(21+)(FINISHED)(READ TRIGGER WARNING BEFORE READING)

A Single Red Rose Underneath the Mistletoe ***

I woke up that next morning feeling shittier than normal, hoping maybe the events of yesterday were all just a really bad dream. Sudden pain in my head quickly diminished those thoughts as tried to sit up. I was in my bed, tucked into the covers and not on the couch surrounded by all of the men who saved me. Unable to see who had just entered my room I quickly moved to the back of my bed placing my back against the headboard and curling my arms around my knees. I started to cry as the person sped up their pace as I tried to open my eyes to see. Without any success, I placed my hands over my head forcing them farther into my knees. "Don't hurt me anymore, please! I'll do whatever you want just please don't hurt me anymore," I yelled out to the footsteps.

"My God! My little one, what did he do to you?" Still crying I tried once again to look up and open my eyes. His British accent broke my heart as I realized that my secret would no longer be kept a secret. I untucked my knees from my chest feeling the aftermath of the bruised ribs that ached terribly under the intense pressure I subjected them too. I couldn't speak, it hurt way too much knowing that Nigel was in front of me staring at the broken shell of a woman that he once called the strongest woman he knew. Out of all the times I was able to hide behind my pain and somehow merge it into the back of my mind I just couldn't forget the trauma that was suddenly thrust upon me. The tears overwhelmed me as I slid back into my covers and reduced myself to a human ball.

The door opened once more followed by the sound of a crowd entering into the room. "Sir, it's not best for you to see her like this," Nye pleaded. "She's my daughter Nigel, and I need to be by her side right now. I need her to know I love her and that nothing will ever change that, ever" he said leaning over into the bed. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU TOLD THEM! I TRUSTED YOU!" I screamed from under the cover as the tears came rushing down my face. "They didn't tell appa. I did," a deep broken voice spoke out from the corner. "I came over to get your help with some problems I was having trouble with. When I walked into the room you and the guys were sleeping on the couch. I came around the couch to try and wake you, but your face was buried into the crook of JK's neck. You had a nightmare and startled Jungkook awake, which made him move his head showing your face. He saw me standing above you guys and decided to wake up the other guys. We watched the footage of the cameras in the hallways and checked the forbidden on in your workshop, to see my little sister getting beat within an inch of her life. So yes, I told them" he ranted moving closer to the bed. "We love you, and you aren't alone in this Rori," Jin spoke firmly as I started to cry again.

My father slowly pulled back the covers, making sure to be gentle as I guess they told him about the injuries on my body. The first bruises he noticed were the handprints that sunk deep into my skin leaving indentions where his fingernails had ripped into my skin. The tears ripped through Junnie's eyes as my dad lifted up the big shirt I was wearing showing the big black and purple bruises that outlined my torso, that had formed into a footprint where Danny had repeatedly stomped and kicked me. The bruises and burns on my back where he dragged me across the marble floor in my satin shirt made my father's lips quiver, as Junnie fall to his knees overwhelmed by tears. Then, to the handprints around my throat from when he choked me to the point of my body going completely limp underneath him, then he finally laid eyes on my crying swollen and beaten face. All 10 crying men crawled into the bed beside me, hugging me. "That bastard is going to pay what he did to Rori. You can't count on it," Junnie said in an angry tone. I nodded my head and gave a sad smile. "I'm hungry can someone please carry me downstairs so I can fix myself so breakfast?" Everyone in the room laughed including my older brother who was trying his hardest not to. "If you don't mind I would like to," Jungkook said stepping backward off the bed. I nodded and scooted to the edge of the bed feeling his rock hard arms lift me up.

He's so beautiful! I thought to myself as I caressed my fingers through his soft hair. I don't know if it that fact that my eyes are closed, but it's like I can feel every muscle he has. I've never been attracted to a younger man in my life but he's different, very different. UGH SNAP THE FUCK OUT OF IT RORI! He gentle now, but every he met me he's been a complete ass. He doesn't derve these thoughts for him and you know it, but the way he's carrying me down these steps, being this close to him I can smell is Clive Christian cologne and he smells absolutely amazing. His big soft hands, soft hair, and his rock hard abs that I could easily feel through the shirt he was wearing is making me wet and I don't want to be. God, I don't want to be.