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She lied uncomfortably on the bed, her body spread with her arms above her head and her legs spread wide. She was tied down like that and it irritated her, two males had came in to keep her against the bed but didn't even think of touching her inappropriately, she was thankful for it.
Zola hadn't seen the other male Taehyung ever since he came in the first time but it wasn't like she really wanted to see the man anyways considering she needed some time alone to figure out what was happening.
She recently found out that she was dating a bad guy and the pieces slowly fit together. Starting with when he was always out somewhere end never coming in until late and when she had followed him to a beat up building, then there was the coincidence of the mafia tattoo that her friends were talking about which so happened to be in the same spot a mafia leader would have it. Zola honestly didn't know why she didn't piece this together sooner, now she felt completely stupid for not noticing the obvious. Her mind raced back to when that robbery had happened, was that from other bad guys trying to fine Hoseok?
Zola's head hurt from all the thinking as she squeezed her eyes in frustration before sighing. This means he was a hypocrite for calling Taehyung a bad man also.
Does this mean he has killed people?
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"Where the fuck is she!?"
Hoseok slammed the hammer onto the males knee, the sound of a bone crushing and the male screaming in pain echoed throughout the warehouse, Hoseok simply rolled his eyes at the males reaction.
"I d-don't know w-where she is!" The male shouted in pain.
"Lies, Tell me where the fuck she is!"
The tied down man flinched as he yelled down at him, fear ran cold through his body as Hoseok glared down at him with furrowed eyebrows. He didn't fail to notice the other furious males in the room, they all stood around with tools in their hand ready to beat any and everyone but of course he was mainly paying attention the male in front of him.
"I swear J-Hope, I don't know where she is. I was only hired to kidnap the girl and being her to the van. They didn't tell me where she was going." He cried.
Hoseok pulled away with a deep frustrated sigh as he held the bridge of his nose with two fingers. He was silent for a second while pausing, right before he was about to walk out the door he snapped his fingers not even looking back to know what he had his men do as he heard the familiar noise of a male whaling in pain. A sinister smirk reached his face.
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"So what your telling me is," Hoseok turned around towards Jimin and Jungkook. "My men were fucking knocked out by Taehyungs hitmen? That's what you're fucking telling me?"
Jimin didn't say anything only letting on a curt nod towards the angry male to affirm what Hoseok was asking. Hoseok's eye twitched at the new found information, his hands clenched strongly against the desk under him. Jungkook didn't want to make eye contact with him, he knew what was rolling through Hoseok's mind feeling his stare reach his body.
"Jungkook? I know you don't associ-
"I'm not fucking doing it Hoseok." He states strongly. He knew what he wanted of him and he didn't want to get himself caught into this situation again. Hoseok stares him down for a second before biting his bottom lip finally dropping his body in a slouch.
"Fine, but we are going to have to figure this out."
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"Please let me go!" Zola's cries were heard through the room, she had been in there for hours and she was tired of being the same spot for so long. She did fall asleep but only to awaken from her back aching after being on it for so long, Zola's wrist are also now sore from her tugging the ropes so much and her stomach irritated her to no end as the cramps started flowing in.
"Let me out!" Her body moved around, squirming around the bed. "You fucking assholes, let me go!"
To say she was fucking pissed off to end. Plus the fact she was feeling nauseous as fuck and no one was listening to her.
"Quiet down sweetheart."
Her cries were immediately stopped as her eyes flew open the see the handsome male at the now closed door, his hands behind his back as he weirdly smiled at her. Taehyung takes slow strides over to her tied down body, his eyes moving over her curves before reaching her dark eyes. She was shaking, the tears ran heavily down her face and she frown. The tall male kneeled beside the bed as he grazed a finger down the side of her face, catching the tear at the bottom of her chin.
"Don't cry." He shakes his head with a sweet whisper. "It'll all be over soon babe."
Zola catches his eyes, she looked so hurt. "Please let me use that bathroom, I feel like I'm going to throw up. Please."
Taehyung eyes search her own as he quietly stares at her with a smile. Right now he would've looked like a sweet male only if she didn't know that he was a bad person and if she wasn't tied down currently with fear piercing through her body. She slightly flinched when his fingers made its way on her plump lips, tracing the pink fat.
