[HIATUS] Seductive Orchid • Minatozaki Sana

{ SO • 45 }

3rd person

Y/N's mind and heart were going through a million stages of fright right now.

She swears her whole life and her love for Sana that she did not steal that shitty booty ass ring from Sana's obANsAn.

Y/N looked across the ballroom and saw the woman who despised her with her whole being. To others, she may look normal as if she was just sipping that immoderate wine that Y/N loathed with a passion, but to Y/N she knew that the old woman was hiding a smirk under that glass. Y/N frowns and lets out an irked growl as she stares at Sana's obasan with fire in her eyes.

She was treating Y/N as if she was a pawn, manipulating Y/N as if she was useless and had no value whatsoever.

"I did not steal anything! You framed me for this bull crap!" Y/N shouted as she turned a light shade of red from the towering rage that was running in her veins.

Y/N was about to march up to her old ass when suddenly, she felt muscular and vigorous arms pulling her back and throwing her against the table Sana and her were initially sitting on.

The guests gasps as they cover their mouths, full of shock since Y/N knew damn well they were privileged enough to not experience this bullshit they're currently doing to her.

'I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! IF SANA BELIEVES THIS FUCKERY I WILL BEAT UP HER OBANSANS OLD WRINKLY ASS.' Y/N loudly thought inside her head as she let out an incapacitated and fatigued groan the moment she felt the edges of the table dig into her ribs while they forcefully grabbed the ring from her hand.

"Let me go you gullible dumb fucks!" Sana's lover's voice was heavily muffled by the table cloth due to them not letting her stand properly. She tried shaking her body out of their grabs but there were too many of them holding her down.

Bruises are for sure to be there planted on her luscious skin when she wakes up tomorrow.

Y/N was feeling enraged that no one had the balls to stop this assault and harassment they were doing to her , not even Sana was moving an inch to halt this.

Sana's lover audaciously looked to her side, towards the direction of the Japanese beauty as the men press her face hardly to the side of the table. She was just standing there and looking at her full of shock, as if her feet were glued in place acting helpless.

Y/N tried her best to plead Sana with her eyes for the Japanese to move and do something to stop those asshats from drilling Y/N's ribs to the edges of the table. Something might've triggered inside her when Y/N scrunched my face up in pain because she suddenly grabbed fresh bottles of champagne and threw with great force to the men who were holding Y/N.