Running into a group of mafia and witnessing them murdering a person was never your plan whatsoever. But joining them took a whole new turn - and maybe it was the best to just be killed instead.
[THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND SUCH. SOME CHAPTERS...
WARNING : CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND A BIT OF GORE
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The smell of alcohol seemed to consume you, as you were walking through the endless sea of people almost grinding on each other. You mentally cursed your friend who asked you to go to the party — and told you that it was going to be fun — but after half an hour she just went off somewhere, leaving you all alone.
The party was hosted by a very wealthy guy, named Lee Taemin. Since his parents had gone away for a business party — or so you had heard from your friend — Taemin held his party in the mansion that he lived in.
You gave up with looking for your friend, as it was nearly impossible to distinguish her from the people in the room. The only thing you truly needed was fresh air. With that mindset, you tried to find your way out of the room and the hallways. You took in a breath as you finally reached the hallways, almost feeling like a brave soldier who made their way through the horrific battlefield.
You walked past people — and some of them nearly teenagers — who were kissing and whatnot. You wanted to go home, take off the uncomfortable heels and dress you were wearing, and just wanted to sleep in your safe bed. But you still had a long way to, mainly because your friend drove you and she was nowhere to be seen.
The only option you could think of was to call her. You grabbed your phone out of your purse and dialed her number.
But of course, luck wasn't on your side, and after trying to dial the number you eventually gave up, as the only you got from it was her annoying voicemail.
As you thought about how you now needed to walk back home through the dark, you sighed, and who knew what kind of people would linger in the shadows. Nonetheless, you had no other option to go for, and so you made your way to the exit of the mansion.
That was until you heard a scream.
You quickly walked to the hallway that you heard the voice coming from, and what you saw made yourself froze in fear and anger.
"-of course I didn't love you. You're just a sad, greedy bitch who needs someone to make her feel special!" You heard the man yell, as the girl cowered in fear. You know that there would always take crazy things to place at parties, but you never expected abuse.
"I'm... I'm sorry! Please.. don't.. don't leave me!" The girl cried out, as the man just smirked. "Too late. I already did."
"Hey!" You called out to them. The girl looked at you with a shocked expression, but the man was quite amused. "How dare you hit her, you jerk!" You said, fuming with anger. When the man's attention was on you, he had an amusing smile on his face.
"Well, well. Look what we have here." He said. Even though you didn't want to admit it, he was quite good-looking. He had black hair with red highlights, and his muscles were visible through his black suit which he was wearing.
