"You're mine kitten. Only mine"
You're a 24 year old Vampire who was sold to the best mafia for protection. You are getting hunted down by vampire hunters so your father Sold you for protection.
But little did you know, you're getting sold to the ho...
Y/n left my office, after coldly talking to me the way she did. I understand what she is going through, I have been through the same thing but slightlt different. I let her go for abit for her to calm down.
What does she mean 'not anymore'? Did she used to love? Did she used to be soft? I need to ask her. I went upstairs to her room. I knocked on her door and then she answered. Her eyes were red. Has she been crying?
Y/n pov
"What do you want Namjoon? I'm not in the mood." I said in an annoyed but yet tired tone since I have been crying a lot.
"Y/n, I just want to talk. Please." He begged. I could see concern in his eyes. After a few seconds of silence I gave in.
"Fine." I said and he followed me back into my cold dark room. He closed the door behind him and locked it. He then joined me on my bed.
"Look I just want to apologize for raging at you. You have gone through so much pain and you didn't deserve for me to yell at you like that." Namjoon said frowning.
"Its okay. I should apologize too for being so cold towards you. You were just trying to help me." I replied. "Its okay. I forgive you." He smiled. "You too." I smiled back.
"Its just.. I forgot what its like to have someone to care about me for me. To have someone there for me. I never had anyone there for me." I frowned.
"What did you mean that you don't have the heart to love anymore?" Namjoon asked.
"I used to have boyfriends. My last boyfriend was 5 years ago when we were 19. One night we confessed and on that same night he and some guys kidnapped me because they were hunters. That was the last time I trusted someone or loved someone." I replied trying to fight back my tears.
"Babygirl, I am so sorry. I will never do that, I don't work for the hunters. I love you for you. I promise to love you and protect you. And yes I have been with a few girls but they all betrayed me." Namjoon replied.
It was a few seconds of awkward silence then he slowly came towards me. I looked at him in a alert and threatened way. My green eye turned red.
"Its okay. Its okay. I promise to never hurt you. I won't hurt you." He said softly. He reached his hand towards me and I lowly growled, warning him. I felt more alarmed and threatened. I quickly scooted away from him.
"I'm so sorry, its just, every time someone touches me, its pain. The only way I get touched is rather rape, hits,punches, kicks, slaps, choking, cutting & stabbing." I frowned.
"Babygirl. I promised you that I would never hurt you like that. I know its hard for you since you have trust issues, but I'll give you the time to open up." He smiled softly. As he slowly backed away, my eye went back to green.
"Thank you for being patient with me Namjoon. Honestly, when I first saw you, I thought you were hot as heck. But then I thought you would be all abusive on me, and that you were some player." I giggled.
"Y/n, I promise I am not like that. Yes I am very good looking but I am not abusive on women or a player. I am only abusive on bad guys." He winked and I giggled.
Namjoon isn't as bad after all. He is actually very sweet, kind, loving, gentle, patient and supportive. I guess I judged a book by its cover. I will try and start opening up to him tomorrow.
"Well, we better go downstairs, dinner is gonna be ready soon." Namjoon smiled & I nodded. He went to touch me but then realised about my trust problems so he out his hand away.
We then went downstairs to the kitchen for dinner, I sat next to Namjoon but he gave me some space.
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The kitchen
After dinner I took a hot shower and got into my comfy clothes
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I was just chilling on my bed, watching Netflix on my laptop. While I was watching my favourite series, there was a knock on my door. I paused what I was watching as the door opened. It was one of the boys named Jimin.
"Hey y/n. I just wanted to see if you're okay. You know...after everything you have been through." He smiled.
"Thanks for your concern Jimin, I'm okay." I smiled back and he nodded and left.
I watched the rest of the season and checked the time, it was 11:30 so I went to bed.
