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"It's been two weeks!" Namjoon roars at the CEO of Bighit Entertainment.

"I know this is hard-" Bang PD starts.

"HARD? NO SHIT THIS IS HARD." Namjoon interrupts.

He runs his hands through his hair and paces across the big office back and forth.

"Jungkook has been gone for two damn weeks, and nobody has found him yet!?" Namjoon shouts.

A faint knock echoes across the office and Bang PD sighs, caressing his temples. "Come in!"

The large door opens and in comes a short female with a mask covering her features. She pulls down the mask and runs over to the CEO.

"Sir.." She hands a piece of paper to him. "It's about Jungkook."

Namjoon's eyes widens and he snatches the article out of Bang PD's hands. He analyzes the sheet, reading as fast as he can. Not even a minute passes and Namjoon's knees drop to the ground.

"What is it?" Bang PD asks.

"The B-Black Market," Namjoon replies, "They took him."

Bang PD grabs the paper and also reads it, then covers his mouth after seeing photos of the Black Market Symbol across the shiny mirrors of the bathroom that Jungkook was snatched from.

"It can't be.." Bang PD furrows his brows. His eyes well up with tears and he turns to the young staff. "Release these news to the press, call every police station in every city, county, and village."

"Yes sir." she nods, "I will do my best."

Meanwhile, Namjoon lets out a huge sob. He punches the floor in agony, and screams his heart out. "Why?!"

"Why Jungkook?!"

"Why not me?!"

"Namjoon-" "WHY?!"

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Y/N's POV

"Tighter."

"A little more."

"Make his wrists bruise, Y/N."

"Yes Mistress." I respond.

Suddenly, his hands flinch and his eyes burst open, only to be greeting by a blinding light.

He attempts to move but only squirms when he figures out he is chained to the headboard.

Taking a step back, I reel back into the shadows, letting the Mistress speak to the young man.

"Ah, you're awake." the Mistress smiles. She steps into the light and meets his terrified eyes.

"Who are you?" he spoke.

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