the mafioso and the beauty

Chapter 11

You didn't exactly know where you had to go, but you knew it was the right decision.

You had to make things right, you were so stupid. You didn't listen to your heart and only made things worse because of your fear.

You ran as fast as you could and felt how you became tired, but you didn't care. You were just scared that by the time you arrived he would be gone and you would never be able to find him again.

Dark clouds covered the sun and the wind became more and more fiercely. You shivered but still kept going. In the distance you finally could see his mansion.

At first it started as a trickle but soon it was pouring in buckets and you were completely soaked within two minutes. You wiped the rain drops from your face and kept running through the rain.

It was so cold that your whole body was shaking, but you only had one goal.

You were fifty meters away from the house when suddenly a black van stopped beside you and you felt a person firmly grabbing you by your arms. His grip was so tight around your arms that it hurt. You turned to look who it was and widened your eyes in shock when you realised that this was an abduction.

You tried to defend yourself by kicking and hitting the man who dragged you to the car. You screamed hoping someone would hear you.

But as soon as a tone left your lips, your mouth was covered by the hand of your hijacker. It smelled disgustingly, like cigarettes and metal.

You attempted to bite him, but he had already successfully pushed you inside the car. You fell to the ground of the car and the door was loudly shut. The tires squealed and the car speeds off.

You were still fighting back but there were more men who were able to shackle you and stuff your mouth. A sack was pulled over your head making it hard for you to breathe.

But you didn't give up, you would fight as long as you could. You still moved around trying to free yourself until something hit your head violently. You groaned in pain and slowly lost your consciousness.

The next thing you knew was when you woke up in a dark room. The only light was coming from the low glowing of fluorescent neon tubes on the ceiling.

Your hands and legs were tightly tied to a chair making you flinch because of the pain. You lifted your head and slowly looked around for a way to get out of there. There was a door in front of you on the right but it was made out of steel and probablyo
cked.

Your head hurt terribly and blood stains on the left side of your face told you, you have been hit hard. The situation seemed hopeless and you lost already too much of your strength.

You were weak and just wanted to go home and be safe. Small tears ran down your cheeks and you cried desperately for help.

Deep down you knew, no one would hear you. No one even knew you were kidnapped. But you still called out for help until the door was loudly thrown open and heavy steps approached you.

"Will you SHUT UP?!", the man screamed and grabbed your chin firmly making you look at him.

He was scary, very scary. He had tattoos all over his body and face and piercings in his nose, lips and ears. He didn't even bother to hide his face from you.

And his eyes, they were just... empty. There was no light, no life, nothing in them. You sobbed frightened trying to avoid his gaze, but his face was so close to yours.

"I said SHUT UP!", he yelled at you raising his hand and slapped you hard on your cheek. It hurt like crazy but you stifled your sobs. You didn't want to be hurt again.

"The next time you cry for help, think about it", he threatened you but you didn't look up, still shaking.

"Do you understand?", he asked loudly and lifted your chin forcefully. You nodded vigorously because you weren't able to utter a word.

"Say it", he demanded coming even closer to your face and wrapping his hand around your throat, "say it with those beautiful lips of yours."

This man was so scary and you knew, if you didn't do what you were told, he'd be doing even worse things to you.

"Yes", you said but your voice cracked.

"Atta girl", he said smirking and let you go. He left the room and you couldn't hold back your sobs anymore.

"Jungkook", you whispered desperately, "Jungkook... please."