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"YeoJung-ah did you call Mrs. Yoo?" SeokHo panicked.

"I did! She said that InHye was going to close up the shop today" YeoJung yelled, grabbing her phone to call her daughter again.

"Oh my god... Where is she?!" Both parents panicked, spamming InHye's phone with texts and calls. YeoJung started crying, not knowing where her daughter is and how she is doing.

Then, Mrs. Yoo started to call them.

"Mrs. Yoo? Is she ok, is she there?" A bunch of words flew out of SeokHo's mouth.

"I checked the shop and it was still opened, it should've been closed by now. All the lights were on, nothing was put away, and her backpack is still there. The worst part, with her phone so we have mo" Her words set The Jang Parents into even more shock and panic.

"She's been kidnapped. She's been fucking kidnapped!" SeokHo ran over to his wife, shaking her. "What do we do?!"

"I don't know!" YeoJung still cried. "We have to call the police"

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"You must really regret rejecting me huh?" BaekHo played with the controlled, tossing it between both of his hands.

"No, I don't regret it-" She howled in pain and shuddered as BaekHo pressed the red button of the shock collar controller. "Stop! Stop! Please!"

She cried out, trying to escape the ropes. Her body felt weaker, using every ounce of her strength break free.

"Sweetie, keep fighting and I'll put you in the electric chair" BaekHo put his finger under her chin bringing their faces closer. "So be a good girl for me, okay?"

"Y-Yes..." InHye tried moving her face back, but BaekHo put the controller in her vision line.

"Kiss me then. If you're a good girl, you'll listen. If you're a bad girl, you'll get shocked" InHye didn't want to kiss him, but then she would be shocked. It was a lose-lose situation. "You're taking your time with this decision, do you not want to?"

"N-No... G-Go ahead, BaekHo"

The boy smirked as he was satisfied, leaning in and attaching their lips. It was, fortunately, a quick peck as he had to leave. Sadly, though, the feeling of disgust in InHye's stomach still remained.

"I'll be coming back so don't you even think about escaping" BaekHo's voice turned deeper as he parted their lips.

"Because if you do" He pilled our his pocket knife again. "Your punishment will still be here"

BaekHo mercilessly gave him another slash on the arm, making her yelp and cry in agony.

"I will be going, see you later princess" BaekHo smiled, retracting his blade and shutting the door behind him.

"W-What am I supposed to d-do...? How long am I going to suffer?" InHye's body shakes, fear and her pain override any other emotion she has in her body.

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"How long until we get there Hyung?" Chenle asked while being in the back seat with Jisung.

"Thirty more minutes" Jeno implied, skillfully turning when the light flashed green.

"God, Hyung can't you just go over the speed limit? We kill people, going over the speed limit isn't as bad as that" Jisung groaned, the side of his head coming in contact the window.

"Yeah no, I don't wanna pay for that so we are staying on the speed limit" Jeno heard all of them as the groaned, Jisung closing his eyes.

"I'm going to bed-"

"No! We are almost there! Thirty minutes isn't even that long so stay up" Jaemin slapped the younger's cheek lightly, making him cane back to his senses.

"Fine! You are bullies" Jisung pouted, crossing his arms.

"And you are eighteen, last time I checked that not a child" Renjun rolled his eyes. He couldn't get these gruesome images of his murdering BaekHo out of his head, but he was happy that they were there. That's how he planned to kill BaekHo.

For hurting his love.
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