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♡Chapter~36

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD. MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ABUSE, BLOOD AND BRUTALITY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.⚠️

Lee Kungsoo was eye-fucking you.

Literally.

Every part of your body burned in range and you wanted to kick him out of the door right this second. "Can I get a glass of water? I'm thirsty."

"Sure." You faked a smile and walk normally in the kitchen feeling his gaze all over you. You try to calm down and think about what to do. If you call jungkook then you were sure he could hear it outside so that wasn't an option. Unless you went excused yourself to bathroom on the floor above. You place a small knife in your back pocket just in case.

But what if he comes up and locks the door? You would be locked with him in a more confined space.

So you messaged your husband.

You:
Your-

Before you could type further Kungsoo comes in. You quickly shut the screen and pour him the water.

You pass the glass to him. The man's fingers graze yours making you flinch and pull away.

At this point you knew his intentions weren't right.

"Why are you getting so shy baby? Do you think I would hurt you?" In a fraction of second, he let's the glass slip out of his hands letting it shatter on the ground and grabs your wrist pulling you towards him. Your ankle twists as you try slipping out of his grip and it breaks your shoes.

The man hears you yelp as the shards penetrate into your skin.

You cry in pain and try to get away. "Then you are right. I'm going to do a lots of bad things to you." You somehow kick him between the legs and stagger out to the living room to get more time. Quickly unlocking your phone, you called your husband but it went straight to voicemail. "Hello, this is Jeon Jungkook please leave a message."

You cursed him but spoke in the microphone. "JUNGKOOK! HELP! YOUR UNC-" The man lunges on you making you stop and duck down to shield yourself. He kicks you in the side and you gasp in pain and stagger. You cover yourself but alas, the man hit you hard on your face letting you collapse to the ground.

Stars enter your vision which almost lose your consciousness. He smashed his feet on your wrist making you cry and kicked the phone away. You try to crawl towards it but he kicks your face again and smashes the phone on the nearby wall breaking it into pieces.

You scream for help. You could feel blood oozing out of God knows where. Your face was totally numb while your side pounded in extreme pain. Your feet were soaked in blood.

The door suddenly opens and you cry for help again being relieved slightly.

But today was not your lucky day.

Two unknown men grin and lock the door. "Damm, she's sexy." The person licks his lips disgustingly. Kungsoo chuckled. "Feast yourself boys. I'll watch you."

Oh no.

He saunters over the sofa and sits crossing his legs looking at you with lust. One of the two newcomers grabs you by the hair and drags you to the centre. He opens his belt letting it clank.

You were half dizzy with blood dripping from your chin trying to figure out the situation. You weren't going to give in so easily.

You remembered the knife in your back pocket and steadied yourself trying your best to be attentive.

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He harshly pulls your hair trying to shove his dick inside your mouth but you were quick to pull the knife out and stabbed it in his thigh. The man yelps in pain and leaves you letting you get enough time to pull the knife out and try to stab his foot. But you failed as he staggered back. "AHH YOU BITCH!!"

Your heroism was short-lived when you get kicked on the floor. You groan but try to get up.

2 men to go.

Jungkook where the fuck are you?

The other newcomer steps on your leg and twists your hand. You cry at the immense pain. "How dare you? Know your place you slut!" He drags you to the inside of the sitting arrangement and hits your head on the coffee table.

That's the end for you.

You felt the air been sucked of from your lungs when he punches you in your stomach. Kungsoo gets up and slaps you roughly. You spit the oozing blood out of your mouth and clench your jaw. "Behave slut or that knife will slit your throat." You spit on his face.

"FUCK YOU!"

Wrong move.

"Oh really? I would loved to." He sadistically grins and throws you on the sofa grabbing the knife in his other hand. The other man holds your wrists together while Kungsoo tears your top. The blade grazed your skin making you wince. You start kicking your legs but now, the injured man grips on them digging his nails in your skin. The man sees the glass pierced in your skin and grins pushing in deeper.

You scream out loud but soon, their hands cup your mouth.

Once your top was out he cut your shorts ripping it off completely. "Wow, jungkook is pretty lucky." The guy who held your wrists together stated shamelessly gliding his hand down your stomach to your thighs. "You dress like a whore around the house, eh? Your husband probably fucks you everyday. Anyone would with such a slutty body. How many cocks have you been on?"

You look away.

"Too bad we are going to ruin her body. She could be quite good in bed." Kungsoo hummed gliding the knife down your face. "I'm going to slit her cheek first. It's going to be quite messy."

"Nah first let us have our fun before she gets ugly. We have a lot of time." You glare at the man who held your wrists. One of his hand squeezed your chest painfully. You grit your teeth and shake violently. But you were repeatedly get punched in the face. Tears freely flowed out of your eyes.

"Look she's crying. Too bad, you are going to scream later." He grins slapping your boob and gets up. The man who was stabbed forces his knee in your side making wince and slaps you again. He starts biting your neck and chest letting blood ooze out. You scream out loud. "Have some fun, whore. You probably would never enjoy so many cocks altogether."

There was no one going to help you nor listen to your screams.

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Jungkook's screen lights up during the meeting. He had silenced it and placed it on the table front of him. One of the staff was presenting something important but his eyes landed on the notification on his lock screen. "Y/n?" He frowns. You seldom messaged him.

He grabs his phone at unlocks it under the table to see your message. It was a 2 second voice message. "Maybe she sent it accidentally." What could you say in 2 seconds?

"It wouldn't be something important." He mutters and locks his phone concentrating on the numbers written in front of him.

'It wouldn't be something important, would it?'

Unfortunately, 2 seconds meant a lot.

You could save someone's life in 2 seconds.

And you could even destroy one in two seconds.

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