55

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Jungkook

My eyes blinked open as I slowly gained consciousness, head throbbed and my muscles ached, body was hurting. When my vision finally cleared, I let out a gasp.

My body froze, suddenly nausea assailed me. I had to swallow back the bile that was working its way from my stomach and into my throat, I couldn't move my arms or legs, I was trapped.

Byungchan had me, I was completely at his mercy.

My chest tightened, I choked on my sob.

How did this happen?

Everything was perfect, then I've been thrown back into hell again. Tears fell silently down my cheeks as I thought about Taehyung. I loved him so much that my heart ached at the thought of never seeing him again. He was my everything and now I was alone again, without my saviour.

I was living my nightmare again.

I tried to raise my arm but was horrified to find out that I couldn't.

I tried to move my legs, but I couldn't.

They felt heavy, there was no mistaking the coldness of steel wrapped around my wrists or ankles. I moved again, and the sound of metal jiggling filled the darkness. My limbs were manacled to a damp stone wall.

I was chained, shackled to the wall like a slave, panicked, I tried to move. I wrenched my arms and legs but only cried out in pain when the metal bit into my skin.

I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes in despair, my throat constricted as I fought to breathe. My vision swam with dizziness, my head tilted against the wall as I tried to keep my eyes open.

I heard footsteps approaching, my stomach cramped, I whimpered in fear, my pulse thudded painfully, my chest felt heavy under the pressure of my panic and fear.

I trembled as I wait for my impending fate.

And then suddenly, I wasn't in darkness anymore.

The light was turned on and my eyes closed instantly at the sudden glare. I flinched away and pushed myself harder against the wall as if it could protect me.

I tried to cover my face with my hands but they were yanked down cruelly, my eyes snapped open and I was staring right into Byungchan's eyes. He tightened his fingers around my arm and I cried out in pain.

When he smiled, I flinched.

"Shhh, love," he said in my ear, his tongue licking down my neck.

Fear rendered me immobile as his fingers wrapped around my hair, and he pulled my head back until I was staring at him.

"Did you think I wouldn't find you?" he hissed, his face red with rage, "You can escape but I will always find you."

My heart sank, I knew this day would come.

I was childish to think I was safe.

Byungchan looked crazed as his hand twisted in my hair.

I winced as my scalp burned like fire.

"Did you let him fuck you?" he asked, grabbing my chin harshly. His fingers dug into my skin, I had to bite my lips to stop myself from crying out. "Of course you did. He fvcking touched you. Did you forget that you're mine?" Byungchan snarled in my face.

I cowered back and shook my head.

How could I forget?

I was, after all, chained to my past.

For a small moment, I had let myself believe I was Taehyung's.

Byungchan stared at me for a second.

He watched my tears slide down my cheeks, and I saw his eyes shining with delight.

I slumped against the wall, my body suddenly weak.

Byungchan leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest, he sat down on the chair placed in the middle of the room.

I quickly looked around the room, but it was empty, with no windows, and the room looked unfinished.

When realization dawned, I sucked in a harsh breath - It wasn't a room. It was a dungeon.

My eyes snapped up.

Byungchan's lips curled as he speared me with a chilling glare.

I trembled against his gaze and glanced down.

I couldn't look at him.

His face was a reminder of every bad thing that I had gone through.

"You ruined your father's plan," Byungchan started. My eyebrows furrowed, but I didn't look up.

"All this time, he kept you hidden so the Vante's wouldn't find out about you. And now, they know about your existence."

I peeked up at him through my hair that was half covering my face, Byungchan shook his head.

"You were a fucking liability. A weakness. If they knew who you were, they would have come after you. Did you ever wonder why you were never allowed out of the estate?"

I didn't answer.

It didn't matter what my answer was, Byungchan would say whatever he wanted.

"Because you are a dead man. You died in a fire twenty-one years ago."

My head snapped up, my heart throbbing at this new revelation, Byungchan laughed at my expression, his face sinister.

"But that's what the world thinks. Your death was fabricated, so your father's enemy wouldn't come after you."

Suddenly, his face changed, the anger was back full force.

"You fucking ruined all of that. You had to escape and you had to end up with those goddamn Vante's. Now, they know the truth."

Shaking his head, he smiled. It was malicious, and I shuddered.

"But I think it all played out well."

I didn't understand what he meant.

I only saw his smile.

The same one that haunted my memories.

I would never forget that smile.

Taehyung, where are you?

I silently begged.

I needed him.

I felt like I couldn't breathe without him.

I saw Byungchan get up from his chair and walk over to me. Kneeling, he grabbed my face. "What are you thinking about, love?" He tsked when I didn't answer, "Don't tell me you are thinking about Taehyung?" he taunted to my face.

I swallowed hard as his words hit me right into the heart. He chuckled his face right next to my ear.

"Did you forget? He gave you to me."

No.

He didn't give me away.

He loved me.

I knew that.

Taehyung would come for me.

"He handed you to me like you were nothing. Do you think he's coming to save you?" he whispered into my ears.

I closed my eyes tightly, trying to block his torturous words, I didn't believe him.

I didn't.

I believed in Taehyung.

In us.

"Love, look at me," Byungchan demanded.

I didn't have any other choice but to look at the devil - He had all the control.

When I finally opened my eyes, I saw Byungchan's face soften. His eyes changed to a lighter shade as he looked at me almost lovingly, "Don't you see? I'm the one who cares about you," he said, trailing a gentle finger down my cheek.

Fear rocketed through my chest, squeezing me until I couldn't breathe. I knew what he was doing, Byungchan always did that. He would change right in front of my eyes, going from a monster to a gentle man.

He did that to play with my mind, to trick me into believing what he wanted.

To make me believe he cared.

In the beginning, it worked, but now I knew the truth. It was all a game to him, there was not even an ounce of humanity in him.

He was a monster.

"Everything I have done is for us. For you. I have always protected you and kept you safe so my enemies wouldn't hurt you," he continued.

I tried to shut him out.

I did, but his taunting words rung through my ears, refusing to leave.

"Taehyung doesn't care about you. He never did. But I do. I'm here for you."

Byungchan leaned forward and placed a kiss on my cheek, his lips moved to my lips, and kissed me.

Almost sweetly and apologetically.

"You're my prince," Byungchan rubbed a finger over my cheek instead, "You'll see that he never cared. He's not coming for you, Jungkook."

I whimpered and shifted away, I thought he would hit me, but he didn't.

I wanted to scream.

Stop it!

Please stop it.

He was lying.

Taehyung cared.

I was his Angel.

He would come for me.

I trusted him.

Byungchan continued to whisper in my ears as his hand wandered up to my bare thighs, his touch soft. But the softness was deceiving.

The softness only held the promises of pain.

"It's okay. It'll be okay... Now that you are home, you are safe. He can't hurt you."

I squeezed my eyes shut when I felt a finger probing me through my lace panties. I was pantless, this couldn't be happening again. Maybe it was just a dream - A nightmare.

But I knew it was real.

This nightmare was my reality.

He grabbed my thigh possessively, his fingers digging into my skin, leaving his marks. I sniffed as my tears continued to run down my cheeks. I didn't say anything, I knew how it worked with Byungchan, as long as I stayed quiet, it wouldn't be as bad. And then suddenly the gentleness was gone. The back of his hand smacked across my face, my head knocked against the wall. Byungchan gripped my hair and shook me.

I screamed as agony pierced through my head and neck, he yanked me forward until the shackles bit into my skin painfully. I cried out again, the pain too intense for me to bear. It didn't hurt just physically, my heart was hurting too. I was breaking inside, slowly losing myself to the darkness that surrounded me.

"Did you think I would go gentle on you, love?" he spat into my face.

I shook my head, my stomach cramping violently at the unspoken promise in his words. My heart throbbed, and I was paralyzed. His fist made contact with my face, my lips cracked open. I didn't scream this time, I just waited because I knew what was coming next.

"You betrayed me, Jungkook. You are making me do this. This is all your fault," he said against

my neck as he ripped my shirt.

I shuddered as his hands groped my body. As he touched me, Byungchan placed kisses over my face. A mixture of gentle and pain, he was

giving me both, trying to confuse me, trying to trick my mind.

"I'm going to fuck you and show you exactly who the fuck you belong to," he growled into my ears.

My heart sank, and my mind went blank. I resisted at first, something I had never done before but that only angered him more. I didn't want

him, I only wanted Taehyung.

I wanted my Taehyung's touch.

I tried to be strong, but in the end, I was weak.

I was forced to feel the monster's touch.

Byungchan twisted me around until I was on my knees, my back against his front. He forced my face against the wall until I was trapped. I couldn't do anything, not with the chains wrapped around me so tightly. He pushed my thighs apart, and I felt his tip at my unprepped entrance.

"You are mine! Never forget that, Jungkook! Mine!"

He slammed inside me, painfully and ruthlessly. I couldn't stop the scream that escaped past my lips. I was being cut from the inside. It felt like I was being split into two, prickled with glass shards, and bleeding inside. I felt his heavy breath at the back of my neck as he took me roughly. He pounded his cock inside of me repeatedly, unrelenting as his fingers wrapped around my throat making sure I knew he was the one in control.

My heart was bleeding.

My soul was bleeding, begging for mercy.

The pain was too much.

I stayed silent as my body and heart broke into pieces.

I felt disconnected.

It felt like this cruel punishment was never-ending.

He took me over and over until I slipped into the darkness.

And I knew this time I wouldn't be able to come back.

When he came with a roar, my head spun. Byungchan slipped out of me, I felt his cum slide down from the inside of my thighs, branding me in the most humiliating way. My whole body was aching from his assault. I couldn't move so I just laid there, my head hanging limply against the cold wall.

I felt Byungchan's lips next to my ears. "He's not coming for you. No matter how much you beg, he's not coming. He will never find you. Nobody is coming for you."

I closed my eyes, refusing to accept his words.

"You're a ghost, Jungkook. A forgotten ghost. You always lived in the shadows."

His words impaled my heart most horrendously because I knew they were the truth. What made the pain worse was the realization that I would always live this way - In the darkness, hidden with no escape.

I was truly a ghost.

A forgotten one.

My eyes rolled into my head as I slowly succumbed to the agony coursing through my body.

Even through the numbness, I still thought of Taehyung. No matter how impossible it was, I still wished I could feel him again and listen to his beating heart.

Just one more time.

Just for one last time, I wanted to feel his beating heart.