A warm embrace!

I gasped as someone grabbed me from the back, he placed his finger tightly around my mouth.

"Let me go," I shouted, in a muffled struggle.

"What're you doing? You want the world to find out, hurry up?" they argued.

"Uh," I squeaked, as soon as he injected me.

I struggled to try to move their hands from my mouth.

"It'd sting a little babe," I whispered in my ears before injecting my neck. My body started to shut down, my ears began blocking every voice around If I'm being pushed inside the water slowly everything would seem blurred and then go invisible too.

"Why is she not waking up? What exactly did you give her?" a guy said, shaking my arm his voice seemed as if it was from inside a well.

"Uh," I grunted, waking up.

"Bastard! What was that?" I asked, catching up my breath. I shouted at the guy who was sitting on a table against my chair.

"Uh," I sighed, lifting my head and fixing it closer to the chairback.

"I didn't see that one coming," I said, as I finally recognised after searching through my memories it was Seung-ho Da-eun's date.

"Open it, we need to talk, don't we Seung-ho " I negotiated trying to move my hands which were tied to the arms of the chair.

He ignored me as if he hadn't heard.

"We met, didn't we?" He put my hair behind the back of my ear as they were running around my sweating face.

"What a nice man she has?" I replied, gazing directly into his eyes.

"Let's get to the topic shall we," he continued, tightening the rope around my hands more firmly.

"Where are the pictures?" he asked, resting his one shoe against my chair they was bedraggled and dirty and he slid closer to my chair.

"Do you think it's going to be this easy?" I asked, curling my lips out.

"Well, I thought you'd be easy, it doesn't seem," he replied.

"Huh," he mumbled, ordering a robust guy standing after me.

He stepped toward pointing a gun at my head.

I tilted my head as he pressured on it.

"This or this," Seung-ho continued, taking out a plier from his pocket.

He clicked it twice in the air before moving ahead.

"I won't ask you again, one finger for each no," he sighed, holding my thumb.

"Really! But what to do?" I continued, with a mocking smile.

"Do it, cut me in pieces each by each" I replied, looking directly in his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense," he continued pressing my thumb slightly with the plier, the blood starting to drip from my hand.

"You don't know me, this time you'd have only four left," he argued.

"Let's face some reality," I replied.

"Can you see it," I continued, tilting my head a bit more?

"You see the scar, they cut me thinking I would back up, but I returned all of them the same scar I've in the belly. It was exhilarating," I laughed maniacally.

"First, if I won't tell you very soon the parcels will be received by her mother if I won't cancel it for today,"

"Second, What is she gonna do with a poor rascal, who is rotting her precious daughter's life," I asked.

"Third, if you mutilate me, do you think my family would let it go, nor would I? I'm torn open your belly and feed it to my dogs, the second I leave this place you end," I asked.

"Love you only have one option, kill me,"

"It's a losing game, how dare you threaten me," I shouted at him.

"Here, you're wrong their daughter is involved too they've to save me to save her," he replied.

"How could someone as stupid as you get her to fall for you, with this little mind," I continued.

"Look around, she's not here."

"You're not a thug you don't have a fully-fledged gang backing up with their lawyers, don't act like a teenager,"

"Hurting me would be the tweezer, they'll pick you and the law will eliminate you., '' I argued.

"Da-eun won't ever let it happen," he said.

"You think she can go against her mother to save you,"

"Can't you see, never she's nothing without her family," I replied.

"Don't be stupid, you don't need her without her money," I smirked.

"Come do it, and ruin everything you have in the next few minutes," I asked.

"Maybe you're right, but I can't let you go, she asked me for this favour" he continued.

"Fine! We'd go down together but I won't tell you," I replied, grinding my teeth.

He let my thumb go, exhaling heavily.

He stood up from the table, rubbing the middle of his eyebrows.

"I can't let you ruin everything, let her go and just keep your mouth shut," he said.

"What?" the man asked, removing the gun and putting it in his back pocket.

"Good thinking," I replied.

"And do tell her, If she pulled a stunt like this again, I won't sit idle," I replied, as his man started opening my ropes.

"Advice, they're really big people even for someone like you, you shouldn't instigate her," he said.

"You're also doing the same, big risk, big return," I replied, rubbing my wrist as they were scratched by the ropes.

"Where are my phone and my purse," I asked, searching for them in the front pocket of my jeans.

"You can't leave here, without losing anything, " he replied.

"I wouldn't have asked for a thing as small as this, but it's important," I demanded.

"This can't happen," Seung-ho replied.

"You making me do this," I continued, taking out his gun from the men's black leather holster resting at the side waist through his belt.

"Wallet, now," I replied, pointing the gun at Seung-ho.

"It's a gun, put it down," he laughed.

"Wallet! I won't say it again," I said, loading it.

"Have you gone crazy," he shouted, stepping away.

"Why don't we talk?" he insisted, raising his hands in the air.

"Don't move, my reflexes are very good, and it'd be self-defence," I ordered the guy who shared quick eye contact with him.

"Where is the purse?" I asked, again.

"Here," Seung-ho threw the purse and the phone on the floor and stepped away.

"Everyone up," I ordered.

"You've just invited your death now," Seung-ho said, turning his back to me.

"Move, hands up, hands in the air," I replied, ordering them to the next floor of that old forlorn storage room.

"Have a good day," I picked up the purse.

"Don't move before I'm out here," I said, moving out in hurry.

And threw it outside the storage as soon as I got out and put its box magazine in my pocket.

"Just for safety uh," I replied, locking the door of the storage room.

I ran towards the main gate of the factory, making sure I could get out before they would chase me.

***

"Where are you going?" Da-eun shouted, coming out of her car as soon as I moved out the main gate her guards blocked the way.

"You crazy fucking bitch," I stopped as soon as I noticed her take a deep breath.

"You were here the whole time," I shouted, approaching her.

"Don't worry I'll take care of her," she said, hanging up on her phone.

"How dare you point a gun at him?" she said, with a red face.

"Hold her," she ordered her bodyguard.

"Let go, have you gone crazy," I shouted, as he grabbed me by the arm.

"What? Crazy, how could you talk to me like that?" She shouted like a maniac.

"How dare you," she continued, exhaling heavily.

"How dare someone like you raise your hand at me, who do you think you're," she shouted, with every power she had.

"Calm down and think straight," I said, staring at her while still trying to get out of the grip of her bodyguard.

"You bitch," she shouted and shifted towards me with an iron strip laying on the floor.

"What are you doing?" I struggled.

"Let me go," I turned to her guard.

His eyes were glued to Da-eun for a response.

"Let me go, she's has gone cra…..,"

I coughed, as I felt someone shoot a ton of spears at my sides.

"Shut up," she stabbed me in my stomach with iron strips.

I started to fall to the floor trying to breathe.

"Miss, let's go," her guard asked, as she kept standing beside me.

"Huh," she nodded while trembling.

Everything around me seemed to have taken a pause, the revving of the car has made my grunts inaudible.

I started searching for my phone, while I kept struggling for every breath.

"Am I dying," I thought as I realised my pockets are empty?

"It's cold, will I die of cold," thought kept crossing my mind.

"Huh," I groaned, in pain, it kept replacing me with deep sleep.

"Are you okay?" a warm hand rested against my cheek and tapped slowly. I've been touched many times by strangers but his fingers were shaking they were filled with worries, and the warmth of his touch was a hope I surely needed.

I tried to open my eyes, as I stared at the sky with my half-lidded eyes.

"It's okay," Hyun-woo said, kneeling beside me his eyes sparkled.

"Save me," I wanted to ask, I might even have asked but my eyes started to get shut again and his voice fainted.