Her sleep was filled with neither dream nor nightmare. It was just dark black and void. She was fast asleep. As time passed, she finally stirred in sleep. When she was about to open her eyes, she heard the door creaking which made her immediately shut her eyes trying to fake her sleep because of unknown fear. She heard a masculine deep voice near her "what are you gonna do??".
After a long pause another deep raspy voice answered "I'll have to show her who I am". As soon as she heard that, she felt a trembling fear aching her stomach.
She tried hard not to relieve any kind of movements or emotions in her face. She felt the place again to be empty. Her eyes opened slowly and her blurred vision displayed a red velvet surface with a massive beautiful ceiling. She got up with effort holding her forehead in her hands as she was still lightheaded. Slowly her eyes scanned around the place to find that it was a room, not just a room but a very spacious lavish area. The whole area was neat and tidy. She was sitting on a large sized white soft bed with a white fluffy duvet over her. She saw the headboard of the bed to be carved in polished wood with perfect curves and definitions. Couch, television, balcony, the large eight door windows her eyes gazed on everything.
She hanged her legs off the bed and wore her sneakers. Taking small steps she followed the direction of the windows.
Not even two steps, she heard a loud thud behind her.
She turned like a speed of jet only to face an unknown person staring at her. Her face was confused and scared.
The first thing her eyes landed was on a pair of dark brown eyes piercing her body with a sharp gaze. She couldn't comprehend what is happening around her or why is this happening. The person moved forward in her direction making a sudden jolt in her chest. Each and every step of his emanated dominance and power.
His brown eyes never budged away from her, scrutinizing her whole body. His thick black locks were messy making him more handsome with his bangs down. His aligned black brows little near to his dark lashes clouded his dark brown eyes. His nose little bit short with the tip of his nose being slightly thin. His upper lip thin and his lower lip little plump and a strong jawline defined his face. The grey waistcoat over the blue shirt fitted him perfectly as if it was stitched only for him. His sleeves folded displaying the green trail of veins in his toned arms. The first two buttons of his shirt was opened giving slight view of his chest and his adam's apple buldging out.
He was near her but giving her personal space. His dark brown eyes stared at her with no mercy making her step back. She didn't know what to do, where to go. Her eyes moved everywhere ignoring the person before her.
"Who ar e yo u?" She finally asked.
He didn't reply anything. He just stared at her hard. She was shivering under his gaze. It was obvious how she was affected under his predatory eyes. Fed up of his silence, "Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here? Answer me" she raised her voice.
After a long pause, he replied "I want you".
His cold voice rushed shivers against her spine making her look at him shocked and confused.
She was overwhelmed by his bold answer. She assumed he was drunk. "I'll pretend that you are drunk" she said and walked past him. Before she could reach the door, she was pulled back by him, gripping her upper arm tightly. With him closer, only now she noticed how tall and intimidating he was. His lips descended down her ears "Not so fast. Don't make me repeat again" his hot lips brushed her ear tip making her close her eyes and push him away.
She walked several steps behind with her eyes throwing daggers at him. A smirk slipped into his face as his hands went into his pockets. "Jungkook" another deep voice made both of them turn their heads to the third person's direction. With a firm nod, he left. She recognized those two were the ones who came when she was faking her sleep. "Follow me" Jungkook said turning his back. As he reached the door, he didn't see her following him. With his back turned, he just told "your lover boy". Like a lightning, it hit her brain that she forgot about her boyfriend. She looked at herself and found her jean jacket no where to be found. With no further words, he went not waiting for her.
She ran behind him with her heart trembling where is her boyfriend? Is he alright? questions rung her head. She followed him through white walls with photos and beautiful paintings hanging. He halted his tracks. When she reached where he was standing, she didn't notice the surrounding but a beaten figure.
It was Justin. "No" she shouted.
Her eyes were only on Justin. She didn't realize who were around her or how many people were around her. Her focus was fully on the swollen eyes that could barely open, blood running along his jawline and his body being supported by two men in suits. As they dropped him to the ground, with tears flowing from her eyes, she ran towards him. Kneeling beside him, her hands reached the bruise on his forehead. He was lying unconscious. Words wouldn't come out of her mouth. Her hands shaked against him trying to wake him up.
Oh god she cried.
Suddenly she stopped her movements.
With angry tearful eyes she looked back to see the dark brown eyes which were watching her with clenched fists. She stood up and with long steps she reached him. With her eyes erupting hate, her right palm slapped across his.
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Until then take care.
Dark_kite.