Y/N's mind reeled, her thoughts foggy. She lay on a plush bed, surrounded by seven menacing figures.
Namjoon's grip tightened on her wrist. "You're ours now."
Panic set in as Y/N realized her predicament. She tried to struggle, but Jin's hands pinned her down.
RM's voice echoed through the room. "Resistance is futile."
Jimin's eyes gleamed with excitement. "You'll learn to obey."
V's presence seemed to darken the room. "Your fears will become our pleasure."
J-Hope's smile twisted. "And your screams, music to our ears."
Suga's whisper sent chills down her spine. "Forever trapped, forever ours."
Y/N's heart raced as the men closed in. She knew she had to escape, but how?
"Let me go!" she pleaded, her voice shaking.
Namjoon's laughter sent shivers down her spine. "Never."
The darkness consumed her, and Y/N's world went black.
As suddenly as they had appeared, the six figures vanished, leaving Y/N alone with Namjoon.
The room seemed to shrink, the air thickening with tension. Namjoon's gaze burned with intensity, his eyes never leaving Y/N's.
"You're mine now," he whispered, his voice husky.
Y/N's heart pounded, her body trembling. She tried to speak, but her voice caught in her throat.
Namjoon's fingers traced her jawline, sending shivers down her spine. "Your fear excites me."
His lips brushed against hers, a gentle, teasing kiss. Y/N's lips parted, despite herself.
"Resist me," Namjoon whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "It only makes me harder."
Y/N's hands pushed against his chest, but Namjoon's grip tightened.
"Mine," he growled, his mouth claiming hers.
The room dissolved into darkness, leaving only the sensation of Namjoon's lips, his touch, and the heavy, lust-filled air.
Y/N's thoughts blurred, her body betraying her. She felt herself sinking into Namjoon's embrace.
"No..." she whispered, her voice lost in his kiss.
Namjoon's response was a low, rumbling laugh.
Namjoon's kiss deepened, his tongue exploring Y/N's mouth. She felt her resistance crumbling, her body responding to his touch.
"Y/N," Namjoon whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "You're so beautiful when you're scared."
His fingers traced her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Y/N's pulse quickened as Namjoon's lips trailed down her throat.
"Please," she whispered, unsure what she was begging for.
Namjoon's smile claimed her. "You'll beg for more."
His hands roamed her body, igniting fires within. Y/N's thoughts blurred, her senses overwhelmed.
"Namjoon, stop," she pleaded, her voice barely audible.
But Namjoon's touch only intensified. His lips claimed hers again, their tongues entwining.
Y/N's world narrowed to Namjoon's touch, his kiss, and the burning desire within.