The most intense, sexy and dirtiest fan fiction you'll ever read.
You've been warned.
Wooyoung x San
• TW! •
Smut
Kinks
SA
Language
Violence
• an ateez fanfiction •
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Written by BlackYeolie
All credits to BlackYeolie
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W o o y o u n g | S an "What happened to his head?!" I heard a loud yell. The person was angry, very angry. His voice was more than just familiar. It was like music in my ears. The second voice no started to talk and also panic. "I-I - it happened earlier" a nervous voice said
Somehow both voices appeared so familiar yet I couldn't really remember what really happened. The last thing I knew was how Jongho, a stranger that claimed to be one of my father's employees, pushed me into the black private jet
"What do you fucking mean?!" the angry voice got loud again. I gulped heavily. My eyes were still too weak and tired to be opened. I was afraid I was in coma or that I would never wake up again.
"He didn't move s-so I pushed him into the jet. He fell and hit his head" the other finally admitted. Now I knew that they talked about me and how I fell. I hit my head? Did feel like it since my head hurt like hell. I could even feel the open wound that burned like fire
A loud slap followed and I would've flinched or screamed if I wasn't totally knocked out from whatever they gave me. But now I knew that there were more than one person in this jet.
"You fucking pushed him? I didn't allow you to touch him in any way!" the voice got even louder. Another bearable punch followed. Now I had the strength to actually flinch even though I still couldn't open my eyes. But then everything got quiet again and I decided to continue my sleep in order to gain my strength back.
It was cold when I tried to open my eyes for the first time. My strength seemed to slowly come back even though this deathly blue pill had robbed it. My eyelids felt heavy and somehow they burned because of the deep sleep I probably just went through.
The first thing I saw was that both of my wrists were fixed. I sat on a big luxury leather chair. Both of my wrists were fixed with belts to the sides of the luxurious looking chair. I slightly panicked yet my eyes curiously traveled around through my environment
"S-San" I whispered underneath my breath. Of course he was the first person I thought about, of course he was. Of course I couldn't think of no one else but him. This man had me in his hand. He was the one that owned me.
