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๐’๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ/๐ง ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ... More

๐ˆ๐๐“๐‘๐Ž๐ƒ๐”๐‚๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐
๐Ÿ. ๐˜๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐‹๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐›
๐Ÿ/๐Ÿ. ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ž
๐Ÿ‘/๐Ÿ. ๐“๐จ๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก
๐Ÿ‘/๐Ÿ. ๐ˆ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐
๐Ÿ’. ๐’๐จ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž
๐Ÿ“/๐Ÿ. ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž!!!
๐Ÿ“/๐Ÿ. ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž
๐Ÿ”/๐Ÿ. ๐…๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ
๐Ÿ”/๐Ÿ. ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ ร— ๐Ÿ•
๐Ÿ•/๐Ÿ. ๐’๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ
๐Ÿ•/๐Ÿ. ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ
๐Ÿ–/๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ
๐Ÿ–/๐Ÿ. ๐‹๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ
๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ/๐Ÿ. ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ/๐Ÿ. ๐“๐š๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐จ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ/๐Ÿ. ๐ˆ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ/๐Ÿ. ๐“๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘/๐Ÿ. ๐–๐ก๐ฒ
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘/๐Ÿ. ๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐†๐š๐ฆ๐ž
๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ƒ๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ข๐ฏ๐ž, ๐‘๐ž๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ญ
๐๐ž๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฒ๐š๐ฅ ๐‹๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ

๐Ÿ/๐Ÿ. ๐‡๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ 

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𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆







𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠



𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬
_____________

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬




𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠



























































_______

𝐘/𝐧











































𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 - 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 - 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭



"Not eating food, won't make me free you"

Y/n ignored the sh*t that he was talking and behaved like a bored lifeless statue... she was exhausted

However, it wasn't good forever, until a shoe arrived all over her face

"How dare you ignore me"

Y/n took a glance in that direction, it was the same beautiful guy who had been asking the same stupid question... for months...
















































WHY DID YOU KILL JIMIN!














































WHY DID YOU KILL JIMIN!















































WHY DID YOU KILL JIMIN!











































Taehyung jerked her hair behind... she was taken back, and was drained to shout no! It was of no use. She had already learned to console herself... it'll be over soon.

Taehyung forced her to look at him

Those deep shadow black eyes, she had seen no mercy... no hope for help, the only thing she saw was his rage and sadistic fury, wanting to make her bloody with all his might, so she became so pale and weak that she begged for her death, but no!

Still, she must be alive to tell the truth

It's going on for how many days... she doesn't remember



















































𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 - 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝

Since the day she was kidnapped, there was no day she wasn't abused, he manhandled her, used her like a punch beg, and then threw her away like trash... No way, absolutely not a chance she saw her body without wounds... her face was swollen and dirty and those bruises were looking so little, as he gave her more











































"Ahh.. that Noohh.. Ha... "

Her spine shuddered with dread as she saw Taehyung laid one torture instrument in his grasp, soon after watching her frightened and pleading, Taehyung felt so satisfied like he saw clear clouds in his mind after a misty rain of thoughts in his mind

It was routine, he was sadistic... it was not his fault he was like this, he was just meant to be like this, choosing his victim, who seemed so intense and bold, bending them to their weakest point and then feeling proud of himself how it was easiest for him to crush anyone under his toes









































Taehyung laughed, as he sat before her table and dragged the chair she was sitting on helplessly. He continued to pull the handle of the seat till it was between his legs, and his grin became wider, watching her turning away.













































Taehyung spread his legs significantly more

"Was it that simple to scare you y/n?"
Taehyung holds her jaw firmly making her look at him.

She shut her eyes, thinking it wasn't happening... however it was, Taehyung was directly before her face, his eyes cold like ice... frozen to her all moments... there is no other option for her, there was never a way out












































"I'm talking to you!"
Taehyung growled in a deep voice

Y/n flinched, she was so scared... drop of water fell on her cheeks, she opened her eyes and looked up, he was just above her face, his messy hair... tight shirt having damp marks, he was sweating and it was falling on her body











































"I don't know what you're talking about"
She uttered in a low voice

Taehyung smirked and made his grip even tighter, her cheeks were hurting and she started struggling to untie her hands
"It's alright, I'll get what I want soon"















































He jumped from the other side of the table, she thought he was leaving, but suddenly she felt her chair being pulled from behind, he was taking her to the middle of the basement...

She was clueless and then the torture began

















































"Ahh ahhh"















































𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡!















































"Nahhs st- aaaa... STOP!!"















































𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡!
















































Her mouth was dribbling with saliva, Taehyung wasn't halting and kept whipping her mercilessly. Her screams were echoing in the room, he was deaf to hear, and no one could end it, back to back he was smashing with a thorny whip.

As he took a break to catch his breath

"No! Please don't..."
She started gasping along with him, breathing heavily... he was using his all energy... watching her body covered in bloody makeup, enjoyed watching her, it was all he wanted to see and he got it!

He got it

But she's still silent and Taehyung hates asking the same questions again and again













































He slowly took one step to her body... she was hardly epping it, clinging to that chair, she was in so much pain, couldn't even move a muscle and just sitting like a bound dead meat

"It's your first day and you're crying!"
She heard his voice, he was undoing her hands, she moved her hand a little to stretch, it was hurting so badly as she had kept in that position for so long. Taehyung undid all the ropes and made her free










































He loosed her hands and kneeled, in front of her chair she was confused about what Taehyung was doing, he untied her hands and now sitting in front of her, he was weirdo

Taehyung creased her wrinkly face like he was patting his puppy. Her crying cheeks, he pinched cutely
"Why are you doing this to yourself professor y/n! hm?"










































Taehyung pouted, y/n was trying to keep down tears, he was face to face... eye to eye...

She gathered courage and started pleading
"Ple- Please- Please let me..."

"Shhh"
Taehyung put his finger on her lips, calmly
"Talk bulsh*t again"
He rubbed her lips
"And you'll taste my bullets"
















































She looked away, didn't know how to convince this guy. She was shocked at how he got to know, she was also suspected in the matter of those two students

But she knew... she wasn't even knowing that Jimin fellow before this. He was just her student and why Taehyung was so interested in him... whatever she didn't do anything wrong so why did she feel afraid of him

"See... I don't know why you brought me here... what do you even want, but... I don't know... I don't know anything about this Jimin... please leave-"











































"Acting smart huh?"
Taehyung chuckled, feeling utterly crazy
"What about... Yoongi?"

















































Her lips parted and she didn't know what to say, she had no idea in her mind but started cursing... this Yoongi really burnt her life in hell. He can't even let her breathe with peace after his death

Watching her unable to answer the question he now understood, that he was dealing with the right, or the wrong person

Taehyung got up, looking at her in disgusting hate, now he can't hide... so let the real game begin!











































Taehyung kicked her chair and she fell on the floor with a loud scream, she was already in pain... she couldn't take it anymore and she heard his belt unbuckling

Y/n immediately tried to turn with effort and saw Taehyung was holding his black leather belt in his hands

















































On that dark night her screams were heard as if she was dying

For hours... that cold floor was only relief for her burning skin

Taehyung was wild and he really didn't want to do such a thing with any woman

But he kept going, striking her legs then back and her whole body back to back again, until she faints











































"It was so good, good enough that I want to torture you all by myself"
Taehyung looked at the ceiling, feeling the silence in the room, only their breath was heard in quite black colors... he took a glance more time and what a miserable mess she was looking

Taehyung bites his lips
"Jungkook wasn't kidding... you're something"
And he left her lifeless, but she knew... she heard it faintly












































𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌!!

Her mind was in slumber... swirling his moments! His memories

Her only wish was to have him because y/n knew, only Jungkook was crazy enough to love her that much that he can come here and save her from this








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