The door emitted a low, grating creak as it swung open, slicing through the stillness of the night. Suga, adjusting the lapels of his coat with a practiced flick, stepped into the darkened room. The shadows enveloped him until he reached for the light switch, bathing the space in a soft, amber glow that dispelled the gloom.

Jungkook’s gaze swept the room, a predatory glint in his eyes softening into a faint smirk as they settled on the object of his fixation. His steps, deliberate and measured, carried an almost feral grace as he approached the sleeping figure. Yet, the sight of Yn, serene and unguarded in her slumber, cradling a pillow with an innocent trust, melted the hardness in his expression. A tender smile curved his lips, and his eyes warmed with a quiet reverence.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, the word a hushed caress as he gazed at Yn. Her features, softened by sleep, seemed almost ethereal—her breath steady, her lips slightly parted in a pout that beckoned his attention. Unable to resist, his fingers drifted through the silken strands of her hair, tracing a delicate path to her cheek before he leaned down, pressing a fleeting, featherlight kiss to her lips. A quiet chuckle escaped him as he lingered, drinking in the delicate contours of her face. He settled beside her on the bed, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight.

“I’m sorry, honey,” he whispered, his voice thick with a conflicted resolve. “I know this will hurt you, but I can’t let you go. Not ever. The fear of losing you—it’s unbearable. You’ll try to run again, I know, but I won’t allow it. You’ve been mine since the moment I saw you.” From his pocket, he produced a small, glinting handcuff, its metallic sheen catching the light as he secured it to the headboard. With a gentleness that belied his intent, he fastened it around her left wrist, the cold metal a stark contrast to the warmth of her skin. “Damn, you’re driving me crazy, honey,” he breathed, his tone laced with both adoration and obsession. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it all up to you.”

His hand hovered, poised to trace the curve of her arm, but a sharp buzz from his phone shattered the moment, drawing a scowl across his face. “Who the hell is calling me now?” he muttered, irritation flaring. Sighing heavily, he glanced at the screen, and his expression shifted—annoyance giving way to a sly, satisfied smile. Rising from the bed, he cast one last lingering look at Yn—whom he mistakenly called Layla in his mind—before stepping out onto the balcony, the cool night air greeting him as he answered the call.

Fifteen minutes later, Yn stirred, her consciousness clawing its way back from the haze of sleep. A dull throb pulsed at her temples, and she winced, whispering to herself, “Why does my head hurt so much?” Her attempt to rise was abruptly halted as something cold and unyielding grazed her wrist. Her eyes darted to the source, widening in horror at the sight of the handcuff binding her to the bed. “No… who did this?” she gasped, her voice trembling as she tugged futilely at the unyielding metal. Tears welled in her eyes, a tide of panic rising within her. Never in her life had she imagined herself ensnared like this, trapped in a nightmare she couldn’t comprehend.

Memories flooded back—fractured, jagged fragments of realization—and her resolve hardened. “I need to get out of here before he returns,” she whispered, desperation lacing her words. She yanked at the handcuff, her struggles frantic but fruitless against the sturdy restraint. The balcony door swung open, and her heart plummeted as Jungkook’s silhouette filled the frame, his presence a looming specter of her fears.

“I see you’re trying hard to get out of here, baby,” Jungkook said, his voice a deep, resonant timbre that sent a shiver down her spine. His tone carried an unsettling calm, a predator’s confidence that made her blood run cold. Yn, lost in her terror, barely registered his words, her only thought the desperate need to free herself from the cuffs and escape his suffocating hold.

He watched her, his expression unreadable, unaware of the profound terror his actions had ignited in her fragile heart. As she turned and saw him advancing, her voice quavered. “D-don’t come near me,” she stammered, her plea a fragile shield against his approach. But Jungkook’s next move caught her off guard. With a deft motion, he produced a key from his pocket and unlocked the handcuff, the metal falling away with a soft clink. For a fleeting moment, hope surged within her, and she seized the opportunity, shoving him back and bolting toward freedom.

Her escape was short-lived. Jungkook’s reflexes were swift, his arm snaking around her waist as he pulled her back with ease. “Don’t try, baby. It won’t work,” he whispered, his breath warm against her ear, sending an involuntary shudder through her. “No, please, let me go!” Yn pleaded, thrashing in his iron grip as he guided her back to the bed. With surprising gentleness, he eased her onto the mattress, but her struggles persisted, her voice a broken litany of pleas for release.

“No, honey, that’s not going to happen,” he said, his tone resolute yet tinged with something softer, almost regretful. Before she could react, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a sudden, forceful kiss that stole her breath and froze her in place. “Umm… l-lea…” she mumbled, her hands pushing against his chest, desperate to break free. Her resistance only seemed to fuel his intensity, and he pulled back abruptly, his eyes flashing with frustration. “Don’t fucking push me away when I’m kissing you!” he snapped, his voice a low growl that reverberated with barely restrained anger.

He kissed her again, harder this time, but her anguished cries pierced through his haze. The sound of her sobs, raw and unfiltered, shattered his resolve, and he pulled back, his expression softening with guilt. “Honey, don’t cry… don’t cry,” he murmured, his fingers brushing away the tears streaming down her cheeks. He sighed, a heavy, frustrated sound, and met her gaze with an intensity that made her heart race. “I’ll leave for now. Go take a shower, then we’ll have dinner together here, okay? But don’t try to escape—you won’t like the consequences, honey.” His voice was a velvet threat, underscored by a lingering kiss on her forehead before he rose and left the room.

The moment the door clicked shut, Yn scrambled to the bathroom, not for the shower he’d suggested but in a frantic search for escape. Her eyes scanned the small space, lighting up with a flicker of hope as she spotted a window. “I have to get out of here,” she whispered, her voice trembling with determination. “There’s no point in staying like this. He’s insane. I have so much to do, so much to live for. I have to get out.” Wiping her tears with the back of her hand, she tugged at the window’s lock, her heart sinking as it refused to budge. “No, no, please open!” she pleaded, her efforts growing more desperate but yielding no results. Frustration boiled over, and she clutched her hair, a choked cry escaping her. “I have to find a way.”

A sudden thought struck her—an idea, a glimmer of a plan. But then, her gaze fell on her disheveled reflection, and she realized Jungkook’s words held a grain of truth. “He’s right,” she muttered. “I need a shower.” Shedding her clothes, she stepped into the warm cascade of water, letting it wash away the grime and, momentarily, the weight of her fear.

Time passed, and Jungkook reentered the room, a tray of food balanced in his hands. His brow furrowed at the empty space, his gaze darting to the closed bathroom door. “She must be there,” he murmured, setting the tray on the bed. But the sound of the door creaking open snapped his attention back, and he turned just in time to see Yn dart out, seizing her chance to flee while his guard was down.

A low chuckle rumbled from his chest as he stared at the open door, amusement flickering in his eyes. “So naïve,” he said softly, unshaken by her attempt. He wasn’t angry—merely intrigued by her relentless determination, though a pang of hurt tugged at his heart. How could she keep trying to leave him, even after everything? The thought gnawed at him, a quiet ache beneath his resolve.

Descending the stairs with measured steps, he found her in the foyer, flanked by two impassive guards. Tears streamed down her face as she begged for release, but the men remained unmoved, bound by Jungkook’s unyielding orders. He watched her, his expression a complex tapestry of affection and frustration. He had already faltered once, and now he was determined to tread carefully with this fragile soul, especially after learning the truth of her identity. She was his, irrevocably, and he would do whatever it took to keep her by his side—even if she resisted.

Only death could sever their bond, and as long as he drew breath, escape was not an option for her. She was too lost in her despair to notice him approach, but with a subtle gesture, he dismissed the guards. As they retreated, Yn took a tentative step toward the door, only to freeze as a strong arm encircled her waist, pulling her back against a solid chest. Her heart raced, fear spiking as she recognized Jungkook’s touch.

“Where do you think you’re going, love?” His voice, low and raspy, sent a shiver through her, his breath warm against her ear. He felt her tremble, and his heart ached at the sight of her fear, but he pushed the feeling aside. “Calm down, honey. You know I’m not going to hurt you. I’m sorry for yelling. Let’s go eat something, love,” he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the side of her head. But Yn, fueled by desperation, shoved against him with all her might, her eyes blazing with defiance.

Jungkook stumbled back, a proud smile flickering across his face at her tenacity. But that fleeting warmth vanished as her hand connected with his cheek in a stinging slap, the sound echoing in the tense silence. “I hate you, Jeon Jungkook!” she cried, her voice raw with anguish.

“ENOUGH!” he roared, his patience snapping like a taut wire. As she turned to flee, his arm shot out, curling around her waist and hoisting her over his shoulder with ease. Her kicks and screams were futile against his strength as he carried her back to the room, her pleas falling on deaf ears. “Put me down!” she shouted, but he ignored her, his jaw set as he tossed her onto the bed.

Yn scrambled back, her breath hitching in fear as Jungkook loomed over her, his presence overwhelming. “Please, let me go,” she whispered, her voice breaking. But he only chuckled darkly, the sound devoid of humor, as he locked the door behind him, sealing her fate.

Yn’s Pov

He stood up there and started to come towards me, making me back away continuously..

I started to feel scared that made me run towards the door again but Jungkook didn't stop me just chuckled at situation

I continuously hit the door but no one opened the door .

Baby the door will only open when I want them to be opened. My body started to shake and tears fell down from my eyes when Jungkook forcefully grabbed my waist pulling me backwards.

"No please Leave me please " I tried my best to push him away while tearing down...

He buried his head in my neck and started to give hot open mouth kisses there making me more scared .

"No stop it ahhh " I cried out loudly trying to escape from his grip.. Light hiccups were releasing from my mouth constantly..

You are desperately trying to run away from me..Right love ?" Jungkook said, bringing his face near my ears .l immediately shook my head continuously...Tears were rolling down through my eyes..

But my whole body started to shake when he dragged me towards the bed and I fell down at it as he threw me over. I started to crawl backwards in the bed when I felt him coming towards me while unbuttoning the last buttons of the shirt..

" What are you doing "I spoke horribly as I backed away continuously...

Going to eat you so hard that you could never imagine leaving me ever sweetheart

He threw away his shirt and pulled me by my leg.

His muscular and strong body was hovering over my body. His hot breath fell on my neck when he buried his head totally in it.

"No, please" I begged him under his broad body, continuously shaking with fear.

He came towards my lips which made me shut my lips against each immediately...

"I'm trying to be gentle with you sweetheart, don't force me to become a monster." He whispered in his dark tone fixing my hair that made me open up my lips immediately in fear...

"Good girl." He smirked seeing my helpless condition and attacked my lips completely.

He was kissing and sucking my lips continuously that made it hard for me to breathe..I just let him do anything with me that time, I was helpless even though I didn't want to surrender myself to him.

He could hear my sobs and just a minute later, he pulled himself back from the kiss.

Don't cry love it's turning me too weak baby

I felt his dirty stare going towards my breasts that made me cover my breasts immediately crossing my hand..

He forcefully grabbed my hand and pinned them above my head and stared at my breasts hungrily..

I started to accept my fate and let the monster stare at my breasts... I had no energy to fight back anymore and couldn't do anything against him...I was under him lying helpless..

He placed my legs on his waist and took out a handcuff from his pocket and he tied me to the bed with those handcuffs. I was crying nonstop and wished someone would save me from this monster..

My inner wears could be easily visible as my legs were folded in his waist and my frock was coming up to my waist level revealing my underwear..

He started to take off my underwear slowly and threw them away..

My lower body was now fully visible..

He stared at my main part with lust filled desire.. I started to cry seeing my helpless condition under him..

His eyes turned hungry seeing my lower part...He parted my legs away to get a clear view of my main part.

I tried to cover my lower body but I couldn't.

Pl-please do-don't." I tried to save myself with the little energy I had.I started sobbing badly when I felt him burying his head between my legs completely.. He started to kiss my inner thighs, giving me goosebumps all over my body..

He came near my main part..I could feel his hot breath in my main part that made me grip on the cuffs tightly..

He buried his head deeper between my legs that made his lips come in contact with my main part. He kissed everywhere and started to suck it, making my main part feel some wetness there...

My body was betraying me. I didn't want to like that thing at all but still I was releasing my liquid for him.

A moan immediately escaped from my mouth and I felt disgusted for reacting that way to his touches.

I could feel his smirk while sucking and licking my pussy started to become wet due to his saliva that was spread all over my lower part while licking them.

I felt my body going numb. All those cries and hunger along with my bleeding finger was making me weak. And just a few moments later, black dots started to appear out of nowhere..

"Pl-please st-stop i-it " I said in my weak and broken voice crying badly before passing out completely.

A/N POV

Jungkook stared at your unconscious face that was completely red due to crying too much..It was filled with tears everywhere..

He pulled down the frock covering her private area..

He took her underwear that was thrown away and started to put it on in her private area... He again pulled down her frock after putting on the underwear..

"Why are you so fragile,my love? " He said, fixing her hair and wiping away her tears..

"If you can't even handle this gentleness, how will you handle the beast that will enter inside you.." He said looking at the lifeless condition of Y/N

He kissed her cheeks and untied the tie from her hand and covered her with a duvet.

He stared at her face when a phone call suddenly disturbed him.

What is it.." Jungkook said annoyingly to the person on the call..

"Jungkook We've got a problem.." The other person on the phone said Jungkook

"I will be there in a few minutes ."Jungkook said with a straight face.. He gave a peck to Y/N's lip and got out of the mansion.

Where is Suga Hyung? " Jungkook asked a guard while stepping out of the room walking towards the car...

"He Is In the Sniping room." The guard replied while walking with Jungkook

"Tell him to keep his eyes on the queen until I come here and tighten the security as well " Jungkook said and urgently left from there driving his car..

Time skips

Y/N's pov

I opened my eyes slowly..I woke up with an extreme pain in my head.. Suddenly all those memories started to flash before my eyes...

I immediately looked towards my leg to find out it was covered with duvet.. I removed the duvet and pulled up my skirt to find I was wearing the underwear..

"Did he put it on by himself?"

I thought to myself and started to shed tears..

I could still feel some wetness in that area...I recalled how he $u©ked and licked that area so hungrily..

I immediately looked here and there to find no one in that room..I slowly started to take steps with my weak legs..

I opened the door slowly to find some guards standing a little far from the door..

"I must escape from here.." I thought to myself and started to slowly take steps not trying to make any noise..

I was secretly walking fastly when my leg suddenly twisted making me

to let out a little scream..

I looked back to see the guards looking towards me..

"Where are you running away.."

One guard suddenly asked pointing towards me…

To be continued