I continuously fell in and out of consciousness and only fragments of memories stored in the back of my head. Mostly it was dark.
At last I opened my eyes with a heavy head. Even the ceiling seemed to shake as if there was an earthquake but I realised, no it was just in my head.
It took me a good couple of minutes to get a hang of myself and be conscious. My whole body felt numb as if all the energy had been pulled out of me.
With utmost effort I pushed myself up getting in sitting position only to end up yelling at the sight in front of me. It was a brief yell but I was shocked as hell fr.
JUNGKOOK!
He was sitting on the daybed with his elbows on his knees and chin on his crossed knuckles. His sleeves had been rolled up and the coat was neatly resting aside him. The top buttons were unbuttoned and damn--
Shut the fck up you horny ass!
I rested my back on the headboard and waited for him to speak when his voice rang in my ears.
Y/n don't try to run or I'll make sure you won't be able to get out of my bed.
He didn't really mean that ... right? I was already in his bed and he was in front of me and a thousand possible scenarios were made in my mind.
I gulped, shaking off the tightening feeling on my chest yet the butterflies in my stomach. I didn't wanna admit it but somewhere inside I wanted him to do dirty things to me.
Things that I never experienced before.
"You really like to run huh?" He spoke in a low tone and I held in my breath staring at him intently with my doe eyes.
"I .... have no excuse" I didn't know what else to say. So yeah.
"I warned you ... many times"
"I know"
I clenched onto the blanket. I knew he had carried me here. I knew he had given me an anesthesia shot. I knew he was the one who took off my shoes and covered me in a duvet.
I want to hate him but I can't bring myself to. I just can't. I don't know why I have to run but it feels like I just have to. I-I ... I honestly don't know what to do.
"Fine I'll give you a chance" My heart thumped with that sharp gaze. He took his phone, did some typing and about a minute later said.
"You can run all you want but if I catch you ..." He bit back his next words and tilted his head. "Time starts now" I gazed at the door then at him and then back at the door.
And I made a dash. I thought running away was a better option for now. Maybe I can go into the rose garden and spend some time until he's calm.
Which he is. But I think it's not a good time for a conversation.
I considered hiding in his gallery but realised it was kinda suffocating for me so I ran down the stairs and ended up tripping at the last steps.
My foot twisted ... badly and I winced. It took me a few seconds to overcome my pain and when I did I made a dash in his study.
The sound of his footsteps were heard not soon after and at that time I realised that why didn't I go straight out to the front door and outta the main gate when I had the chance.
The maids or guards are nowhere to be seen which means he cleared the area then why... ah fck fck fck. What the hell is wrong with me?
When his footsteps got near I limped to the desk and hid under it ... unwantedly. We aren't playing hide or seek or catch me if you can but I swear it was more dreadful than a horror movie.
The moment he stepped in the study another foolish act of mine hit me on the face. Why the hell didn't I close the door?
His footsteps remained there for some time while I held in my breath covering my mouth for dear life and when I thought he was gone and I could breathe .. I did.
For now I was safe. For a few minutes I stayed there waiting until the course was clear and I couldn't hear the footsteps anymore. Maybe I should try the front door now.
As I came out I fell back into the place hitting my head with the desk and holding my wounded foot wincing in utter pain.
"Ahhh!!" I screamed.
Jeon Jungkook was leaning against the wall right beside the desk and I swear I wondered why I didn't have a heart att
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