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❝Make no mistake,
I live in a prison
That I built myself, it is
my religion.❞

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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
'When it rains it pours.'

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IT WAS A NORMAL DAY as long as you ignore the fact, that it wasn't. Leaning towards the back seat, I waited with anticipation as we drove, at a very regular speed, which was another reason for my growing nerves. Taking a deep breath, I stared hard at Taehyung who ever since we got in the car was continuously tapping on his phone’s screen. His face, calm but angry as he sighed, turning to look out of the window.

               "You know I would've really appreciated if you didn't text, either one of your women because....we are kinda supposed to be somewhere really important," upon hearing my, he turned to stare back at me with an angry glare, as I raised one of my brow and asked,"You do remember right where we are going?"

               “Angel face-shut up,” he murmured, except it was more of a warning, but a lazy one.

"Shame. You used to be so much fun, Taehyung I kinda liked you," I said flatly, unamused by his stone, hard face.

Seeing his shoulders tensed up a little as I unbuttoned two of my buttons, fanning against my skin as I grin when I caught him watching me from the corner of my eye.

"Oh, damn it's too hot in here," I commented, pushing back against my seat as pull up my skirt a little higher.

I knew my boldness, my act affected the man beside. And the fact that I knew, how much power I still had over him affected me in an other way. If he decided to order me around, and always interfere in my life; then I'm going make it hard for him.

"The air conditioner is on, Miss," the driver, carefully spoke, as Taehyung sighed, his face has seemed to darken and it appeared to be, that he was ready to murder me any second.

                      “Even though, the air conditioning is on, it's really hot in here?” I asked, the driver pressing my thighs together leaning against the driver's seat, as Taehyung shifted uncomfortably beside me.

And, then I slid my fingers under my shirt, pushing the material away, my bare neck was all to his view as the driver gulped, and chuckled nervously, while fighting back a giggle, I turned to look at Taehyung, he was staring ahead at me. His gaze, dark and threatening, dropping down at my mouth as I took my bottom lip between my teeth, and raised my brow, he immediately, pressed the button, causing a shutter to fall down between us and the driver.

                  “If you complain, that it's hot in here one more time. I am going to give you a reason to sweat,” he murmured, as he touched my chin, tipping my face towards his.

"And what if I do?" I asked, unaffected by his blunt, yet threatening tone.

                      “Then it's all on you. Don't blame me, for what happens next,” he spoke, tracing his finger down my neck, over the smooth curve of my shoulder, as I swallowed harshly feeling an electric heat intensifying through my body. His finger it reached just between the valley of my chest, as without missing a glance he pinched my nipple through the soft, thin material of my shirt, causing it to harden, awakening a yet so familiar need, to zapped through my body.

            “Don't try to play with me, angel face,"he whispered, against my face. Our breath mingled with eachother with mine coming out shaky, as I dared to stare down at his mouth, But that only lasted another minute before he very, abruptly drew back. Leaving no hint of desire to linger behind.

I refused to divert my eyes, but yet I couldn't help but notice that he was kinda messed up, and when he pulled out his phone again. I realized that something was definitely not right.

           “Look, if something really bad have happened. I deserve to know," I spoke, slowly feeling my heart beating loudly.

“Nothing. Just that Namjoon, isn't answering to any of my texts or calls."

He spoke, his voice sound gruffy, as he turned to stare back at me. As he raised his hand, and reached for my face, pushing my hair away from my face. I closed my eyes, and leaned my cheek,  against his palm, holding it still.

   
  He said he could not reach Namjoon, then it means that something was definitely not right. I don't know if I should trust him either. I've betrayed he before, he wouldn't hesitate to do the same to me.

Occupied with thoughts, I wasn't aware of how much time have passed before Taehyung broke the silence.

             “What is that you're thinking, right now?" He asked, softly making me tense as I move his hand away from my face, and held it close. Before letting it go.

               “I think this is a trap. The circle, they are basically sending us to a suicidal mission. I don't know, but I think that, Namjoon is in danger,” I murmured blinking, hearing the man inhale sharply, as he looked away. Twisting his neck, he banged his face against the car's window before brought his phone to his face.

“Jin, pull back the car and stop. I think this is an emergency. Hurry, we don't have time," He ordered, as pressed the same button he pressed before and gestures to the to halt the car.

       At loss for words, I gulped hardly when the car came to a halt and he immediately pushed door open and stormed out. My hand reached for the gun hidden underneath my coat, as I stepped out. Holding up my head high, as I make my way over to them.

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Taehyung have already explained everything to them; and right now it seemed like no one was quite happy to see me here, as I approached them.
Mark tensed from beside me, as I press my lips thinly and turned to look back at Taehyung.

             “Why are you here? You were supposed to stay in the car, angel face,”Taehyung, announced in a prosaic tone, as his eyes rank over my face, with anger evident in them.

          “And what am I supposed to do in there? Fight off invisible Visigoths?" I questioned, my eyes flaring bright with rage as he blinked, taken back by my protest.

         “Fine. Do what ever you want. Just, know that I won't be protecting you," Taehyung silently, sounding unconvincing, even to himself.

A laugh stirred in my throat,“Guess, what the times I gave two fucks about you are gone.”

His face impassive as turned to look away. The silence was pressing, the air charged with emotions I couldn't name.

“If you two humble foIks, are done with your flirting in a disguise of loathsomeness,” Jin spoke, sounding harsh, and alarmed,“If should remind you we have a brother to rescue.”

Rescue. Felt like a heavy word, but I'm sure that what was about to happen, won't just end with a rescue mission but a fight against our own survival.

TO BE CONTINUED

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