The bed is sinking down a little where it feels pressure.. A double bed, but still enough to sink down by a single person.. Slowly she starts to feel pain behind her head, that spreads all over the inside of her head.. Her senses come slowly with a needling feeling that crosses through his whole body..

That pain surpasses some specific area of her body.. Her head starts beating like hell.. She may die from this headache she once thought.. But the needling pain increases more than the headache that she tries to focus on..

Slowly she tries to open her eyes, but her eyeballs are burning like hell.. Pain is normal to her. She faced way too many shits in her life that made her numb from feeling physical pain.. She tries again to open her eyes, and when she does, her eyes meet with the surroundings she doesn't acknowledge of..

The ceiling is painted with a dirty white color that tries to prove it's not dirty with the help of the lights.. When she is finally able to look clearly, her eyes squats thinking where the hell is she..

That needling pain stops her from roaming in her memory where she tries to find where she was last time.. She focuses on her present and tries to get up from the bed, and that's when she realizes..

Panic washes over her eyes, when she can't move her hands.. She tries to think positively when she looks at her right side..

She gasps..

A deadly beautiful red colored rope wraps her wrist, preventing her from moving.. Cold sweats trickles behind her when she feels the danger she's in. She looks at her left to face the same scenario..

Where is she? She thinks..

" H-Hello??!!"

" Anybody here??"

" Anybody here hellooo??"

" Taehyung!!"

" Oppa!!" She screams..

" Anybo-"

" You've woken up, Sweetheart!" Someone interrupts her.. She looks around but can't see the person.. " Wh-Who are you? Where am I? What the fuck is going on!!"

She hears footsteps coming from her right when she looks there.. The more the footsteps become louder, the more her eyes widen.. " Y-You?"

" Hi love.." He walks in front of her, looking down at her.. A warm smile across his face seeing the surprised look on her.. But for her it's a shocking one..

" Bet you had a good sleep.." He smiles..

" Where the fuck am I Seokjin??!! What the fuck is this? Why am-Why am I tied up like this WHAT THE FUCK?!" She screams..

" Calm down baby.." She leans forward, climbing on the bed, he presses his knees on both sides of her, coming over her, making her so small beneath him.. His hand finds her face.. Slowly she traces her face, but she moves back..

" Seokjin, what is this? What are you doing? What the fuck is this? Where is everyone?"

He chuckles.. " Everyone is where they are supposed to be, when you are where you are supposed to be Sweetheart.." He caresses her face slowly. She tries to look at his eyes..

Nothing..

His eyes show nothing, when he looks at her..

Except dominancy.. Expect lust.. Except darkness..

" Seokji-"

" Shhhhh.." He puts a finger on her lips.. " Don't move, nor change the expression.. Just stay still.." He whispers.. Before she can respond, he gets up, and leaves from her sight..

Her whole body feels cold to her as every second passes. But he comes back within a minute.. He's smiling, and when he looks at her, his smile fades away..

" I told you not to move, Sweetheart.." He sighs.. " It's okay.. It's your 1st time so I'm letting it pass.. But don't disobey me next time okay?" He smiles, and open the bag he carries with him

" FUCK YOU!! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS??!!" She yells..

" You'll get to know soon babe.. But now for the tone you've used.. We need to do something about it.." He again comes on top of her, and holds her face harshly..

" Careful when you talk to me, love.. I may love you so fucking much, but I won't tolerate you disobeying me.. Get it?" Before she can respond, he suddenly takes her lips in him.. He starts to kiss her hard, roughly biting her lips to make it swollen.. Dominating her in every way he can. Areum on the other hand tries to break free but the ropes dig more in her skin.. She feels helpless as she starts to whimper in that kiss..

He bites her bottom lip, and pulls it before leaving it.. He feels amazed by what he has done to her lips. Swollen, teeth marks can be seen on her lips.. His eyes soaked with tears, that makes her cheek stain..

" Perfect.." He says before getting up, and takes the bag he brought with himself before..

" Now.. Be a good girl for me, and look up here.." He says, and slowly she looks up at him with a timid eyes..

" There you go.." He smiles, and praises her.. " Such a good girl.." He pulls out the polaroid film, and dries it off.. That is when she realizes what is actually going on..

Seokjin is back to his true self..

The ropes dig even more in her skin when she whimpers, her body shakes.. Tears roll down, soaking the pillow underneath.. Seokjin looks at the picture, then down at her.. " Fuck!"

He throws the camera at the side, and bends down in front of her face.. " Love.. Are you- you crying baby?" His brows knit, lips part when he sees Areum is suffering.. " Why are you cr-crying love? Does it hurt? I'm sorry love.." He caresses her face, wiping the tears.. Areum doesn't even want to look at him, her eyes are closed when she feels his soft plump lips brushing on her skin, on her eyes, forehead, on her cheeks.. He's kissing her too delicately like she's a fragile flower.. " let me go.." She whispers..

His eyes glisten.. " Oh love, tell me something I can give you.. Whatever the fuck you want.. I'll bring them on your feet. I'll even kiss your feet if that's what you want.." His pupil darkens when he looks directly at her eyes.. " But never even tell me to let you go.. You'd have to kill me for that.. Because in this life no one, fucking no one can take you away from me, Areum..

You used to be mine..
You're mine..
And you'll stay as mine"

In each word Areum feels the poisonous threat Seokjin is giving him.. The poison that feels so venomous to her that she felt once she's dying.. She wants to break free but realizes her legs are tied too.. There's nothing that can help he..

" Why?"

" What why?"

" Why are you doing this to me? You know it yourself I'll never love you back the way you do.. You disgust me Seokjin! I trusted You!" She raises her voice

" I didn't tell you to trust me.." He smirks.. " That's where you, and you fucking lover made the mistake.." He chuckles seeing Areum's widen eyes..

He gets up.. " Now.." He leans by side, and opens the side drawer.. " I thought one picture would be enough, but look at you.. Looking so fragile, so innocent to devour.. How can I resist myself!" He brings it in front of her.. Areum's breathing shaken seeing the thing.. She slowly shakes her head

He slowly bends down in front of her face again.." You should stop seducing me, love.. I'm a man of course, and I won't think twice to calm my inner demon down.." He slides up his left palm from her waist, slowly on belly.. He painfully slows his move when his palm touches between her breasts, and then the collar of her dress..

He takes the scissor, and slowly cuts the fabric that he twists on his thumb.. " Don't do this to me Seokjin please, I beg you! Don't do this to me! Please stop it, please!" She cries, and cries but that doesn't reach Seokjin's ears, as he rips off the fabric in one go.. Areum screams, and cries loudly when cold air brushes on her skin, making her skin even more cold as it was..

" Don't worry baby.. It'll take time but you'll start to appreciate my talent too.. I mean just look at you!" He says as if he just finished a drawing which left to have a finishing touch..

Areum's eyes are swollen, lips dry, tears flowing on her cheeks, making her look vulnerable, near to breaking.. Her dress is ripped off, only an undergarments set covering her most intimate part..

To Seokjin it's not less than a million dollar piece of art.. He slowly admires her.. From her teary eyes, to her low waist where her underwear can be seen.. His gaze burns Areum, but he doesn't care.. " You're so fucking perfect, Areum.. Fuck it!" He curses, and takes the camera again..

" Now stay still okay? It'll take some time to capture everything.." He brings the camera in front of his face, squeezes one of his eyes, and bends to focus on her..

" There it is.. Don't move ok?"

Click

Click

Click

Each time she's hearing the camera shuttering sounds, she feels like someone stabbing her, brutally, horrifically..

She knows what Seokjin is like.. She knows the way the world sees him.. That he's a great role idol model to follow, but in reality he's not like that.. A man who achieves so much at his younger age, when we are all just figuring out what to do in our life.. Seokjin is already leading the world in his own way.. And young people are bound to follow that way to see the lights..

But they are blind to see the darkness beneath the light..

And who knows it more than her.. 

Who knows that he can be a devil dressed as a saint..

Who knows the famous psychiatrist Kim Seokjin is a psycho himself as well?

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