he stood up and walked towards the door. i was left on the bed and quickly stood up too before i would look like a fool there.

"get some rest," he said and was about to close the door, "and your father is safe, don't worry. i didn't shoot him at something risky. goodnight." he quickly said and closed the door.

i lit up my eyes when i heard chains and locks outside my door. i ran over the door then i leaned over and hit my hand on the hard wooden surface.

"hey! are you locking me up?!" i yelled.

"who knows? you might run. i play safe, y/n." i heard him chuckled while hearing his footstep getting away.

i sighed in defeat and sat on the bed.

atleast I know my dad was safe now, i hope he gets better or i'll really murder this taehyung. i would be insane if i lose my dad.

i laid on the bed and set myself comfortable through this soft mattress. slowly, i felt my eyes getting heavy so i closed it and drifted to sleep.

-

"wakie wakie princess." i heard a voice near my ears so i opened my eyes to see taehyung.

i immediately sat up and covered my whole being while staring shocked at taehyung who was in his tuxedo already.

"w-why are you just suddenly barging in like that?! i'm a girl!" i yelled.

"so? this is my house." he crossed his arms, "it's not like you're my guest." he scoffed.

"what do you want? why are you here?" i said while fixing my tangled hair.

"breakfast." he said and then hold up a hand cuff in front of my eyes.

i backed away and looked at him with shock, "what's that—"

i was cut off when he pulled my wrist harshly and placed the hand cuffs on my wrist while holding me tightly. his hold on my sensitive skin was so rough and i felt his nails digging on me.

once he was done, he threw my arms and smiled at me.

"what are these for? first you locked me up, then now you're hand cuffing me as if i'm a fucking prisoner?" i was still wincing in pain and felt my skin stinging because of the light bruises he made.

"oh princess, i'm not done yet." he said and pulled me by my ankle.

i yelped by surprised and i felt cold metal wrapped on my ankle. i looked down to see taehyung locking the chains he put on me.

"what the fuck?" I cursed.

he stood up and displayed a proud smile while staring at the chains that were locking me, "now, it's time for breakfast."

in a blink, i was already on his arms while he carry me downstairs. we went over the kitchen and he put me on a stool chair.

i was welcomed by various of foods that were placed on the white elegant table. i stared in awe and felt my stomach growled.

i didn't eat yesterday because they were interviewing me. many things happened yesterday so that i forgot the feeling of being hungry.

"let's eat." taehyung said while rubbing his palms together and picked the utensils.

"what about me?" i frowned.

is he trying to kill me with hunger? he should just shoot me instead of torturing me like this, ugh.

"what about you?" he said while chewing, "this taste so good." he exclaimed and even gave a thumbs up.

is he teasing me? i looked at him unbelievably with my mouth slightly opened.

i wiggled my handcuffs.

"am i not going to eat?" i asked while gritting my teeth.

"what?—oh i forgot about you," he chuckled and stood up.

i rolled my eyes at him and watched him removed the cuffs from my bare wrist. once he was done, i grabbed the utensils and fork the steak as if it was my last meal.

"woah, are you that hungry?" he said and watched me in awe.

"i didn't eat since yesterday so i'm hungry as fuck—hukkk!" i choked and pointed at taehyung to get me water.

he didn't budge and just chuckled.

what the fuck?

my eyes started to fill tears and i kept on coughing. i'm not ready to die chocking, not today. i don't want choking to be the reason of my death, not classy.

once i felt i was running out of breath and almost ready to die, he pushed a glass of water on my hand and i wasted no time to drink it. i gulped the liquid until the end and calmed my breathing down.

i heard a chuckle and i glared at him.

"i-i almost died! you fucking bastard!" i yelled at him and threw him my fork.

he easily swayed away, ofcourse. he picked up the fork and smiled.

"nice throw, princess." he said and approached me.

he then placed his palms on the table and still looking at me. his tall figure shadowed my seated body as i looked up at him. i gulped since his expression changed into something scary and serious.

"why'd you do that? i hate it when people try to harm me," he suddenly smiled that made me feel shiver down my spine, "you're making me angry, princess."

i screamed and flinched when he banged the fork loudly on the table.

i looked at him who was gritting his teeth in anger that made me scared and trembled. the look on his eyes made me want to escape and ran immediately. i would if i could, but i can't. the chains on my ankles wrapped tightly that made my feet feel numb.

i heard him growled and i felt frighten even more. i'm scared he might do something to me. i'm literally chained up here and i can't even move my feet.

i widened my eyes when i saw him pulled out a gun.

is he so angry just because of that? all i did was to throw a fork and he's gonna risk it all just for that?

y/n, what do you expect?

he'a a killer. a murderer that kill people who gets in his way.

he probably gonna shoot me anytime especially i'm inside his place. no one would hear me scream or even find out i'm already dead. this place is so hideous that people won't think a mansion was built here.

i sighed in relief when he put back his gun on his coat while looking at me.

my hands stopped trembling and placed them on my lap. i was surprised when a tear landed on my palms.

was i crying?

i looked up to see taehyung rubbing his forehead and calming himself. he sighed and looked back at me.

he smiled.

"sorry princess, i just didn't like what you did earlier." he said and walked towards me.

he was about to touch my shoulders when i tried my best to swat away. to not to be touched by a person like him.

"d-don't touch me." i said and sobbed.

why am i crying?

unexpectedly, i heard a chuckle. i looked up and saw him grinning.

"are you scared of me?" he laughed.

who wouldn't, taehyung?

i gasped when he roughly held my chin and pulled my face closer to his. i tried to yank and fight back but he was just so strong. my body already reacted to his touch and felt goosebumps.

yes, i'm scared of you. i'm fucking scared of you, taehyung.

"i said don't touch me!" i cried.

taehyung did the opposite and touched my cheek with his other hand. he smirked and he stroked my cheeks gently but getting harder each second passed.

i winced when he dig his nails on my cheek.

"i don't obey others princess, you should know that."

-

it's been a while lmao but i realized idc if my stories ain't good as others, or aren't famous as others. as long as i can express and write my ideas.

this will be no longer on hold and i'll try to update if i have free time. i love you guys💜😩