7: TAKEN

!!! WARNING: 18

* Sensual

* Violence

One month, the exact time that passed since your fake wedding with Jungkook and on that span of a month you felt like a prisoner of your own world.

Even though the guy never told you to stay put on the house you actually didn't had a choice. The media was still on the watch for you, it already made a huge fuzz when it broke out that you were mute and though that issue had already been set aside you know that you still needed to be extra careful with your actions especially now that the CEO weren't there anymore to tell you what to do since he went for a long business trip again.

So just like any other day, you were there inside Jungkook's bedroom, laying on your stomach on the black colored mattress, smiling with triumph as you get a new best on Cytus' Holy Knight.

You spent most of your day on the Jeon Mansion playing games on your cell phone, eating, sleeping, or insisting to the maids to help them with the chores but of course they wouldn't let you. You seldom even go to the office since every time you do, those girl employees wouldn't stop eyeing you from head to toe, drilling a whole on every part of your body with their eyes as you passed by them, but of course you didn't told anyone about that or about the one time you went inside of one of the cubicles on the comfort room and heard voices talking bad about you, it made your heart tighten as you gripped on your shirt that time, trying to ease the pain near your left chest caused by the painful comments they had about you. Even visiting your mom in the hospital was hard but you still felt relieved when the doctor informed you that they were making her ready for the operation and everything was going well.

Jungkook on the other hand would always be home late from the office or where ever he might come from, and normally he would just see you lying on the bed sleeping peacefully as he gently lay beside you, careful not to touch or wake you up.

Or so he thought you were sleeping, but in reality you really weren't.

You would always wait for him to get back home, staying up late even until two in the morning and when you would hear his car finally pulling off on the garage; you would close your eyes pretending to be asleep.

Since the night of your honey moon where you almost gave in to him, he had never touched you again. And you know that you didn't have the right to feel bad about it but even though how many times you would remind yourself that he's not yours, it still pained you to reek the strong aroma of alcohol mixed with female perfume plastered on his skin every single night he would enter the room.

"Dinner is ready Madam," the maid called out from the other side of the bedroom door.

And just like any other day, you sat on the kitchen counter as you feast alone, you always eat there since it felt really weird sitting on the long table with just you having dinner.

"The young master called saying that he'll be staying in on the office tonight, he said he needed some extra clothes," you heard one of the maids said to the other.

"I can't bring that tonight, I still have some laundry to do."

"But I also still have some chores to finish--."

You stood up from your seat which made them realized that you were actually there by the kitchen, eating. You approached the two with a smile and offered to bring the clothes to Jungkook since you felt bored inside the house anyway.

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He just need to finish this paper and he could go to the bar again, just like last night, or the night before and like every other night since. He would always make himself drunk up to the point where he didn't care anymore who he was f*cking with. And every night he'd kiss another girl's lips wishing it was your soft lips that were kissing him back, every moan from those girls made him want to hear your gentle whimper once again.

God, he wanted you so f*cking bad but he couldn't make himself to touch you after that night when he saw how scared and broken you were. He was so damn terrified of breaking you that all he could do was release all of his sexual cravings and frustrations to the different girls on that bar night after night.

A knock on his office door sent Jungkook back to reality, "Come in," he said not even bothering to look up to see who just visited him at 9:40 on the evening. "Just put the clothes on the sofa," he instructed.

He was so focused on the paper he was reading he didn't even noticed how the woman walked towards him not until she spun Jungkook's chair around so he could face her as she snatched the paper out of the Jungkook's hand and immediately sat on his lap, legs on either side of his torso.

"What the f*ck are you doing here Jen?" He let out annoyed.

"It's Jazz!" She bellowed, irritation could be heard from her voice but she forced to smile as she drew slow circles on Jungkook's chest. "You got it right the last time," she pouted.

"Get out of here," he said trying to keep himself calm.

"I heard you got married."

He stayed silent.

An evil smirk formed on her lips as she whispered, "bet she never made you feel this way."

And she smashed her lips to his forcing a mouthful kiss on him that had him groaning on disapproval as he tried to push her off him, but she gripped on the head of his chair tightly as she started moving on top of him, making sure to brush her clothed core on his crotch.

Sounds of objection vibrated on Jungkook's throat while he gripped on her exposed legs on his sides as she pulled her skirt up so she could rub on him even more.

"Ah! Shiiit!" He cursed turning to the side, he didn't want to show how she's affecting him but her movements made his member hard as she slid her hand in between their bodies to palm his bulge. "F*ck! S-stop!"

"Do you really want me to baby?" She teased rubbing crazily in his clothed hardness, "you're so f*cking hard already."

Yes, he'd f*ck other girls from the bar night after night but why not give in to this woman on top of him?

Thing is, there's something about her that made him hate her immediately whenever he sees her, she's way too clingy and full of assumptions. He also sensed bad on her and he just didn't want to have anything to do with her ever again after that one night stand.

She gripped on Jungkook's chin and forced another kiss on his swollen lips not minding the faint creek on the door as you swung it open, she didn't stopped her actions which got him digging his nails on her thighs and groaning on her mouth. The bag of clothes on your hand suddenly felt heavier,-- or was it just your body going numb?

You didn't know anymore as you let the paper bag fell on the floor with a crash making Jungkook's muscle flexed, she purposely let go of the kiss just so he could turn his head on your direction and saw you covering your mouth with your hand as the saline liquid voluntarily stream down from your eyes down to your face.

"Y/N--," he was so shocked his voice sounded smaller than he intended to.

He pushed the woman off him, and she stood up while pulling down her skirt but not missing the chance of looking at you straight on the eyes as she smile wickedly on you.

Taking a few steps backward, you returned your gaze on Jungkook who has this confused, worried, and scared expression ready to approach you, but you couldn't let him to do that. So you immediately turned around and sprinted away from the toxicity of everything around surrounding you at the moment.

Damn you were fast!

Jungkook tried to ran after you but just when you turned around the corner he just lost you. He took the elevator to catch up with you on the first floor, dashed out of it and towards the busy streets of the city, turning round and round looking for your face on the crowd but nothing. All that caught his attention was the black colored van darted in front of him as it passed by.

"UGH!" He groaned loudly as he threw a punch on the air.

You squealed with all your might but the man covering your mouth was so strong, he was gripping on your hands so tight as he tried to keep them in place behind your back. Soon after the man took a black cloth and hurriedly wrapped it around your mouth to prevent you from making too many sounds.

The other man beside you reached for your hair and pulled it harshly causing you to cry even more and tears to pour down your cheeks.

"F*cking shut up bitch!" He gritted.

"Dude, she's mute remember?" The other one said chuckling and the three of them including the one driving the van laughed hysterically making the flesh inside you to shiver.

Somebody, save me please...

You whimpered silently but the guy beside you had some real temper issues as he gripped on your throat causing you to cough a little.

"What did I said?"

You were trembling and you couldn't control the shaky breaths coming out from your mouth, and the small sobs from your throat.

"Aargh!" He let out as he plunged a solid punch on your stomach causing you to close your eyes tight from the pain, you felt like all of your energy had been pulled out from your body and seconds later, you just let your eyes voluntarily closed as you lost consciousness.

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"So this is the whore that he got married to," a woman's voice said close to you, she held your chin, turning it from side to side, up and down the most strident way possible, you felt pain all over your body as you slowly opened your eyes only to met her devious smile.

"Hi bitch," she greeted.