Author's POV

Mr Hope was reluctant to knock. But he knows failure to do his job would also bring serious consequences. So, he braced himself and knocked on the bedroom door.
The gentle knocks disturbed Tae's focus making him frown as he lay among the sheets admiring his y/n, caressing her soft cheeks and playing with her wavy hair.

Mr Hope: "Young master, I'm...I'm so sorry to disturb you, but we have the weekly business meeting in an hours time".
He spoke carefully through the gap of the door.

Tae: "Cancel it. I'm busy. Don't disturb me until tomorrow"
He replied. His voice clearly showing irritation as he spoke looking at the door.

Mr Hope: "I am sorry Young master, I shall do that", he left with that short reply without risking his luck any further.

The annoyance on Taehyung's face soon faded and the soft smile reappeared as he turned to look at y/n laying next to him, still unconscious.
Tae: "y/n ah... could watch you all day."
He murmured with an unusual childlike, soft giggle at the end.

Few minutes later her eyes slowly started to move beneath her eyelids as she regained herself back.

Y/n' s POV

I could smell fresh linen around me as I lay on my stomach. But there was also another distinct luxurious scent, a woody lavender fragrance entwined with a very sweet note. Even with my eyes closed, I could recognize that manly perfume. It rewound my memories immediately, but I could only remember some of it.

It was the same scent I smelt when I was trapped in his arms as he forced me into unconsciousness. I forced my eyes open and quickly sat up leaning my hands on the pillow. I tried to keep my head up but a terrible headache and dizziness forced me to shut my eyes.

"I told you. Sedatives don't make you feel good".

I heard that familiar velvet smooth voice again, and leaped to the end of the bed grabbing the duvet and covering myself. I almost slid to the floor. But a strong grip on my arm pulled me back. I was suddenly right against his body. I stared at him for a moment trying to come into terms with what has happened and where I was. I felt like I had been asleep for days.

"You've forgotten?"
He smiled softly and sweetly.
"I don't mind reminding you"
He mumbled wrapping his fingers around my neck and gently pulling me towards his lips.
I stared at him cluelessly trying to come back to reality.
He pressed his thumb just under my lower lip opening them slightly. Gently, his lips slipped between mine. He started to kiss slowly and smoothly but soon the aggression was taking over. With soft bites, he kissed faster and deeper. He pushed his tongue in deepening the kiss while his fingers moved to back of my head tugging on my hair.

Once again, keeping my eyes tightly closed, I was fighting to free myself, and the memories flooded back.
Memories of how I was crushed between his body and the wall back at the flat, and how I struggled to free myself.

By this time, his lips advanced to my chin and with short pecks he trailed my jaw lines as I gasped for a breath.
He came back up for more and I pushed him hard before rolling away to the corner of the bed. I pulled the duvet up hiding my whole body and half of my face under it, just showing my eyes. Silently, I stared, trying not to show my fear. He laughed gently looking at me in an admiring manner.

"You only managed to escape because I let you. So delicate. I know I should be gentle, but I really can't help it."
He said with a smile, tucking away the strands of hair that covered my eyes behind my ears.
I slapped his hand away and frowned looking down.

"Anyway, you slept a long time, It's almost night. Freshen up and come for dinner. I will wait downstairs. This monster is hungry."
He winked at me with a smirk while whispering the last sentence. I stared at him in disbelief as he walked towards the door.

Enduring the nasty headache I got off the bed and stood up straight as soon as he disappeared. Numerous thoughts and questions flashed thoughts my mind.

I'm in the house of a murderer. And it sounds like he wants to keep imprisoned here forever. Am I dreaming...? No! Definitely not...he still got that mark on his lower lip from my bite when he kissed me earlier at the flat. And he just kissed me again. He's actually taken me to his place and I was on his bed whole day!

Hah!...Did he...? Oh my god...please... no...!
I checked my clothes running my hands all over myself in sheer panic.

"If he's done something, I would know right?...I don't think he's done anything...ahhh! how would I even know if he has?!
Oh god! I don't know!
Ok...y/n...
think...think...right...firstly I need to get out of here..."
Like a mad woman, I started talking to myself to calm my panicked mind and desperately started searching for my options to escape.

I rushed to the the balcony doors and tried to open them, but they were locked and it seemed the only other way out was going downstairs. I am definitely not taking that option. May be I could find the keys to the balcony door. I frantically started to search around the room. The chest of draws on the bedside, under duvet and the pillows. I had no luck.

But I paused when I opened one of the draws of the bedside chest. My eyes refused to blink.
A metallic silver gun!
My heart started to beat faster as I had a rush of adrenaline. I could use it but I was also afraid. carefully and slowly, I took it out of the draw. I took a long deep breath and let it out through my mouth and gulped.

"Woah! This is heavier than it looks. How do I even use this?! They make it look so easy in the movies.
What if I accidentally shoot him?!
Nooooo!...y/n...stop panicking. you are only going to threaten him with it until you escape from here...stop going crazy".
Breathing heavily, I reassured myself.

Suddenly I heard the door open.
"You are taking a long time! I'm getting hungry."
He complained as he walked in through the door.
With a muted gasp, I turned to face him and quickly hid my hands behind my back.
He stood looking at me as he slid a chocolate dipped strawberry into his mouth. He sucked the trickle of melted brown sauce off his forefinger and walked slowly towards me.

"Hm...you look guilty" he said with a smile tilting his head and sticking out tip of his tongue.
I knew it was time to gather all my courage and take my chance. He's figured out my intentions so quickly.

"Stop!"
I commanded in a shaky voice, quickly pointing the gun at him. My unsteady hands revealed that they have never held a gun before. Great!
"Hold it steady, otherwise you will miss your target".
He advised me calmly creeping in closer. I swallowed nervously moving back. But he didn't stop. He kept walking forward til he was too close. Close enough that he actually pressed his chest against the nozzle, stopping my hands from shaking. He kept moving forward fearlessly forcing me to take a few steps back until I hit the wall.
"Take your shot now. You definitely wont miss it."
He knew I didn't have the courage to do it. He could see it so clearly on my face. My eyes filled with tears as my body began trembling again.

"Why are you doing this? Please just let me go...I promise I won't tell anyone."
I cried lowering the gun and slowly dropping myself on the floor. He bent down in front of me and took the gun in his hands and studied it with admiration.
"Promise? You're so childish. No one keeps their promises these days."
He chuckled looking down.
"You know, this is a Desert Eagle point 50 caliber. custom made. Especially for me. It's a lethal beauty, just like you. Let me show you how to use it.
You pull the bolt handle here to unlock it, and take your aim......pull the trigger...and....shoot".
He shot at the balcony door, while his eyes were still on me.
The bullet pierced through shattering the glass and the loud noise made me jolt in shock. I covered my ears and buried my head between my knees sobbing. Enjoying my fear he calmly placed it back in the draw.
"It's ok baby. Come on. You are tired. Let's have dinner".
He lifted me up by my shoulders with a bit of force and guided me down the stairs to the dining room. I had no choice but to stumble behind him as I already knew that his grip isn't something I could fight.

He pulled out one of the chairs making space for me to sit. I contained my faint whimpers within my chest as I sat down with my wet cheeks. He sat ahead of the table preparing to eat. It was just me, him and a maid serving the food. A sudden thought sparked in my mind. I sniffled and wiped my tears, determined.

The main door, I could see it. No one was there to stop me if I run. I started to breath confidently with a little hope and waited for him to focus on his dinner. As soon as he started eating, I pretended to pick up the cutlery and pushed my chair back.

In the next few seconds, I was out of the main door and off the marbled stairs leading to front garden. I didn't know how I did it but all I wanted to do was run and I did just that.
I didn't know where I was or where I was running to but I just kept going on my bare feet. The sensor lights lining both sides of the path lit up as I ran, soon revealing that I had to run at least a mile through the front garden to get to the big iron gates which were closed. As I got closer, my hope faded away. There was no way out of this place. Still, I desperately banged on it and shook it trying to unlock it before dropping to the ground hopelessly.

Author's POV

Taehyung watched y/n for a brief moment as she ran out of the door. He snickered at her poor attempt and continued with his dinner, unbothered.
"So Stubborn."
He mumbled calmly and scoffed softly.
"Let her run, I will take care of her in a bit"
He stopped the guard who awaited his command.
Wiping his hands on the napkin he called for Mr Hope.

"Mr Hope, arrange for a RFID microchip".
He ordered as he got up from his chair.
"Young master?"
Hiding his disbelief Mr Hope wanted to clarify what he heard was real.
"Mr Hope, I know You heard me clearly the first time. Do I have to repeat myself?"
He questioned in a cold voice while reaching for his glass of water.
"Oh! No, no. I am really sorry young master. I will arrange it" dumbfounded by his order, Mr Hope had to compose himself for a second before he could decide which direction he should be walking.

Y/n's POV

Curling myself into a ball, I sat leaning against the big gates. I rested my forehead on my knees wrapping my arms around my legs trying to keep myself warm. I could smell his perfume in the air as his shadow casted over me.
"Are you done with your mission impossible?" He seemed A bit amused by my failure. It made me furious.

I looked up at him, raging with anger. How dare is he to do this to me? who gave him the right to do this?

"Enough with the tantrums now. Come on, its getting cold" he extended his hand to me.

"Leave me alone...! I'm not coming with you."
I slapped it away and screamed in rage.

"y/n aah...stop testing my patience. It's getting cold, Come with me."
"No! Stop calling my name as if you own me. You murderer! Monster!"
Enraged, I screamed again and again.

He wasn't going to withstand my resistance any longer. Grabbing my arms tightly, he pulled me up aggressively and attached my cold body to his.

"Enough! I DO own you, I've always have! And you don't get to deny that! You always belong to this monster!"
He spoke clenching his teeth and peering right into my eyes. My breaths halted as I stared at him in shock.

I made him angry. Not even giving me time to react, he flipped me onto his shoulder and started walking back into the mansion. I struggled slapping and punching him on his back, kicking my legs but he showed no reaction.