You walked down the stairs and entered the empty living area making your way towards the fireplace.

Currently Yuna was showing you around the mansion as ordered by the Mother who seemed to have started trusting you.

And this only happened because you acted like you believed them. You believe that you are the chosen one to serve them.

Yesterday night after Taehyung left, you gave a deep thought about the whole situation. They were trying so hard to make you believe them and there must be a reason for this which you still have to find out.
You realized that they won't tell you everything until you take in all their bullshits.

So, when Jimin came in your room you answered him exactly the same way he wanted to listen in order to make him believe that you are getting manipulated by them.

The whole night you didn't slept at all and kept thinking about different scenarios and ways to escape from them until the morning came where you were called downstairs to have breakfast together in the dining room.

You agreed.
You had to show them that you have accepted your fate.

You could see everyone surprised when you greeted that woman by calling her, 'Mother' who couldn't be more happier than ever. She wanted this only.

With a pounding heart, you sat beside Taehyung as he was the only one among others that wasn't gawking at you making you uncomfortable. You would have sat beside Yuna but she was serving the breakfast to you all.

You wanted to start a conversation to get something out of their mouths by asking questions related to that stupid curse story and act like a curious cat but Mother told you about another rule of the house, that nobody talks during the eating time.

You waited till everyone finished but were sent upstairs by Mother, telling you to change your clothes and take a shower. You had to listen to her and quickly took a cold shower, weaing a pair of white t-shirt and black jeans that laid on bed.

That's when Yuna came to your room and told you about Mother wanting you to have a look around the whole mansion.

"Yuna, who are these people?"
You asked eyeing at the large picture frame hanged above the fireplace.

"This is the eight and nineth generation together."
Yuna replied after coming towards you and smiled at the photo before pointing at one couple in the centre.

"He is Park Wonyun and his wife Park Fiona, our Mother." You squinted your eyes at the photo of Mother who was looking quite young, probably in her early twenties.

"And he is their only son, Park Jimin."
There was a little boy standing in front of the Mother while holding her hand and was looking at the camera with his crescent eyes that almost made you smile. Almost.

"They are Kim Taejun and Kim Naeyon." She then pointed at other couple on the left of Park's, smiling brightly at the camera.

You looked down at another little boy around the same age of Jimin wearing a boxy smile on his face while holding a lollipop in his hand.

"He is Kim Taehyung. My husband."

Your eyes widened after hearing this and looked at Yuna who was having a wide smile. You could see her eyes shining brightly while looking at the little Taehyung.

'So, she is married to Taehyung.'
You noted.

"Lastly, Jeon Jaehyun and Jeon Rira." She pointed at the couple on the right side of the Park's from which the named man looked rather solemn and dull as compared to other males. You narrowed your eyes at a small figure peeking his head out from behind the lady.

"That little boy is Jeon Jungkook."
Yuna answered probably noticing your gaze towards him. He looked really shy in the photo.

"Y/n, did you noticed the arms of all the ladies? See, they all have the same mark just like us."

She held you arm in happiness as you nodded your head. Indeed all of them had the same dark-red triangular birthmark on their arm which they were flawlessly showing off.

You wonder if these women also got kidnapped because they are the 'chosen ones' just like you. But, if they did then why every single one of them looks so happy and cheerful.
Maybe they were also manipulated if this tradition has been followed for so many generations.

"I am just waiting for that moment when our photos would also be framed like this." Yuna chimed.

"And when would that happen?"
You nonchalantly asked her still focusing on the faces of the eight generation.

"After you would be married to Jungkook."

Your heart literally stopped beating the moment she said those cursed words. You snapped your eyes towards Yuna who herself was standing in shock after realizing what she just said.

She wasn't supposed to tell you this.
Mother strictly ordered her.

"What did you said? Marry Jungkook?! That fucking man who killed my friends."
You glared at the poor woman who was trembling under your gaze, shaking her head frantically.

"N-No. I-I didn't m-meant that-"

"Yuna dear! Could you come here?"
Suddenly, you both heard Mother calling out for Yuna from the right side of the corridor in the living area.

"I-I have to go."
Yuna stuttered and quickly rushed past by you leaving in a state of panick and anxiousness.

Marriage?
You didn't knew about this at all.
Nobody mentioned about this.
Neither Yuna nor Taehyung when they came into your room.

You can't marry a murderer. You can't get involved with this fucked up family.

Now, you have to get out of here and escape them as soon as possible. If you got late even for a single day, your whole life would be destroyed because you don't know when are they planning for this fucking marriage.

"But, what should I do?"

****

"Officer Kim."
Namjoon stopped on his way and glanced behind to find Hoseok approaching him in police station.

"Oh, Mr. Jung. How are you doing?"
He motioned his men to walk back inside, leaving the two of them alone.

"Still hoping to get back my sister."
Hoseok looked at Namjoon with a weak smile as he hummed and patted his shoulder.

"Trust me Hoseok. I will find your sister and her friend anyhow. Busan police is searching for them day and night. They will be found, I promise."

He was about to walk inside the police station but stopped after hearing Hoseok's words.

"How long? It has already been a week and there are no updates on them."

Namjoon sighed.
"I can understand your worries Hoseok but the forest in which they were traced is very large and dense. Intense searching is going on. So, be patient."

"Officer Kim, how more should I be patient? I am getting nightmares of my little sister getting killed mercilessly by a man. They are haunting me every second when I close my eyes."

Tears poured out from Hoseok's eyes remembering those horrible nightmares he has been seeing these days.

"Just a little more. Handle yourself a little more. I will contact the Busan police again and order them to do the searching fast. Hm?"

Hoseok nodded his head and wiped his tears when Namjoon gave him a reassuring smile before finally walking inside the police station.

Hoseok's phone suddenly ringed making him sigh when he checked the number. It was from his boss back in Japan.

Since Lia's disappearance, he has been doing nothing but going around the police station and home everyday back and forth. He has completely abandoned the project that he was supposed to do here.

His life currently has came to a stop.

~To Be Continued

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