*Yoonjeo POV*

I scrunch my nose as I breathe in the thick and toxic smoke. Someone is obviously smoking next to me and it's disgusting to have to breathe it.

"Excuse me, can you not smoke next to me." I speak up so the person will hear me.

"Why don't you ask Jaebum since he's apparently taken dibs on you." An annoyed yet sarcastic voice replies from the left.

"Um, I have asthma. If I breathe to much smoke I could have an attack." I say strongly so I don't sound like I'm lying.

"Ugh, fine." The voice says and gradually the smoke goes away.

"Can you please take my blindfold off, I'm already tied up, so I can't really do anything." I desperately want to be able to at least see where I am.

"Ok sweetie, whatever you want." The voice says deeply and I gulp quickly regretting asking.

I feel someone kneel on the edge of the bed I'm tied to and my blindfold is pulled of slowly. I finally see the man next to me.

I can't deny it, he is very good looking. Especially for a gangsta.

"Well baby, since Jaebum isn't here, how about we have some fun?" He smirks and slowly and gets on top of me.

"No way, don't you even think of touching me." I say loudly while pulling on the rope that binds me tightly to the massive soft bed.

Why do I always end up in situations where I'm tied up and harassed by strange hot men?

"Why not? Listen sweetheart, Jaebum has plans for you, and if I can tell you one thing from the other girls he's had, he ain't gentle, and you are gonna be begging for him to stop, so let me ease you up for him huh?" The man says and places his hand on my waist.

"I said don't touch me!" I yell while squirming under his body. My hands and legs are tied to each corner of the bed, and I can barely move even without him on top of me.

"Yeah? What are you gonna do? You don't really believe that your fucking silver knight Taehyung will come for you do you? Cause if so then you just have a booty and no brains girl." The man says rudely.

My mind immediately goes back to when Taehyung said he would find me. How he gently hugged me to his body before he gave me up. Why is that man pulling me to him even though he made me go through so much terrible stuff.

"Ahhh....oh my god." I'm pulled out of my reverie when I feel the guys hand touching my core through my thin pants.

"N..no s...stop." I try to get the words out but he's making me feel so different and as much as I hate what he is doing I can't control the pleasure he is giving me from such a small touch.

A small moan escapes from my mouth and the man smirks.

"See, you're enjoying this. Well I can make you feel even better." He says while leaning forwards towards my face. Slowly he drops his head down to mine and I feel his warmth breath and smell his crisp deodorant.

"S..stay....away..." I'm trying as hard as I can to resist him. This just isn't right.

He ignores my words and keeps coming closer. His full and soft lips are about to touch mine when the door suddenly swings wide open and hits the wall with a bang, startling both of us.

"Jackson, what the fuck are you doing to her?" Another gorgeous guy asks as he walks in the room and leans on the door frame.

"Thanks for ruining the moment Mark, she was just warming up to me." Jackson says disrespectfully as he gets off of me.

I breathe deeply as I turn red from embarrassment. I can't believe I almost let myself start enjoying what he was doing to me.

"You know Jaebum gets her first, and if we're lucky we can have turns." Mark says with a wink and starts to leave the room with Jackson.

"Wait!! Have turns? Turns with what?" I yell before they leave.

They both look back and smirk at me.

"Oh, we'll take turns fucking you of course." Jackson laughs and nudges Mark in the elbow.

"You might even get lucky and land yourself a threesome with me and Mark." He licks his lips and raises his eyebrows as they leave the room together.

Tears come to my eyes as I look back up at the ceiling.

Why does this have to happen to me?

I didn't do anything to deserve this.

I just hope Rose is ok. I can't bear the thought of her getting hurt for my mistake.

***

*Rose POV*

Three days.

Three fucking days I have been sleeping on the kitchen floor, without eating and just continuously cutting myself at the same counter Yoongi raped me.

Everything is my fault, I just had to ask Unnie to get a damn book.

Now she is gone.

I lost my virginity to a man I don't even know.

I've lost everything. I don't even want to live anymore.

Without Yoonjeo, I have no one.

I need to find her.

But I need to find Yoongi first.

Even if it costs me my life, I atleast have to try.

I picked up my phone with the last of my energy and dialled the police.

"What is your emergency?"

"I have..um....I have information about the group of secret mercenaries committing the mysterious assassinations in Seoul."

***

*Taehyung POV*

My jaw twitches as I keep getting more pissed off.

I stare at the wall as I try not to let it get to me.

It's still there louder and louder.

"Fuck!! What kind of mercenary buys an elevator with music!?!" I punch the the speaker and the sickening happy music stops abruptly with a high pitched tone.

The door opens and everyone in the lobby looks at me as I'm still holding my fist in the crushed speaker.

"What?" I ask as I pull my hand out and walk through the doors.

"What did the elevator ever do to you?" Jungkook asks as he takes his shirt off and checks the wound on his arm.

"What did I ever do to you to make you strip in front of all of us?!!" I snap and slam the table nearby hard.

A few bullets rattle and roll off the table clinking on the cold, hard ground making the growing silence even more silent and awkward.

Jungkook slowly grabs his shirt and puts it back on while staring at me with a shocked face.

Great, the fucking maknae is shook.

"Taehyung? Is everything ok?" Namjoon says slowly and walks towards me.

"Yeah everything is just fine. I was just wondering.." I look at him and take a deep breath.

"Why the FUCK did you buy an elevator that plays happy music when you go in it!?! Were you maybe thinking that when we have had a shit day and everything goes wrong we'll go in that shitty elevator and hear that fucking disgusting music and all the sudden be happy and flowers again?? If so then fuck you, because It doesn't make us feel better, it makes us feel like shit!!!" I yell out all the frustration was penned up in me then look at Namjoon with immediate regret.

What's wrong with me? What if he finds out about Yoonjeo...

Namjoon leans in closer to me and crosses his arms over his chest.

He lets out a long sigh.

"Taehyung, I've known you since we were kids and this is the first time you've had an outburst like this. So I'm going to overlook it this once, but don't ever disrespect me like that again." He whispers sternly in my ear and I nod to him.

I'm about to say sorry when I'm cut off by a phone ringtone.

♪~A to the G to the U to the S-T-D~♪

"Sorry, my bad." Yoongi says and picks up his phone quickly.

We all look at him. It's strange for Yoongi Hyung to have his phone on, or even near him at all. He's such a lazy bastard he doesn't normally carry it.

"She whhaaaaat!?!" Yoongi yells and Jungkook spits his water everywhere and looks at Yoongi Hyung with even wider eyes. We all do as a matter of fact.

Yoongi rarely yells. He claims it takes to much energy from him.

"Uh-huh....uh-huh....ok bye." Yoongi puts the phone down and looks up angrily.

No one says anything. When Yoongi is pissed we have to take our own safety into close account.

"Jungkook, come with me." Yoongi says sharply and grabs a jacket.

Jungkook grabs his own jacket and follows him silently.

The two men walk towards the elevator but Yoongi stops next to me and looks at me narrowly.

"listen you, you little elevator-abuser, go fuck yourself." He says rudely and continues walking.

He flips us all off and Jungkook mouths 'help me' as the elevator doors slowly close.

"Well that was....different....anyone for Chinese?" Hoseok says while smiling brightly and holding up a Chinese restaurant coupon.

"Fuck off Hoseok." Jimin says and pushes past him knocking the coupon to the ground and giving me a dirty look. I return the same look as he walks to a seperate part of the headquarters probably to go clean his gun or something.

Hoseok is standing there with a sad face looking at the coupon which is lying pitifully on the floor.

Great, the fucking sunshine is down.

"It's okay Hoseok." Jin says softly as he picks up the coupon and pats Hoseok on the back. "Let's go to the computer and see what we can order, even if those idiots don't want any." He continues and as he walks away he motions me to go where Jimin went with a stern face.

'Thanks so much Hyung." I think sarcastically.

"Taehyung, do you wanna talk?" Namjoon asks as he lightly leans against the metal work table.

His purple tinted hair pushed up with a bandana almost glows in the low light of the lobby as he stares at me with concern written all over his face. he sure doesn't fit the description of the leader of a covert group of mercenaries. Still, he does his job better than anyone.

"No, I'm just frustrated over Got7 messing things up." I say and slowly move away.

He looks down in deep thought.

"I have to go see Jimin now." I turn and walk to where Jimin went.

But before I leave the main lobby I stop and look back at Namjoon.

"Sorry Hyung." I say quietly and he nods.

***

I knock three times on the door where Jimin is.

"Come in." He says loudly and I walk in closing the door behind me.

"Hyung, we need to talk." I sit in a chair next to him. He has a gun that is completely taken apart and is cleaning each piece.

"Talk about what Taehyung? About how you put my mother's life in danger for a girl you barely know?" Jimin spits out meanly but I can also hint pain in his voice.

He loves his mother so much, I shouldn't have risked her safety.

"I'm sorry Hyung, I know I shouldn't have brought Yoonjeo there, but I was scared, so scared that I would lose her...and...and now I have." My voice cracks at the last words.

I'll never forgive myself for giving her up.

"You? scared? Since when have you ever been afraid of something?" Jimin puts the gun part down and turns to me. His eyes searching mine for an answer.

"Ever since I saw Yoonjeo, I started feeling again. I know I was cold and numb to everything for years but she changed that. She changed me." I stare in my hyungs eyes.

For the first time I can actually look in someones eyes and feel that feeling where you know they will be there for you no matter what.

"So you love her?" Jimin asks and tilts his head to the side.

Do I love her?

Yes, I think I do. I yelled it to Jimin in the car without hesitation, and nothing hurt me more when I had to give her to Jaebum.

I do love her...

"Yes Jimin, I love her." I say strongly and my heart glows at the feeling of actually being able to love someone.

I had never cared for anyone before but now, now I actually love someone.

"Well, I know what we have to do." Jimin says and stands up.

"We have to go save her."