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My breathing quickens as I run, my legs burning with pain. But I can't stop, I must not.

Even with the pain I feel, my legs don't stop.

And thats when I see it, a door.

My freedom.

My heart pounds in my chest as I sprint towards the door, my only hope of escape.

I can almost feel the cool breeze on my face as I reach out to grasp the handle. But then, a cold hand wraps around my arm and pulls me back, a guttural laugh ringing in my ears. I turn, my eyes meeting the cruel gaze of the black-clad figure, his face hidden by shadows.

Even in darkness, I know it's him. 

Voldran, his name. King of darkness, so he says.

I try to break free, but his grip is like iron, and he drags me away from the door, back into the darkness of the room. I struggle against him, but it's no use. He's too strong, and I'm too weak. I cry out, but my voice is lost in the gloom.

The door seems to recede into the distance, my freedom slipping away. I feel despair wash over me, and my strength leaves me. I go limp in the Voldran's grasp, and he chuckles, a low, chilling sound. "So disobedient ," he says his voice like gravel.

"Die"

As Voldran's hand tightens around my throat, I struggle for breath, my vision going black around the edges. I claw at his hand, trying to pry it away, but I can't. I feel my life slipping away, and I close my eyes. But then, suddenly, I hear a crash, causing Voldran's grip on me to  loosen. I slump to the ground, coughing and gasping for air. I hear a scuffle, and then silence.

My eyes flutter close as the figure moves cautiously towards me, my vision dimming. I can't make out the figure's words, my hearing muffled. I feel my consciousness slipping away, my body growing numb. The last thing I see is a flash of light, and then everything goes black.

... the end.

Is this it? Death.

Silence and peace.

I float in a sea of calmness, nothing to fear, nothing to say. My heartbeat slows to a whisper, my body at rest.

Is this the end I've longed for, a blissful, endless quest?

Death's embrace is gentle, its silence, so serene.

My spirit at peace, as I sink into the unseen. It's what I've always wanted ever since I've been in the grasp of Voldran. Even in intense pain,  he doesn't grant me that luxury. The luxury to feel at peace, to face death with confidence. Maybe he finally changed his mind, he finally let me go. He finally let me enjoy the peace death gives.

The silence.

But it's weird. I can feel softness beneath me, heat keeps crawling over my body. It's so hot. Is it hell?

To confirm my theory, a burning smell hits my nose. I breathe in and out as pain erupts all over my body. My eyes heavy and glued shut. From one hell to another.

Just perfect.

Life just hates granting me peace. I sniffle as I try to sink into the softness beneath me, the only comfort there is.

Slightly adjusting to the pain, something falls beside me with a loud bang. My body shifts slightly as my head feels like it's about to split open.

Here I thought I could at least have the luxury of silence. Feets move around hastily causing more noice. Hell is worse than I thought.

Turning a little, my ear picks up muffled voices. The sound getting closer by the minute. What is going on? My body goes limp as I feel someone's presence looming over me. The grim reaper?

As soon as warm fingers touch my skin, my eyes shoots open. I am immediately met with blinding lights causing me to shut my eyes.

"Are you awake"

I open my eyes, and I'm blinded by the lights again. I squint, trying to make out my surroundings. My hands itch underneath the softness beneath me as I feel it, a bed?

I hear a voice, soft and gentle, the one that asked if I was awake, he's speaking slowly but my hearing is muffled once more. I slowly turn my head in the direction of the voice, my eyes still adjusting.

There, standing in front of me, is a handsome man. I can't quite make out his features, but I know he's looking at me with concern. I blink, my mind racing. Who is this man? Where am I? What happened? 

Different thoughts go through my head as I try to study his features. Okay, fuck that. He is inhumanly handsome.

He has a sweet face, full pink lips and a warm smile which gives him an approachable look. His blonde hair looks slightly ruffled, probably from running his hands through it. His brown eyes staring intensely at me, before pulling his smiling lips Into a smirk.

"Quit playing around with her Jimin" another tall handsome guy says snapping his fingers as he walked towards the bed.

Goodness gracious, this man looks like he's just been brought out of a freaking painting. The way his face is beautifully carved makes me feel like I'm in a trance. My palm itches, as the urge to run my fingers down his angular face intensifies. His tongue darts to his full lips before pulling his lips Into his mouth. I instinctively lick mine. He looks so sumptuous. Okay, what I'm I saying.

My eyes runs down his face to his open chest, his black shirt fully unbuttoned. He's looks like he was specially sculpted, his firm lean body staring back at me.

Heat crawled up my neck as someone chuckled deeply, causing me to flip my eyes towards the sound.

Standing directly behind the handsome guy named Jimin, was a freaking greek god. A cigarette sits in his right hand as he blows out the smoke into the air. He's so ripped, the flimsy top he's wearing looks like it's going to get torn If he moves too much. I swallow nervously as my eyes fall on his tattooed arm.

I think I'm about to faint. And here I thought he couldn't get any hotter.

With a lot of effort, my eyes flick back to his perfect face. His jet black hair looks ruffled ending just above his eyes, he squints his doe eyes at me as if asking me what I was staring at. My dazed expression causes him to chuckle again, the deep sound sending chills down my spine.

My head falls on my hand in a daze. Was I finally granted the perfect life I wanted. With perfect men. I smile to myself as my eyes flick to all of them one after the other.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" Jimin's voice said beside me before pulling himself into a standing position. My eyes flick to him as a grin graces my face.

"I'm I in paradise" I asked grinning as I stared at him bashing my eyes. He bends to my height before moving his face closer to mine. I can feel his breath fanning on my face, flicking his eyes to my lips for a split second causing my cheeks to heat up. He's so close, If I just push myself a bit our lips would touch. His eyes flick back to my eyes, all gentleness gone.

"It's fucking hell"

My feet moves sluggishly as I follow closely behind Jimin, the other boys also trailing behind me. Moving down the slightly lit corridor , Jimin moved past me to open the door at the end of the corridor. As soon as the the door flew open, all the eyes in the were cast on me.

"Who's the pretty girl" A guy sitting on a black couch at the corner of the room said, his voice deep as he blew the smoke from his cigarette, his eyes roaming down my body hungrily.

Another guy chuckled as Jimin and the other two entered the room placing themselves on the king sized bed in the room. My eyes roamed around as I took in their faces, how can men be this handsome. Not a single one of them was less handsome, each of them emitting power.

The guy sitting on the black couch stood up walking towards me, his hands tucked in his black pants as he walked slowly towards me.

He bent down to my height as he got in front of me, his brown eyes not leaving mine as his lips pull into a small smirk. Oh he's handsome I'll give him that. Fuck it they're all basically walking greek gods.

His muscles flexing beneath his Slightly buttoned black shirt. His pink full lips staring back at me as he absentmindedly wet them. His eyes scan my face before landing on my lips.

"She's cute" he said gruffly standing straight before checking me out not bothering to hide it. The other boys snickering behind him.

"I'm Hobi" he said finally pulling his hand in an outstretched manner looking at me sternly for a bit before pulling his lips Into a bright smile. Does he have a personality disorder cos what the hell is this.

Suspiciously eyeing his outstretched hand, I slowly pull mine out slipping it into his much larger own, my eyes not leaving his as he stares back not breaking eye contact.

"I'm Somi, pleasure meeting you" I said trying to sound as professional and confident as possible. He shakes my hand before moving behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders.

"The guy standing at that corner is Taehyung" he said pointing at the handsome guy at the corner of the room dressed in black sweatpants and a white shirt, leaving the top three buttons opened, exposing his slightly muscular chest and smooth skin. My cheeks blaze as my eyes roam round his exposed chest. Do they all have a thing with never buttoning their shirt.

"You like what you see princess" Taehyung said his voice as deep as the ocean, he sounded like he just woke up. I huff, my lips slightly pulling into a small smile as my eyes land on his full pink lips slightly quirked up.

He looks like someone who plays a lot having a bubbly personality but also someone you don't want to mess with. He slightly ruffles his jet black hair, letting it fall further into his face, his hooded eyes feeling like they're staring right into my soul.

"That's Yoongi " Hobi said slightly shifting my body to look at the guy seated on a chair beside the bed, his deep brown eyes looking almost black as he silently watches me. His lips pulled into a thin line. Pulling the sleeves of his white fully buttoned shirt to his elbow, finally someone who buttons up.

He throws me as small nod as acknowledgment before looking away from me picking a book from the nightstand behind him. He's just as handsome as the others, his black slightly long hair thrown into a small bun at the back of his head.

"That's jin sitting at the edge of the bed" Hobi continued pointing at the shirtless handsome guy that followed me in with Jimin. He throws me a small kiss before lying back on the bed, his well defined abs begging me not to look away.

"And that's Rm" he said tapping my shoulder to make me look away from Jin. My eyes land on another handsome guy with a book in his hand as he throws me a salute and a small smile, his dimples poking out making his handsome face look cute.

His face and body doesn't match though, cos this man is ripped. His muscled body still visible in the huge sweatshirt he's wearing. His black hair slicked back. He's giving me the silent male alpha vibe.

"That's our Maknae Jungkook" Hobi whispered his breath fanning my nape before his warmth left me totally. My eyes shift to the tattooed doe eyes guy I saw before, his gaze already on me. His face is stern, his handsome face In a hard posture.

"Enough with the introductions" Jimin said moving towards me, his ever flirty smile not leaving his face.

"Why don't we go straight to the important stuff" he said holding my hand as he dragged me to the bad to take a seat before proceeding to stand beside Taehyung who was about to light a cigarette. All eyes were on me once more, my head lowering in an attempt to escape their scrutinizing gazes.

"I'll do the questioning" Taehyung said suddenly moving himself away from the wall. He pulled out a chair to seat in front of me, before exhaling his smoke in puffs over his head.

"Eyes on me" he said his face just a few inches from mine, his voice emitting power. Slowly raising my face, my eyes meet his. His eyes slowly roam my face before landing on my lips for a split second. His eyes return to mine, as his face pull into a stoic posture.

"Explain why you were in Voldran's abode" Taehyung said his voice dangerously low as his brown eyes bore into mine, seeking for answers.

I sluggishly followed Jimin as he led me to the supposedly room I'd be staying. After Taehyung dangerously asked me about Voldran, despite my fear I spilled it all. How Voldran kidnapped me and kept me in his custody for over a year, making me suffer .

I told them I didn't know why Voldran did all of that, even though I didn't even know him , they didn't seem to believe me.

Our conversation ended when Yoongi received a call from someone. Namjoon asked Jimin to take me to a room I'll be staying at for a while. I don't know how long they meant by for a while but I'll pray it's a pretty long time.

“We’re here” Jimin said softly as we got to a large brown wooden door, a sly smile gracing his lips as he turns to look at me. My eyes move to meet his before he pulls me closer to him, his hand gripping my arm tightly but not tight enough to hurt me.

“What’re you doing” I asked as I slowly eye his handsome face suspiciously. His eyes move to my lips for a few seconds, then down my body before moving back to my face. He didn't bother to hide the fact that he was checking me out.

“ I hope we get along, little princess” He whispered softly near my ear causing my insides to flutter. His hand left my body almost immediately, his smile not leaving his face as he moved away from me before turning to leave like he did nothing . He sure is flirty. It'll be a handful living here and I definitely hope I survive.

I sigh as I twist the door of the room open, my eyes widening at how large the room is. Walking in the room slowly, my eyes scan the place before moving to sit on the bed placed in the middle of the room.

A slight groan leaves my lips as my body lands on the soft ass bed, my sore muscles relaxing. The place is so huge, I never thought I'd ever stay in a place like this or even end up living with seven handsome men.

I slowly close my eyes as I try to relish in the moment, my mind grasping unto the peace I feel at the moment. Someone once said a person's life could be in shambles, and it'll only take a few seconds to change it all. I never thought that'd ever apply to me, but it sure did. From Pain and suffering to this.

A soft giggle leaves my lips as my mind drifts to the strange handsome men who saved me. I'm more than grateful to them for saving me from hell. This could only mean something brought us together. Whatever it might be I really hope, we do get along.

Clearing my mind from my thoughts, I spread my body fully on the large bed, squeezing my eyes tightly as I willingly let darkness swallow me.

What could this be? FATE?

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