The Estate

"Mine," the stranger whispered, his breath hot against Jimin's ear.

Jimin shivered, trapped in the stranger's intense gaze.

Their lips brushed, sending sparks flying.

Jimin's thoughts dissolved into chaos.

He was lost in the stranger's dark eyes.

Forever bound to his twisted desire.

As they broke apart, gasping, Jimin's eyes locked onto the stranger's.

"What's your name?" Jimin asked, his voice barely audible.

The stranger's smile twisted.

"You'll learn that soon enough."

Jimin's frustration grew.

"Why keep it secret?"

The stranger's eyes glinted.

"Anticipation, Jimin. It heightens the pleasure."

Jimin's face burned.

Pleasure?

Was that what this was?

Their eyes clashed, tension simmering.

Suddenly, the stranger's phone rang, shattering the silence.

He answered, listening intently.

His expression darkened.

"I need to attend to something."

Jimin's heart sank.

Was he free?

The stranger's gaze snapped back to Jimin.

"Stay here. Don't try to escape."

Jimin nodded, relief washing over him.

As the stranger departed, Jimin collapsed onto the bed.

Exhausted.

Confused.

Trapped.

He knew he had to escape.

But how?

And from whom?

Jimin's mind raced with questions.

The stranger's identity remained a mystery.

But his presence lingered, suffocating Jimin.

As he paced the room, Jimin's eyes scanned for an escape.

A locked door.

Barred windows.

No way out.

Panic set in, his breath quickening.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed outside.

The door swung open.

Jimin's heart skipped a beat.

The stranger stood before him, eyes blazing.

"You thought you could escape?"

Jimin's back pressed against the wall.

"No...I just wanted some air."

The stranger's gaze narrowed.

"Air? You'll suffocate if you try to leave me."

Jimin's skin crawled.

What did he mean?

The stranger's steps closer, menacing.

"You're mine, Jimin. Forever."

Jimin's voice trembled.

"Please...let me go."

The stranger's laughter sent chills down Jimin's spine.

"You'll beg for my mercy."

Jimin's eyes widened as the stranger's hands closed around his wrists.

He was trapped.

Helpless.

The stranger's breath whispered against Jimin's ear.

"You'll learn to obey."

Jimin's thoughts fragmented.

Fear.

Desire.

Confusion.

Their eyes locked, tension crackling.

Suddenly, a noise echoed outside.

A crash.

A shout.

The stranger's grip faltered.

Jimin seized the moment.

He twisted free, sprinting from the room.

Down the hallway.

Stairs.

Freedom.

Or so he thought.

As he burst through the front door, Jimin stumbled into darkness.

And was grabbed from behind.

A new captor?

Or the stranger's accomplice?

Jimin's scream was muffled by a hand.

Everything went black?

Jimin's world dissolved into darkness, leaving him weightless and disoriented. Time lost all meaning as he floated in the void.

When his senses finally returned, Jimin groggily opened his eyes to find himself in an unfamiliar room. The ceiling stared back, its blandness a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside him. Memories of the stranger, the escape, and the new captor flooded back, sending his heart racing.

Panic set in as Jimin struggled to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over him, forcing him back onto the bed. A figure emerged from the shadows, tall and brooding, with an air of familiarity that only added to Jimin's confusion.

"Who...are you?" Jimin stammered, trying to piece together the fragments of his memory. The figure stepped closer, its features illuminating in the dim light. Jimin's heart pounded as he waited for an answer.

"Not who you'd expect," the figure replied, its voice low and gravelly, sending shivers down Jimin's spine. "You were a prized possession. Now, you're mine." The words echoed in Jimin's mind, chilling him to the core.

"What do you mean?" Jimin demanded, trying to keep his voice steady. The figure's gaze roamed his body, its intensity making Jimin's skin crawl. "You mean, the stranger?" he pressed on, desperate for answers.

The figure's smile twisted, its eyes glinting in the dim light. "Yes. And soon, you'll understand." Jimin's thoughts reeled as the figure approached him. What did this new captor want? Was he worse than the stranger?

As the figure's breath whispered against Jimin's ear, he felt a spark ignite within him - fear, desire, and confusion swirling together in a toxic mix. Their eyes locked, tension crackling between them like electricity.

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