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Devil’s Bible | yandere! Taehyung au

Pairing : cult member! Taehyung X Reader

Genre : yandere au

Warnings : NON-CON, dark, VERY DARK CONTENT and triggering themes, cult practices, description of witchcraft, child sacrifice, blood LOTS of blood, death, gore, emotional and physical breakdown, abduction, violence, mentions of rituals and faith, Taehyung is a complete maniac. Sensitive readers kindly read the warnings carefully before proceeding :)

Preview : You didn’t know where you were going, whether it was the right direction towards the city or not you were left with no other choice but to keep running for your dear life. The dried leaves were not helping at all, making a crunchy noise as you ran on them guiding your mother towards your location. Tears of helplessness were continuously falling from your eyes as kept running ahead, tripping here and there, dodging the unwanted bushes and trunks. The moonlight illuminating the crunchy path of this silent dark forest as if rooting for you to escape, fleeing barefoot in between these maze like tall trees, stumbling a little whenever a new thorn or branch would pierce your soft skin. Your feet now numb from running on the prickles and head spinning making you want to collapse.

I do not condone the acts displayed in the story, it’s just a work of fiction written only for entertainment purposes neither any of the BTS members are anything like the story shows.

A/N : Lately I have been lacking motivation to write but somehow managed to finish it. Hope you all like and enjoy it. I love reading all your feedbacks 💜😊

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It was yet another regular day at your workplace with lines of several heads dipped between the bundle of documents present on their respective desks.

Wet drops of rain pouring down the window glass leaving their mark behind, the continuous rumbling of thunder giving the already gloomy weather an eerie vibe. It was rather peculiar to have rain in mids of this chilly winter and quite uncommon too as if indicating the arrival of an omen. To say you had the best of an ‘ideal life’ would be a mockery to your face, hence resulting in making you quite superstitious. And right now your instincts were giving this constant uncomfortable feeling of them being a bad omen. Like something utterly wrong was about to happen or is it just your mind playing games with you again?

The familiar strong smell of caffeine and cigarette hitting your nostrils as you make your way towards your cabin with a loud crackling noise produced from your heels hitting the wooden floor, a pile of freshly written articles balanced on your hands given by your boss for you to edit. It could be rather stressing sometimes editing all these articles which were mostly filled with reports of crimes, corruption and violence. You worked as an intern assistant under a renowned author/journalist with hopes of getting your own article section in the newspaper someday but till now to your vain have only got to worked on few side projects and the editing panel. You had your fair shares of ups and downs during your rookie days but as time passed you succeeded in making your presence known amongst everyone. With a work experience of almost 2 years completing soon, you will finally get your chance to showcase your writing skills to the world.

Writing has always been your hobby and a happy place in which you found solace and peace. Being an outcast amongst the people since your childhood, you were always cornered and neglected. Getting bullied and harassed were two very familiar terms to you, all because of your mother and you can never forgive her for destroying your childhood. Writing helped you detach yourself from the dark world around you, sooner becoming your ultimate escape place. You couldn’t blame the people for treating you the way they did, anyone with a sane mind would have done the same after knowing the kind of dark past you were associated with. In mids of all this writing down your feelings helped you cope up with the unfortunate trauma of events you had to go through as a child. After spending all your teen life being transferred from one foster care to another you decided to move out as soon as you turned 18, to live life on your own terms. But soon you were hit by another harsh reality, the reality of this cruel world where survival was a war and to remain a warrior you needed money. Although you were getting a time line expense from the government but it was only good for a two time meal per day. Hence you decided to work and what better job you could do than turning your happy place into a full time profession. So you started applying into different newspaper companies for a writer’s post but non were ready to hire an immature with no experience. Ridiculous!!

After spending a lot of roofless chilly nights under the city bridge with continuous rejections from everywhere. You were on the verge of quitting when one fateful day you got an acceptance call from a journal company telling you that, apparently their boss saw your sample journal and got really impressed with your skills and wants you to work under him. At first you thought it was some kind of fraud prank someone was pulling on you but after visiting there office you came to know it was legit. Never in your wildest dreams you could have imagined ‘the boss’ of the company to be Mr Gong Yoo. “The Gong Yoo” world famous author and writer of many prestigious ancient novels and encyclopedias about history, culture and crimes. And for him to see your work and even liking it to an extent that he even asked you to work under him was a dream come true to you. Maybe this was the chance god has given you to forget your past and move on for a better future and a better life and you were in no mood to let it go.

Hence here you are 2 years later, editing the same regular articles about crime, murders and theft while sitting on your desk in this rainy weather. It wasn’t until the late afternoon around the lunch break when you received a call from your boss asking you to come to his office. Leaving you confused as it wasn’t usual for him to call you like this, that to when the break time was near. Could it be something related to your promotion? With several questions running in your thoughts you made your way towards his office which was on the fourth floor. Fixing your dress one last time and gulping down a big chunk of air down your throat you knocked on his door receiving an immediate “come in” in return.

“Yes Sir” you peeked inside only to find him sitting across the room on his office couch with two more men. The table in front of them full of different objects you couldn’t recon from there.

“Aah! Y/n come inside. I want you to meet Mr Lee Jung-jae and Mr Heo Sung-tae, one of the most talented and renowned archeologist duo of our country.” Of course you have heard them! How could you not when they were literally the front page headline of every newspaper last year for finding the infamous Cleopatra’s third egg. But what they were doing here?

“Good afternoon sir! It’s such a pleasure to meet you both. I’ve heard so much about your work” you bowed politely, making your way to stand beside your boss’s chair. Now being able to get an overview of the table, the place was full with different sets of unnatural looking rocks and a huge ugly book you found rather disturbing to look at. There was something about this book utterly attractive making you feel nauseous, as if warning you to run away from it as far as possible. The cover having a contrasting color to it, a color you haven’t seen before and the pages were enormously gigantic. However you couldn’t quite make it what was written at the top of the book-cover in big bold letters, a writing you have never seen before. All the while everything about it was displaying strange and abnormal to you.

“What is written on it? Which language is it in?” you asked staring at it with focused dazed eyes.

“Charming right?” Lee Jung-jae asks while opening the book making you snap out of your gaze. “I know at first it seems so inviting but don’t fall for it. I’m afraid its no good but something deeply evil trying to lure people towards itself.”

“What do you mean?” you questioned with alarmed tone in your voice.

“I wish I could tell you but that is why we are here. For an year and a half we both were travelling around the Western Europe for this big excavation project. Things were going absolutely smooth and settled till last month until we stumbled upon this book and ever since then things went downhill for us” Heo Sung-tae added.

“W-what’s with this book” you weren’t liking where this conversation was going.

“We found this book during an architectural excavation in Vatican City buried deep in the depth of the crust. At first we thought we found something miraculous but now I’m afraid to say the same. As you can see the cover of this book is not something ordinary. Is it?” Lee Jung-jae asked to which you shook your head. Never in your life have you seen something like this, so unusual so freakish.

“It is made up of a mixture of sheep and human skin. Infact each page of this book is forensic proved made up of sheep and human skin.” A chill ran down your spine after hearing this horrific revelation, what does all of this suppose to mean and why were you even called to show something like this horrendous.

“I know y/n you are a bit shaken up right now and after the kind of past experiences you have with stuffs like this. I know it’s tough for you but this is why we need you” your boss Mr Gong Yoo says motioning you to take a seat after noticing your visibly trembling form.

“Judging by the condition of this book and its pages it seems like it was written between 1204-1230 but the main problem is its last few pages are torn. Now from the depth we excavated it from it is humanly impossible to tear it. It means it was torn before getting buried but the question is who did it? And why? From the contents of the pages we could roughly make out it is something evil and related to satanic activities. The medieval language it is written in has never been recorded before. We went to a dozen of manuscript writers around the globe but non were able to decode it.”

“Hence they are here offering me to be a part of this project of decoding the manuscript. I think this your chance y/n to get that big break you always dreamt in the writing industry. I want you to be my assistant in this project and if we succeed they will name you as the coauthor along side me” Gong Yoo says passing the NDA contract to you. Taking in the file you went through the contract clause asking for the non disclosure agreement. But did you actually wanted to be a part of this? You did want your big break as an author and this could definitely be it but was it really worth it. Never have you even thought about seeing these things again in your life but here you are now, stuck between choices.

“Y/n I know this is tough and the trauma you had to go through I don’t even want to imagine but look at this as an opportunity to fight your demons. To fight your fear. Till when are you planning on running away from it” your boss says with visible concern in his voice.

“Mr Gong Yoo told us about your mother’s mental illness and how she was herself a worshiper of all this demonic practices. I’m sorry for whatever happened to you but please don’t refuse the offer we really need you” Heo Sung-tae directs at you.

“B-but why me I-I’m just a beginner” this was so confusing and why were they so ardent to have you in this project. Sure in these 2 years you have gained a lot of exposure and your boss has been nothing but supportive and encouraging towards you but that doesn’t change the fact that you were a mare rookie.

“Because you have witnessed all of this very closely, you are the closest link related to these demonic practices right now” says Heo Sung-tae. “Here have a look” with that he opens the first page of the book revealing a monstrous picture of a creature who had small limbs, a big face and enormously long teeth. Its blood shot red eyes staring directly as if challenging others to come closer to it. Furthermore as the pages turned the images became more bizarre, pictorial representations of something looking like a sacrificing panel, pictures of pregnant women and their womb carrying a non human creature inside it, levitating bodies alongside a series of texts in the ancient language. Some pages were only filled with big fonts and texts you all were oblivious to what it was saying. Soon reaching up to the last few pages showing a woman with a child in her hand and blood was dripping down the child’s heart as the woman’s mouth was filled with blood performing some ritual in front of a statue. The contents were so disgusting and disturbing that just by looking at it you could feel dizziness surrounding you, the bitter taste of bile reaching up your throat but you knew better than to puke all over it. Suppressing the constant urge to vomit, you carried on to thinking of where have you seen that picture. The woman and the way she was holding the child looked so much familiar.

“I think I have seen this somewhere. Can you turn the page and show what comes after this” you asked them. But unfortunately after that, the rest of the pages were torn not showing what happens after completely whatever ritual the woman was performing with her child.

“What do you mean you have seen this before” your boss appeals with curiosity filled voice.

“I-I’m afraid but I think my m-mother was practicing this that day” you said while fidgeting your fingers on your lap out of nervousness.

“You mean the day you ran away?” to which you hazily nodded your head in reply with your eyes fixed at nothing in particular, the dazed look indicating you were back in those memory lanes you wished never to visit again.

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It was a stormy night of full moon you vividly remember. You were just a kid, 8 years old, tightly tied up to a tree trunk from a thick jute rope around your waist. The loud chilly winds dissolving your screams with them as loud rumble of branches hitting each other echoed throughout the forest. In front of you just a few feet away stood your mother whom you couldn’t recognize anymore. The mother whom you thought will protect you from all dangers and discomforts by becoming a shield, the mother whom you could rely on at all situations, the same mother who gave birth to you was standing with a butcher knife in her hand looking at you with emotionless eyes. All your pleas all your screams were falling to her deaf ears as she smiled wickedly at you. Your legs and arms have gone numb after being tied for you don’t know how long. The last thing you remember was falling asleep on your bed being excited for your 8th birthday tomorrow. Now here you are brutally tied up in the middle of a dense forest out in nowhere with your mother a few feet away near the bonfire sharping the knife on the fire. Near the water well pavement was a sheep tied ready to be beheaded struggling and shouting non stop as if vocalizing your own thoughts of agony asking for mercy. The whole place was scattered with numerous torn pages, uncanny looking lockets and brooches and a big skeleton skull placed on a stick near the fireplace. With one strong hit the knife sliced through the sheep’s neck chopping it into two making its blood splatter everywhere around, even covering your mother’s face with sparkles of blood making her look demonic.

“MOM PLEASEEE DON’T DO THIS. THIS IS NOT YOU, YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME” you shouted with a shrill cry escaping your lips.

“Don’t worry my child, it will be quick. You will not even feel anything. This sacrifice is for a greater cause. Besides you are going to meet your brothers and sisters shouldn’t you be happy” she says with menace dripping from her voice while collecting the sheep’s blood in a black bowl.

“W-what do you mean by brothers and sisters” was your mother involved in the disappearance of your elder sister you thought.

“Oh my dear daughter how naive of you. Of course it was me and prier to your sister all your other 5 sibling’s souls were fed to him” she said while pointing at the skull. Now it all made sense as to why some people at your school always used to tell you about you having more siblings. So were all of them killed by your mother? Was it your turn next? You didn’t wanted to die, atleast not like this.

Your mother was sick!

Sick in her head!

And you need to get out of here. But how?

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you felt something cold dripping on your cheeks. Your eyes widened and throat clogged when you realized what it was! It was the dead sheep’s blood your mother was applying on your face. You screamed in horror as the metallic smell hit your nostrils.

“Shush dear just a little longer and you will join the other 6 of them” she cooed at you with empty eyes.

“Mom pleaseee….. stop I beg you” you were full blown crying now hitting the ground with your restraints legs.

After finishing painting your cheeks red she moved away to admire her work. Picking up the torn pages she went towards the fireplace throwing the locket inside it while reciting some enchantments. This was your chance you have to do something. Roaming your vision around you found the bloodied knife lying on the ground just a little farther, stretching your legs in the direction you pulled on the ropes to loosen the grip a little all while keeping your sight on your mother. After quite a struggle your feet managed to reach the knife as you slowly dragged it towards yourself. Trapping it in between your toe fingers you lift it to your hand level, gripping it tightly around your fingers for your dear life. While your mother was busy reciting those chants you quickly cut the ropes around your waist making it fall on the ground with a loud thud due to the crispy dried leaves drawing your mother’s attention. Her eyes widened in shock when it met yours, a bolt of adrenaline rushed throughout your veins as you sprinted on your feet away from her inside the jungle.

“Y/n child come back here. You can’t escape me” she calls desperately running after you leaving everything behind.

You didn’t know where you were going, whether it was the right direction towards the city or not you were left with no other choice but to keep running for your dear life. The dried leaves were not helping at all, making a crunchy noise as you ran on them guiding your mother towards your location. Tears of helplessness were continuously falling from your eyes as kept running ahead, tripping here and there, dodging the unwanted bushes and trunks. You could still clearly hear your mother’s faint foot steps and voice lased with anger calling from behind you. The moonlight illuminating the crunchy path of this silent dark forest as if rooting for you to escape, fleeing barefoot in between these maze like tall trees, stumbling a little whenever a new thorn or branch would pierce your soft skin. Your feet now numb from running on the prickles and head spinning making you want to collapse. You were on the verge of giving up when finally the sight of road ahead came into the vision, suddenly the footsteps of your mother also started fading away indicating her absence behind you. Upon reaching the empty highway you kept on running the sidewalk not knowing where to go now. You were gasping for air with frosty wind hitting your face, your legs were strained and throat burning with dryness for the need of water but you were not going to stop. Suddenly a blaze of light illuminated from a far making your eyes shrink, without thinking twice you threw yourself in the middle of the road waving your hands signaling for it to stop. The car came to a halt and a middle aged couple came rushing towards you.

“Oh my god what happened to you kid” the woman shook with horror by looking at your condition. You completely forgot about the blood on your face anyone would be terrified.

“My m-mother is coming to kill me. P-please save me” you pleaded with feeble eyes and joined hands.

“We should take her to the police station” the man suggested to which the woman nodded. Holding your trembling hands in her she asks you to come in the car. Upon reaching the police station you told them everything that happened but when the police arrived at the location your mother was nowhere to be found. The remains of bonfire, ropes, knife and skull near the water well confirmed your story. After the investigation it was found that your mother was mentally unstable and has killed 6 of her children when they reached the age of 8 by drowning them in the well in these 9 years. The search for her continued for several months but they failed to find any evidence of her existence eventually after an year considered her a fugitive. From there you were sent under the foster care and that’s how your life completely changed. 14 years have passed since then but till date you haven’t fully overcome the trauma even with the professional help.

“Y/n are you listening” you were snapped out of your thoughts by your boss as he nudged at your shoulders. “Are you okay? You seem upset”

“I’m sorry I zoned out. What were you saying?” you asked.

“I said its okay if you don’t want to do this, I know its a sensitive topic for you” your boss flashed you a sympathetic smile. Till how long will this go on? People treating you differently as if you are an outcast. You don’t want there sympathy you want them to accept you and for that you need to accept yourself first. So you decided you are not going run anymore, to overcome your fears you will have to embrace it first and this was your chance.

“I want to be a part sir” you announce to them.

“Are you sure” Gong Yoo asks you.

“Absolutely sir” you flashed a smile at them picking up the pen to sign the NDA agreement. All this anger you have pent up inside yourself carrying with you these years now is the time to channelize it. You are determined to decode the book in order to understand why your mother did what she did? In order to defeat your biggest fear and thus signed up the papers making the biggest mistake of your life, completely oblivious to the future waiting for you. Maybe saying no to this would have changed your fate, maybe you would have escaped what was coming for you but now there is no going back.

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Several days have passed since you signed the agreement and started working on this book named “Devil’s Bible” with your boss. Facing numerous trial and error in the beginning while decoding the language you both have finally got a lead. The manuscript being written in the Imperial scripting language took a lot of time to evaluate. It was yet another hectic day at work with your boss bickering about how insane the writer of this book would have been to make something like this.

“Motherfucker should have atleast written it in a language people can understand huh! What’s the use of writing this gigantic ass book if no one can read it” Gong Yoo kept on rambling. You can relate to his frustration now surely being an editor and being a writer did had a lot of difference.

“Hey boss mind if I leave early today?”

“Seriously y/n we haven’t even reached 1/4th of the book and you are acting lazy” he sulked.

“Boss chill I was wondering about visiting the library. Maybe I can find some books which can help us understand this deeper”

“Seems like a fair reason for an early leave. Okay you can go but be on time tomorrow”

“Don’t worry boss I want to decode this shit as badly as you want to” you waved goodbye at him picking up your bag heading out.

“Sure. Close the gate while going kiddo” your boss waved his hands back shooing at you to which you smiled in return. He was truly the sweetest boss ever.

Reaching the library you went straight inside towards the ancient history section in hopes of finding something that could be of some help. After searching in the seas of numerous books you came across this tiny self at the end of the corner full of books about wizardry and witchcraft. There you found different types of various books full of disturbing content about rituals of exorcism, soul offering and execution. Going through there pages you were left stunned as to why were these even present here at a public library. Picking up a bunch of books which seemed helpful you moved towards the counter to issue them.

“What are you gonna do with them? You know not many people borrow these kinds of books” addresses a deep voice of the man issuing the books at the counter. You looked up to get a proper glimpse of him, he was truly handsome. For once it felt like words got stuck in your mouth just by looking at him, he was indeed an attractive man with a sharp and youthful features; his perfectly sculpted jawline, obnoxiously surreal eyes piercing you way which felt like it held the depth of an ocean inside it and oh his honey comb voice. But one thing for sure was that his face did not match the tone of his voice. He noticed the way you were ogling at him making a smirk plaster on his face.

“I hope you can speak pretty” he coughed sarcastically pulling you out of your thoughts.

"Huh....Oh its nothing just for some project work” you dismissed quickly not wanting to indulge in any conversation regarding it.

“Hmm….. the name is Taehyung and by the way I can be of great help if you want to know anything detailed” he passes the books your way slightly brushing his hand on yours in the process.

“Oh and how’s that Mr Taehyung” you quickly collected the books with your heartbeat palpitating in nervousness under the heat of the moment. This was definitely not an encounter you were prepared for, someone like him engaging in conversation with you.

“Can say spending so many years between these pages makes you an expert automatically. So how about ME teaching you some of these expertise tonight at a dinner?”

Did you hear it right? Was the ever so attractive library guy you were ogling moments ago had just asked you out indirectly. It’s not quite common for boys to ask you out and certainly not someone as handsome as him whose face felt like is being sculpted by god’s themselves. “Are you asking me for a date?”

“Certainly yes I guess” he winked at you making you flustered. “And you know it’s quite rude to not introduce yourself pretty lady”

“Aah yes I’m sorry, it’s y/n” you replied cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

“Okay then see you tonight y/n. Here’s my number I’ll text you later. Right?” he quickly asked seeing the waiting line getting longer behind you. Quickly nodding you moved out of the queue still not being able to believe a guy like him had asked you out. Well it could play a great distraction from the disturbing events going on in your life. Opening the folded paper in which he slipped his number, you quickly saved it in your phone. The whole day you weren’t able to focus on anything other than thinking about his deep voice and the gentle brush of his skin on yours. It really made you wonder why he asked you out as for a fact you weren’t someone who stood out in a crowd. It wasn’t like you weren’t beautiful no, it was just that you weren’t used on getting male attention much. Being cornered all your teen-hood has really created a dent in your personality but maybe this could be your chance you thought so why not to grab it.

Night fell faster than the other days as you stood in front of the mirror confused with what to wear. You had negligible experience in dating especially with someone hot like Taehyung. You have almost tried every outfit in your wardrobe and much to your dismay non of them satisfied you. Leaving you in this black low back cut dress one of your colleagues gifted you last year on your birthday. It was a shiny knee length black dress with a lower than your comfort deep cut on the backside almost exposing your whole back. The dress was clinging on your body like a second skin and was showing everything leaving nothing for imagination. You were feeling utterly uncomfortable but other than this, you really didn’t had any other outfit to suit a date dinner. Maybe you need to go on a shopping spree soon. You did a soft makeup and let your hair loose to cover your exposed back all set to go now. The restaurant location Taehyung has texted you was quite far from your house so you left an hour early not wanting to keep him waiting on your first date.

Upon reaching the location you were met with this impressive niche looking restaurant, something only the rich could afford. You double checked the location not sure if this was the place he has actually chosen, you weren't that rich neither did he looked rich from his appearance. Nevertheless dismissing all these thoughts you made your way inside and to say the decoration was lavish would be an understatement, the place was posh with opulent surrounding. Suddenly feeling out of place you started looking around searching for the man you were here for when your eyes fell on a gorgeous silhouette sitting at the corner table in a suit which cost's felt like something you couldn’t buy even after combining your two months salary. Was he actually this rich? After realizing he had already spotted you and waving in your direction you made your way towards the table he was sitting at in the corner giving glorious night view of the blinding city lights.

“Hey took you quite a time to reach” he stood up pulling a seat for you like a gentleman.

“Yeah was just confused about reaching the wrong destination. This place looks quite expensive” you say adjusting yourself on the seat.

“Yeah you are not where you should suppose to be” he whisper mumbled to himself.

“Huh! said something?” you asked not being able to hear what exactly he said.

“Oh yeah that you look absolutely stunning in this gorgeous dress. Just like a feisty fairy” he teased at the end the sentence making you blush.

“Okay good way to start a conversation Mr Taehyung. I’m impressed” you teased at his cheesy line.

The night went merrier than you had expected, Taehyung was really fun to be around. As the conversation went by you discovered that apparently he was a rising entrepreneur coming from a humble background and worked at the library every weekend just to give his friend a company. Every now and then he would crack jokes making you laugh with his oh so intoxicating toothy grin.

“So you are a writer y/n working under the famous author Gong Yoo. That’s pretty impressive” he says taking a sip of the expensive vine.

“Yeah like I worked as an editor for 2 years but now that I have finally got my first big project. This stupid book..." you halted mid sentence realizing you were about to disclose the project.

“What stupid book? were those books you borrowed at the library related to this project you are working on?”

Although you have signed the NDA agreement but Taehyung looked pretty harmless like what big deal will it even cause if you will tell him. “Yeah there is this ancient book something related to dark magic we are decoding” you say in an annoyed tone.

“Well I can be of some help if you want?” Taehyung utters with a quirk in his eyebrows.

“Oh and how is that?” you query in confusion whether he was joking or being serious.

“Ever heard of the term cult?” his voice suddenly growing serious to which you nodded “yeah a little bit from the books”

From there you came to know books that really helped him a lot in understanding the depth of psychology of these cult people and why they practice these kinds of activities. Either its the hunger and greed for absolute power or they have been brainwashed. You learned how they abuse their power by brainwashing others, luring them towards these activities forming a cult. The different practices these people follow and how they are capable of causing immense damage to others. You were left speechless by the time your date got over after which he offered to walk you home. Taehyung was such a genuine person that it truly amazed you why he only chose you, he could have got anyone with his charms. Suddenly a wave of guilt hit you, he literally told you everything about him while you were hiding things from him. Even your lack of dating experience wasn’t favoring you much. Soon your thoughts were broken by him when you realized you have reached your apartment.

“Tae-taehyung I want to tell you something” you stuttered making him cease in his path. “I haven’t been fully honest with you. My-my mother was a follower of all these witchcrafts, she even tried to kill me when I was 8 in the name of sacrificing but somehow I managed to escape that night and contacted the police after which she became a fugitive and probably is dead by now” you managed to blurt out at once squeezing your eyes shut afraid of his reaction. An awkward silence transpiring between you two, both staring at each other not knowing how to react. You were sure he will run away now just like everyone else.

“I’m glad that you trusted me enough to share this intimate information with me y/n” came his ever so gentle voice.

“Are you not gonna run away just like everyone else did at school after knowing this?” you were perplexed from his calm reaction.

“Run? From you? Never. I would never leave you love” his words hit you harder than you had expected as a lone tear made its way gliding down your cheeks. Soon turning you into a sniveling mess as he took you in his warm embrace, for the first time someone has not judged you who you were but rather who you are making you an emotional wreck at the moment.

He will not leave you like others.

Standing at your porch in his embrace, he slowly lifted his veiny hands to cup your cheeks in his palms making you look at him. The shiny faint moonlight falling on his face making his striking features shine even in the darkness, he leaned in for a kiss. Your mind felt clogged up at the moment as you stood up on your tip toes to meet his lips half ways as he engulfed your lips in a passionate kiss. His lips felt so light, so gentle as he kissed you carefully, his right arm snaking around your waist roughly pulling you towards him making your chest fall flat on his hard chest. His touches sent shivers through your nerves, shivers that made your whole body tremble under the fire of his passionate lips devouring you. Biting at your lower lip a little harshly he asked for your permission to which you opened your mouth letting him in, his skillful tongue exploring each and every spots, spots you never knew existed. Snapping back to reality you started kissing him back, knotting your fists in his shirt, pulling him harder against you. He groans softly, low in his throat, smirking through the kiss at your eagerness. You indeed were a feisty little one. Finally pulling away you both panted taking large gulf of air to calm yourselves, connecting your foreheads with eyes closed. This was it, your first kiss under the starry night at you porch, you knew you were in love.

"You know what you should visit that place" he says with his eyes still closed making you crane your neck to look at him in confusion.

"What place?"

"The water well where it all started, maybe it can help trigger some memories that can help with decodation" he finally leans to meet your eyes. You pulled back completely aghast at his suggestion, but could it actually help you? You never thought of it, about visiting that forest again but maybe he can be right, maybe it can trigger some memories.

"I don't know if this is a good idea or not, but we never know until we try. I will visit there on weekend" you informed with a simper.

"I trapped you little lamb" he mumbled hiding his sinful smirk engulfing you in a hug as you wrapped your arms around his tiny waist, completely oblivious of his wicked intentions.

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It was a shiny weekend morning with faint chirping of birds, golden rays of sunshine and moist dewdrops over green grass all signifying a new inning. Today was the doomsday you decided to confront your horrific nightmare, today was the day you were visiting the forest where it all started. There was this heavy feeling in your heart continuously congitating you to not go as if warning you that something awful was about to take place. But you have already made up your mind that this time you are not going to back away from your fears. Collecting every ounce of courage inside, you got out of your car pulling it at the sidedrive of the long abandoned highway rout, inhaling a deep breath to calm yourself you stroll your way towards the deeper side of the forest where the water well was situated. Never in your life had you thought you will be walking back on this high and dry leafy trail again. Life really is quite unpredictable!

The glittering sunrays spreading through the thick woods of forest canopy forming various hues of darkness even in the broad daylight, it unfolded the memories of that dark gloomy night when you ran on this same path for your life. Your legs were moving cautiously as if they had a brain of themselves. The crispy sound made by your moving steps echoing through the ominous forest, distant hooting and howling sounds; overpowering all these was the pounding of your heart. You kept moving with the lurking fear of those events happening again, all of a sudden the crisp beneath your feet softened. It felt like you were walking over sand. Not the dry one - the slimy sand. You were praying all the while, and increased the intensity.

Here, you are standing in front of the same tree, you were brutally tied to years ago. The water well now surrounded with thick mycorrhizal fungus all over it giving a fowl smell, for once making you tremble with the thought that all your siblings were drowned to death in this by your mother. There was a cool breeze which could however not abate your sweat, subconsciously you moved your legs towards the well till it could no longer move any further, drops of dew falling on top of you from atop the trees. Closing your eyes you felt like you were reliving that night again, all the disturbing memory crashing on you at once.

"You shouldn't have came here my child" a familiar shrill low pitch voice called from behind, breaking your memory marathon. Startled you turned in the direction of the voice rather dramatically. NO IT CAN NOT BE TRUE! You must be imagining things.

Standing in front of you was an old woman with an overly familiar face, covered with few wrinkles here and there, visibly grey strands of hair peeking out on her forehead as she smiled at you.

"No it can't be real, she is dead" your voice trembled in sheer fear as you kept on shaking your head in denial. Eyes turning glossy as fresh tears made it's way to the brim of falling, the altschmerz being too strong to hold in anymore. You definitely were hallucinating from being too overwhelmed, you kept on telling yourself.

"Open your eyes y/n it's not a dream. I am here" she calls making a lone tear fall from your eyes as it met her emotionless one. Her eyes seemed dull, deprived of any emotion, they seemed dead like she was some kind of a living corpse.

"B-but how? You w-were supposed be dead by now." you cried out loudly in panic.

"Oh poor girl! Just because they weren't able to find me, doesn't make me dead. And is this the way you should be talking to your mother. See how those outer pests have polluted your brain making you forgot all your manners huh. PATHETIC. But don't worry child they will purify you" she says with wicked lashed voice. Your heart smashed into tiny pieces that even breathing became a difficult task. "Oh! you haven't realized it yet, no wonder you are dumb enough to fall for his words and came here" she snickers making a fake disappointed look.

"PLEASE M-MOM STOP PLAYING GAMES WITH ME AND L-LET ME GO. I PROMISE I'LL NOT TELL ANYONE ABOUT YOU" you stuttered badly trying to form words.

"That you should have thought before hoeing around Taehyung. Now nothing can be done, he wants you" she snaps angrily making you flinch at her rage. Sometimes the truth is so harsh and brutal that you pray for your mind to loose the ability of thinking and putting two and two together. Your heart was begging your mind to not fall for the reality cause it's too painful, shattering and heart slicing. You didn't wanted to believe her words, the thought that for once when someone made you feel normal and wanted was all a show, that Taehyung was not who she was claiming him to be but then what other explanation would you give to this situation. It is not a coincidence, it can't be, it was all planned and you fell for it. Again someone you thought you could rely on broke your trust, you were feeling devastated at the moment. Was it so hard for someone to love you? Were you that unwanted, that bad?

You were invested in your own inner turmoil when the breaking twig sound resonated loudly snapping you back to reality. You saw your mother coming your way with steady steps, a sick smile displayed on her face. Your throat went dry, not able to inhale or exhale properly while the surrounding around you started getting blurrier each second. You were losing control over your body, incapable of balancing yourself on the world that was spinning around you as a nauseous feeling overwhelmed your system. You were having a panic attack, heart feeling like about to explode with each passing step your of mother making you collapse on the dirt. Falling on your knees, you were gasping for oxygen but no air was coming through your trachea making you grab your neck as if an invisible force was strangling you. The woman who was the cause of your poor state grinned upon seeing you this miserable, the older crouches down, softly stroking your hair "shush...don't worry child. No need to cry. Now close your eyes" she coos while cupping your cheeks to kiss your forehead.

You on the contrary were getting in a more and more anxious state due to the closeness between you two. You tried shaking and slapping off her hands but your body was not putting any action on your limbs. Seeing that the impact of the new discovery was quite huge for you to handle, she simply opted to drug you. The older woman sighed deeply, taking a syringe out of her gown pocket filling it with some liquid. Crouching behind you, she carefully removes a few strands of your hair and injected the dose of it.

A stinging sensation erupted from your neck to spread around as a numbing feeling in every inch of your body, your eyes started becoming heavy making it hard for you to hold it's weight. Soft whispers of distant talking could be barely could be barely felt anymore on your ear as your breath evened when you felt your head gently settled on a rather muscular shoulder for an old woman. Squinting your eyes open you saw a man smiling at you as you felt yourself being picked up in bridal style. Keeping your eyes open felt impossible even though you tried your very best, it started feeling heavy beyond your capacity making you lost your consciousness not before hearing a familiar deep voice say "Finally I caught you little lamb."

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A groan escaped your lips as your senses perceived a noise that disturbed your peaceful slumber. Stretching your limbs that made some clutching sounds, your eyes slowly opened to see yourself at a place you weren't familiar to. You were in some sort of a dark room with a dim lights penetrating through the holes, simply giving the structure of the room which seemed to made of hash and straws and nothing else. A fowl smell was filling throughout the room making breathing tough for you as you tried to get up, the sudden realization hitting your senses; your legs were chained to the wall for lord knows how long but you were unable to feel them anymore. Your legs have turned numb and extremely cold. You pulled at your legs trying to get rid of the chains but it was impossible as it just made a clunking sound and nothing else. You were breathing heavily as tears continued to pour out of your eyes. You were scared, terrified out of your wits. There was so much going on in your mind, there was so much to think that you eventually lay there numb on the dirty hay, the dried fodder itching on the side of your face.

Will your mother kill you?

What will Taehyung do to you?

Is this your last day in this world?

Your throat clogged up and heart stopped beating, lungs forgetting to take in oxygen when you heard the click sound of unlocking the door as it creaked open revealing the monster.

"My precious little lamb is awake!"

You didn't utter a word as your tongue forgot the basic words and a stone like obstruction formed in your throat. You didn't dare to look at him, your eyes lowered as you tried your best to stay calm. That's all you could do in this helpless condition. He closed the door shut with a bang bolting it, your heart thundered wildly as he walked with dominant steps and stopped at the foot of your laying figure. You can feel his intense burning gaze on you which was making you more uncomfortable and anxious.

"I must admit you are dumber than your mother claims you to be, I wonder how you survived in this rotten world without being taken advantage off. Am I right? You are pure and untouched?" he seethed on the last part but his face was calm as you glanced at him not replying to his absurd question only to tremble in your place when your eyes met his devilish ones. "Don't want to answer? No problem. I'll find it out myself only. Soon" he snapped making a tch sound but his calm never went away.

"W-W-Why?" you croaked out with much difficulty as you tried to stop the trembling of your body.

He arched his perfect brow at you as a smirk appeared on his face. He looked devilishly handsome under dim light but you knew better what the true monster he is.

"Because you caught my attention and I wished to had you. And look at the coincidence y/n you turned out to be her daughter, making it easier for me to know everything about you. So here you at my feet as I wished to had you. Easy-peasy!" he mused as if he has done something to be proud of, his eyes held that weird gleam of satisfaction. "Let's talk about your stupidity now. You are pretty dumb to be an author. How easily trusted a stranger's words you met not even a day before and decided to go back to the place you feared the most. Huh! But not gonna lie I enjoyed playing every bits of this little game with you" he said with a dark chuckle.

You were in trauma. You felt betrayed not only by your mother but the person you thought you were in love with! The emotional pain was too much for you to bear. You kept staring at his feet feeling defeated and drained out with continuous flow of tears. All your hopes crushing down to nothing. What could be more heartbreaking than this. Seeing your traumatized unresponsive state he exhaled loudly deciding to leave you for now, not before making his words clear to you. "The outer world has polluted you but don't worry I will purify you little lamb" with that he leaves the room closing the door behind him.

There are times in life when your body along with your soul fall in the loop of numb darkness where there's nothing and you don't even know why you're there. You kept laid on the prickly dried hash still cuffed in this extremely arid weather but that is not the thing hurting you, the thing that's killing you from inside is the betrayal. The room was extremely hot, sweat was dripping down from your temple and even your back was drenched in sweat and dry straws making your shirt cling to your body. Your feet were sore and raw red from being in restraints for more than 2 days now. There was no food or water provided to you in this span of time making you dizzy in this radiating heat. There was water dripping from a pipe in a corner and that tipping sound was the only sound that could be heard in the whole place. What was your fault that you landed in this situation? That you dared to trust someone? Dared to wish for a normal life with someone?

You were busy mourning on your fate when you heard the sound of the door opening making you shudder at your place. Tears formed in your eyes thinking it's him again, as you flinched badly you when you heard footsteps coming your way.

What got your eyes opening wide like saucers was when you felt a piece of clothing being thrown on you. Craning your neck up at the standing figure in front of you, you saw your mother with a white piece of fabric in her hands looking down at you. Your lips trembled as she crouched down slowly removing the chains from her ankle with a key. Immediately you cocooned yourself in a ball like position at this unpredictable behavior, trying your best to control the sobs that were threatening to come out.

"Get up y/n and wear them quickly" came her calm voice.

"P-please don't kill me" came your broken voice as you trembled in pure fear.

"Sit straight. I'm not going to hurt you" her voice came out so soft that it had you peeking at her through your wet lashes. You sniffed before straightening up as you saw your mother scooting closer to you. You gasped horrified when she suddenly grabbed your bruised ankle but were left stunned as she started applying ointment on your red ankle. "This is all new to you but soon you will get used to all this. Now quickly wear this and come with me if you don't want him to come and fetch you cause believe me he will not be as nice as me" she threatened by applying a little pressure on your ankle making you whimper in pain.

Having left with no choice you stood up on your wobbly legs from not being used for 2 days and took the white cotton gown in your hands to change into them. You were waiting for her to go outside or atleast turn around for the sake of decency but when you saw her stone cold eyes boring holes at you, you understood that you cannot expect anything from her. So even the idea of asking her for help is like digging your own grave, she is even worse than him. Bowing your head in shame you immediately discarded your clothes stripping in your undergarments and wore the below knee length white cotton gown with some threaded floral designs. After having one last look checking you from head to toe your mother shook her head and motioned you to follow her outside.

"Don't do anything stupid or else even I could not save you" she stared at you for once with concern like she isn't the one who threw you in this hell hole in the first place. Walking out you were met with a completely unexpected scenario, something you could have never imagined, something beyond scary. All this time you were kept chained in a fricking shed surrounded by civilisation, a number of houses made of straws and hash full of people. Not just a certain age, you saw old to middle to even kids running around. This was like a whole damn tribe; more like a village now and the fact that you were kept captive in a place full of civilisation gives the fact that somehow all these people are either sick or brainwashed to an extent where this kind of illegal activity is considered normal. But one weird thing you noticed about everyone was that they all were wearing black dresses unlike you who was wearing white and your mother who herself was wearing a red cotton gown similar looking as yours. Women doing some household chores, no one actually looking in your direction while the kids were playing among themselves or with the sheeps, there weren't many men around but you have never seen something like thing. Have they always been here, away from the whole city hiding in oblivion and how come no one ever found anything about this community. As you moved further away from the civilian houses with your mother, you realized that this place was surrounded by tall trees and large mountain. Coming to a halt when your mother stopped in front you making you come back to your senses as cold air hit your naked legs.

Following her gaze cautiously, your eyes widened in shock looking at the scene unfolding in front of you. There stood Taehyung wearing an all black attire of jeans and full sleeve shirt, infront of him stood 4 young, rather beautiful looking girls. All seemed around your age, wearing the same white cotton gown which you were wearing, singing something in chorus in a language you have never heard before. A few people stood a further away, forming a circle around Taehyung and those girls, 5 rather old looking women of around your mother's age stood wearing the same red cotton gown while the other 3 males wore normal clothes. All of the girls looking at Taehyung with a look of pure admiration, a look of something you cannot fully describe. Was it love? Was it desire? Was it devotion? You couldn't fully distinguish but whatever it was, it wasn't a normal gaze. Your body stiffed as a chill ran down your spine when his eyes caught your figure making you shudder in fear, curling up his index finger he instructs you to come forward.

Your throat clogged up as you tremble in your place paralyzed with fear not being able to move a muscle, your mother immediately grabs your biceps dragging you all the way to where he was standing with everyone else. Placing you in a horizontal line with the other 4 girls, your mother moves away from you and stood with the other red gowned woman. His face held a sardonic smile while the other girls kept on singing without paying any attention to their surrounding, you were confused, scared and lonely. You weren't ready for what was about to happen, never in your wildest dreams would you have imagined something this horrendous.

In came a beautiful, elegant looking woman from the line of red gowned ladies with a bowl in her wrinkly hands, handing it to the monster standing in front. Taking the bowl in his hands he moved towards the young girls with dominant steps with an unreadable expression on his face. Stopping in front of the first girl in white gown he dipped his fingers inside the bowl coating it with the red color substance. Soon a fowl smell hit your nostrils as he runs his fingers through her cheeks marking it red, it didn't take much for you to realize what it was; it was blood. You felt bile rising up to your throat as you saw him painting each of their cheeks the same way while they all kept on singing in chorus. His eyes held emptiness like he wasn't affected by any of this, like this was some pride to him meanwhile the girls eyes were shining with glittery tears; not tears of horror but tears of joy, their eyes held satisfaction. Your heart stopped beating as he walked towards you with predatory steps, your breath hitched as unshed tears started moistening your eyes. A satisfied smirk appeared on Taehyung's face as he stared at you with adoration. Walking up to you he cupped your chin ever so softly making you face him and you flinched as your petrified eyes met his cold ones. "You are mine now little lamb" he mused and patted your cheeks as if you are a bratty child and he is going to teach you a life time lesson.

"I-I'm s-sorry please let me go" you stuttered with large tears flowing out of your eyes. Your words kind of made him angry as his hold on your jaw tightened and his eyes became stormy.

"Say that again and I will cut this little tongue of yours" he growled and harshly let go of your chin with a jerk.

Your heart almost burst out of your chest when he dipped his fingers inside the bowl and the strong smell of blood made you gag. A shrill scream escaped your lips and your whole body jolted badly as he ran his fingers through your cheeks painting it red. You closed your eyes as sheer sadness and panic washed your senses. You thought the things that happened 14 years ago will never happen again but here you are again being painted in red. Your throat clogged up when you heard the voice of the old looking man who was standing there all this time with two more males of around Taehyung's age with him. You closed your eyes more tightly as your body shivered but nothing prepared you to hear what he said next "From today I announce all you 5 young maidens as my son's bride to be."

You felt like your soul left your body. No this can't be happening! This was utterly so wrong.

From there you were taken to a rather large, beautiful looking house than the rest of them present here. Apparently this is your new home where you will be living with the rest of the 4 girls he has marked. Your mother went away with the rest of the red gowned ladies to lord knows where, this place was like another world, a dark world away from the rest of the people. None of the girls seemed too pleased with your arrival, some even looked pissed totally dismissing your presence, an 'outsider' they considered you, carrying on with there own assigned tasks which included cleaning the house, cooking and taking care of there soon husband to be.

"Hey I know it can be pretty overwhelming for an outsider in the beginning. But you will get used to it soon" said a girl you recognize as one of the maiden who was marked today. She looked quite young, younger than you with striking facial features, pretty enough to be called model like in the outer world. "My name is Yuna and don't bother the other 3 they are just moody types" she says with a warm smile adoring her lips.

"I don't want to be here. Please help me escape" you pleaded her with trembling lips. This whole situation was making you hyperventilate, how is she so calm while saying all this, a part of you was telling that she was brainwashed enough to not help you but still you got it try. What worse could happen? She will refuse you or snitch behind you? You weren't afraid of the consiquences anything is better than to someday become like these girls.

"Shush please don't speak all this so loudly. If anyone will hear it you will be severely punished" she said placing her palm on your lips. The look of fear in her eyes just by the mention of escape was enough to tell you that she herself is a victim just like you. So you decided not to push this topic any further and asked something she could actually help you with. "Yuna where is this place? And how did you ended up here?" to which she flashed you a sweet smile to your surprise.

"Oh this place is my homeland where I was born and it's situated on the beautiful bank of Rosia River" she chirped at the mention of river.

Rosia river? You have never heard of it? As much as you know this place there isn't any river or waterbody anywhere near the city. Where the hell is this place exactly located!! And did you hear it right, she was born here?

"So you have never seen the outer world? The people?" you asked her in a shaky voice praying for it to not be true.

"No. Father says the outer world is full of sinners and that we are safe here. I have never seen any outer people except the ones who come to join our clan" she explains further making your horror true. How have they managed to hide them away from the world is terrifying.

"What do you mean by people from outside? How many people exactly live here in your 'CLAN" you mockingly emphasised the word clan symphethizing the poor girl who was living on all fake words drilled in her by those monsters.

"Around 25 families including the Lord Chief and his family whose part we will become soon"

"You mean to say that old man is the chief?"

"Yes he is our lord and Taehyung is his youngest son"

You were disgusted how she was calling such a sick person 'Lord' and Taehyung was his youngest son? Does that mean he has more kids? "Are there more members in his family?" you asked cautiously taking in all the information.

"Aah! yes. The eldest Kim Seokjin, the middle Kim Namjoon and the youngest Kim Taehyung. Also the 6 wives of Lord Chief. You see that huge house there" she says pointing towards a magnificent looking house more like a villa outside the window. "That is our Lord's house and soon to be our house"

"He has 6 wives? Does that mean?" your eyes widened in realization.

"Yes your mother is one of the wives" she finishes the sentence.

You felt like the world around you started spinning at this revelation, all this years she was here. She knew all about this and yet let Taehyung take you away like this. A fresh set of tears started making their way on the verge of falling when you were pulled back to reality by a harsh voice.

"Quit wasting your time Yuna and assign her something to do. We don't have the whole day to prepare the dinner" one of the girl's you recognise as another maiden scolds in a cold voice.

"O-okay but this is her first day. Is it decent to make her work?" she asked in a rather timid voice.

"Whatever she is one of us now so better know her duties" she walks off scoffing at the end.

"I'm sorry you have to face all this at your first day. You rest for now and do the washing of cutlery after dinner" she gently gives you a small hug before walking away from there. Leaving you with your own thoughts of helplessness in this bizzare situation.

Later that day when the night fell all maiden were called at the 'Kim Villa' to serve and join them for dinner. Walking inside behind Yuna you were met with a giant table full of different kinds of dishes, the old man whom she referred as the chief earlier was sitting the middle with all his wives including your mother wearing same red dress in his right while his sons sat on the left side. There were 5 seats vacant by Taehyung's side making it obvious that they were the maiden seat. Suddenly this thought struck you so does that mean the rest two sons are still not married. You took the farthest seat away from Taehyung at the end the table not wanting to be anywhere near him with Yuna sitting by your side meanwhile the girl who scolded that day took the seat next to him. The whole time you could his cold gaze on you but you tried to ignore as much as possible, with occasionally your eyes meeting your mother's after which she would either lower it or ignored it. This behavior of her made you think that is there a chance she was ashamed of what she did but then you remembered she is the same woman who killed all her 6 children. Not appetite felt very little for a person who was kept without food and water for days but the continuous stare of Taehyung was making her feel uneasy, hands turning sweaty and shaky whenever she would glance his way to find him looking at her with intense hungry eyes. Not wanting to stay there any longer you tried to chew down your food as soon as possible. But according to what Yuna told you, you cannot leave until the Chief finishes and so you had no other option but to wait for him to finish.

After waiting for the next 20 minutes the Chief finally stood up making you exhale a breath of relaxation you didn't know you were holding all this time. The constant eye assault of Taehyung all this time made you feel on edge. To your surprise the moment the Chief stood up all his wives left there plate whether they were finished eating or not. Walking up to a the woman sitting on the third chair, he put his hand on her shoulder giving it a mild squeeze and left the room with her following behind. The action made you confused after which everyone else stood, the sons going upstairs while the other 4 wives leaving for their respective rooms, leaving you maidens behind to clean up.

"What does that mean?" you whisper asked Yuna while collecting the cutlery as it was your job now to wash them. She looked at you confused not understanding what exactly you were asking. "The picking up person? The chief?"

"Oh that, he picked the lady to spend his night with, everyday this happens when he honor a lady by spending his night with her"

To say you were shocked would be an understatement, this was disgusting and humiliating. More you got scared by the fact how casually Yuna explained this, this family was beyond sick, they were evil.

Picking up the cutlery with Yuna and the girl who sat next to Taehyung you took them to the kitchen for washing. Apparently the cutlery duty was assigned to the other girl and now you have to share it with her. Yuna went back to the maiden house leaving you with her for washing, it wasn't until the you both were done with dishes that you decide to introduce yourself as you could sense the heavy atmosphere between you two.

"Hey I'm y/n it is really nice to meet you" you said bowed polietly trying to break free the tension between you two. Just to receive a silent treatment in return making you anxious. A few minutes later she finally turns towards you with an angry look in her face and threw the glass she was holding at you. You were quick enough to dodge it making it shatter after colliding with the wall behind.

"What the hell" shocked you shouted a little louder than you had expected grabbing a few attention from the rooms nearby.

"Don't you dare to think you are one of us you mudblood. You are just a whore like your mother, came here just to steal away our place" she spit at your direction in fury. Now grabbing even Taehyung's attention making him come downstairs to see what was the commotion was for, only to become surprised after seeing you boiling with anger.

"You all should be the last persons to call me out because it's you who is sick in head from being continuously fed on lies. And here me loud and clear bitch I never wished to be here in the first place, so you can take your so called husband to be and fuck off" your eyes met Taehyung at your last sentence to which he squinted his eyes in disappointment. Multiple gasps could be heard from the crowd surrounding you two now, a displeased look on there faces. Soon your mother joined the crowd only to become horrified by seeing you in this position.

"HOW DARE YOU!" shouted an older woman wearing red gown running up the girl beside you. "HOW DARE YOU RAISE YOUR VOICE AGAINST MY DAUGHTER YOU FILTHY GIRL" she marched towards only for your cheeks to meet a tight slap from her. Silence surrounded the room as your face turned right from the impact, vision starting to get blurry but no one came to your defense; not even your mother. A few laughs could be heard from the crowd as the girl ran up to her mother with a smirk displayed on her face. Taehyung left the scene to go back to his room sighing on his way only shaking his head utter disappointment.

"Mom I don't want to sleep in the same house as her, I don't feel safe" the girl fake sobbed to her mother with her crocodile tears.

"Don't worry poor baby. As a punishment this filthy bitch will sleep in the impure room tonight. Does anyone has any objections" she asked the crowd to which they shook their head in denial. Your mother too left the place to go back to her room.

It was this moment that made you realized how powerless you were in this situation, can't even speak for yourself. Dragging you by your arm the older woman threw you out of the house only for Yuna to assist you the room of impure. Tears of helplessness was continuously cascading your eyes as you kept on shaking on your trembling legs.

"Hey shush y/n please don't cry. I know things can be mean sometimes but please don't let affect you. Be strong I'll come tomorrow morning to take you" she motioned you go inside a dark shed, as she left for the maiden's house.

Upon entering you were met with a fowl smell surrounding the whole room, scared you cautiously took a few steps forward not knowing what to expect. The place was just like the one you were chained in for 2 days, just this room had a more horrendous odor in it.

"Who are you?" came a weak voice from a corner making you jump startled. Squinting your eyes in order to adjust the darkness your eyes widened like a saucer when you saw a woman a little older than you laying on the fodder in a corner. Her condition was looking pathetic like she hasn't been fed for days making her weak enough to not be able to move a muscle. Running up to her you crouched down to examine her in when another voice came from behind you making you jump at your place again.

"Who are you? Never saw you here before?" she stood behind you tall, wearing some dirty rag.

"I'm kidnapped and forcefully being married to a guy" you said tired and annoyed from answering the same again and again.

"Oh so you are an outsider. So whom are you marrying" she sat down beside you completely ignoring the other woman who was still laying there in pain.

"Some asshole named Taehyung"

"Oh my God! you are one of the maiden. She suddenly stood up alerted. Are you on your impure phase too?" she questions bowing.

"Impure? I don't know what that means." you replied confused by her sudden change in behavior. Then your eyes struck on the dried blood running down her feet and realization hit you harder than ever. They both are on their periods.

"A-are you both on your periods?" you asked timidly to which she nodded in agreement. "And that is why you both are left here alone?"

"Whenever someone is on there impure phase they come to live here" she says sitting down again with her back against the wall.

"What about the essentials? Does the blood runs down like this" now knowing the reason of the fowl smell. They leave them here alone to deal with something natural like periods calling it impure. Tears of sympathy adored or eyes as you just stared at their condition not knowing how to react. You can't accept this, you have to expose these monster who are keeping these innocent souls in oblivion, this is mass brainwashing, you have to help these woman and children, for that you need to get out of this place first.

"And what about their own daughters. The chief. Does he send her daughter to live in this condition too" you asked in anger at how cruel these men can be.

"Lord Chief don't have any daughter, all the royal daughters are sacrificed to the devil in order to maintain our clan's prosperity. And that's what will happen to the next generation of Chief's daughters" she says looking at you with pity. You didn't knew how to react at first but then it hit you as you shuddered at the thought of this question.

"What do you mean by the next generation daughter?" you asked with shaky voice afraid as you already know the answer.

"If any of you maiden will have any daughter."

That was it, you can't do this anymore with a sudden rush of adrenaline, you stood up on your feet with the determination of leaving this place right now. Without saying a word to them you ran towards the door.

"W-Where are you going?" the woman asked alerted.

"Running as far as I could" you whispered spoke to her analyzing the surrounding from the window.

"P-Please don't do this. They Lord will be very angry" she pleaded to you.

"Do you think I give a damn about them" finding the path clear you sprinted towards the door looking back at both the petrified woman. "I will come back with help to save you all. Please don't make any noise" and with that you ran outside opening the door taking the daring gamble to flee before it was truly too late.

Coming outside you were met with a dark surrounding, all the lights to your luck were shut only a few bonfire lighting up the area. You ran towards the right hoping to get out of this place, it was a silent night hence every crunching leaf and twig that snapped beneath your feet made you wince. The tall trees surrounding the place made it look like a maze, you tried to keep it together as much as possible despite feeling completely overwhelmed. You were gasping for air, holding the loud thudding of your heart through your ribcage, praying all the while for no one to catch you or god knows what they will do to you. Your bruised naked legs were strained and your throat was burning from lack of water but you weren't going to stop, even if you had to crawl you were going to escape this place. This was your only chance hence you started running again despite on the brink of passing out. Suddenly you were going downhill, body tumbling and rolling down the steep earth until you landed at the bottom with a loud thud. You were dizzy and could feel little cuts in your skin but that didn't bother you, standing up on your feet you started running again. With each step you took, you gazed hauntingly behind, cautious and alert. Afraid to find someone coming hot on her tail. The coldness increased ten times more and then your ears perked up as you heard a certain sound.

"Going somewhere little lamb" came the growling of someone making you turn behind.

Your blood ran cold and body stiffed in fear seeing Taehyung fuming with anger just a few meters away from you. Numb out of fear or perhaps with the disbelief that raked your mind that sometimes the person lost the thread of reality for a few minutes, they went into such oblivion that the happenings around them fade away leaving them alone with frozen mind. A harsh jerk to your body had your eyes snapping up to meet his cold ones. Slowly the depth of the situation dawned on you and the mere fact that he had caught your tiny wrists in his large calloused ones was enough to activate your senses. Roughly pulling your wrists out of his hold you went straight running towards the deeper jungle. He wasn't expecting that and the next he knew you were shouting loudly for help. Adrenaline rushed through your system as the lights of all the houses around turned on as you saw a few heads watching from there windows as to what was happening. A sudden large hand clamped on your mouth shutting you up as your back collided with a hard chest.

"I have had enough of your nonsense. You need to shut up" he growled viciously in your ear as you kept on struggling with all your will, your arms and legs hitting in the air as he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you up, half carrying you in the air.

You were hysteric by now as you clawed at his hands and arms viciously drawing out blood which earned a thunderous growl from him as his body shook in rage. A whimper escapes your lips when your eyes lands on your mother and Yuna amongst the crowd of people who were just standing there silently witnessing him manhandle you. Tears of helplessness formed in your eyes as soon as he threw you on the ground with full force face flat. Your heart shook with terror in your chest when you looked around to see people looking at you with a blank expression on their faces.

"You are being a true pain in the ass!" Taehyung hissed near your ear as you were pushed on the dirty ground with a boulder of weight on your body. Tears pricked your eyes as you felt defeated, your ribs hurting painfully as his whole weight was pushing you hard on the muddy ground, even breathing became a difficult task at hand. A shrill cry left your mouth as he put all his weight on your lower side almost making you immobile due to his weight. But you didn't give up as you slammed your tiny fists on his chest while wailing loudly that your cries echoed throughout the forest even making a few people flinch at the horror taking place. A harsh slap on your cheek made the other side of your face hit the ground as breath was knocked out of your system making your wailing seize abruptly. Your forehead started bleeding as it hit the ground. Your thick black locks covered your face as you breathed feeling the stinging sensation on her cheek making her face throb in pain. Grabbing your jaw harshly, he made you face him, his nails digging in your flesh.

"You dared to escaped me. ME. I'll teach what escape is!"

His hold tightening on your face to a brutal level earned a high pitched cry from you as you held his wrist and tried to remove his harsh hold from your face. "I announce that I will marry this filthy girl tomorrow making her my only wife. All my other maidens I'm giving them to my two brothers" he calls out earning loud gasps and whispers from everyone present there including your mother. He raised his hand again as you closed your eyes shut waiting for the slap but it never came, so you slowly opened your eyes but regretted the very next second looking at his psychotic expressions. His brows were furrowed in anger but there was this terrifying grin on his face.

He abruptly lowers his face down and attached his lips on your rough lips while caressing the same cheek where he has slapped you before. You didn't dared to breath sealing your lips in a thin line as ugly fat tears cascaded down your cheeks. You trembled feeling his hot breath on your neck as he inhaled deeply, his other hand grabbing your hair to pull harshly earning a scream from you. Taking the opportunity to insert his tongue inside your mouth exploring every inch of it, disgust and shame ran down your body as you felt everyone’s eyes silently watching you being assaulted by him. A strangled gasp escaped your lips and your eyes widened in pure fear as you stare at him moving away from your body, standing up on his two feet he looked down at you with a vicious smirk on his face. Fisting your hair viciously he yanked you on your feet only to knee your stomach with a force that made you wail in pain. A shrill scream escaped your lips as he gave your stomach another hit, this one more cruel than the last one as all the breath was knocked out of your lungs. You didn't even got to breath when Taehyung pulled your hair making you face him and then headbutt on your face that practically made everyone hear the crack of your nose. Despite of all your painful screaming no one dared to come forward to protect you, to stop his craziness. Blood oozed out of your nose and mouth and by this time you were dangling in his hold almost lifeless. He was holding you through your hair which was the only thing that kept you on your feet.

Taehyung grabbed your throat and squeezed it harshly almost stopping the oxygen supply and then there you knew you are going to die today and you were ready to engulf death wholeheartedly cause after knowing your fate was sealed with Taehyung now, dying seemed a better option. Atleast you will be free from this pain and brutality. Just as you saw black spots appearing in your vision, you were drowning in the loop hole of darkness. You felt someone yanking Taehyung away from you causing you to collapse on the ground.

"Son you have declared her your wife now. Killing your wife is not an honorable act for the future Lord" he shook him by his shoulders in order to bring him back from his raging senses.

You just laid there staring at the sky deprived of any stars as if indicating your upcoming fate which lacked any light, your eyes were defeated and drained out of tears. All your hopes are crushed down into nothing. What could be more heartbreaking than this!

You saw your mother's face for the first time filled with tears looking your way with what you call as pity, but all your face held was emptiness as you stared back at her as if screaming at her that this is all your fault or maybe it was just your fate. All you saw was your gloomy and torturous future ahead of you before darkness consumed you.

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