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𝐶𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒-Part 3

Pairings: yandere mafia leader!baekhyun x reader

genre: slight crack, suggestive, maybe some angst but not really 🥴

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warnings: yandere themes, dom!baek, readers not too bratty but she got attitude 🙄, master kink, teasing, some sexual tension, mentions of blood, spanking, there's probably something I missed

word count: 9.3k

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⚠️ this is purely fictional and not how I imagine baekhyun to actually act. If you feel like you're in a situation like this please run and report it. I do not support this behavior.

The past few days became hectic for you. With no outside interactions and no word of your disappearance, you started wondering if you'd ever get to see your family ever again. And with Baekhyun and Sehun breathing down your neck, you knew it would never happen. But that's not the worst thing surprisingly. The worst part is Baekhyun. Calling him 'Master', the disgusting flirting he'd do, the nasty moves hed make on you, and the disgraceful things he'd say to you was by far the worst. And let's not forget his annoying punishments. Punishments such as; cleaning parts of the mansion, standing facing the wall for a certain amount of time, or guilt tripping- though it's less of a punishment and more of manipulation- got on your nerves. hell, he's made you crawl before....

Fuck Baekhyun, is what you want to scream everyday, but that would get you punished, wouldn't it?

Now, as you wander the mansion to escape that maniac, you seem to find yourself getting lost between the halls and many floors of the estate. Do you mind? Not at all, in fact, this is a chance to get to know the place for your escape plan.

Like that open window next to the priceless blue vase is a good place to start. If you take your chance and jump, you could run straight for the trees avoiding Baekhyuns men in the front. But there's one problem; a camera is aimed right where you stand.

You flipped off the camera.

That's fine, you thought, there's going to be some flaw in the layout of the mansion.

You had no trouble advancing forward through the hall, but every passing minute you grew angrier. You thought at least one window wouldn't have a camera pointing towards it. Sadly that wasn't the case. Obviously Baekhyun was smart, he really was stacked in a sense of making sure no one could come in or leave without being caught.

It pissed you off, but then again, he's the biggest mafia leader in South Korea.

"Fuck you." You growled to yourself without realizing that as you kept moving on, you came to a dead end that lead to a staircase leading down to a door. "I take that back..."

Was this your chance? Is this a back door leading to the outside world you've wanted to see for so long? You had to check and see, but not before checking for cameras.

None in the corners, not even behind you. Actually, it didn't seem like there are any in this hall. Did Baekhyuns mansion actually have a flaw? This had to be to good to be true.

"I wouldn't go down there if I were you." A voice stopped you in your tracks.

"Did Baekhyun tell you to follow me?" You growled stepping away from the staircase.

"So what if he did." He shrugged, "Its a good thing too. We can't have you getting yourself in trouble, now can we?" Each step he took brought you to step back farther until one foot was ready to slip off the stairs ledge. You gulped as he leaned his face closer to yours. He didn't seem mad, but he sure didn't seem happy. As a matter of fact, Sehun was more neutral then anything and that concerned you.

"Show me what's behind the door." You finish your sentence slowly as if in a trance. Sehun grinned.

"Its not a place for little girls like you. Baekhyun wouldn't be happy anyway, he rarely lets me down there." He took a step back, letting you finally let go of the breath you were holding and regain your footing away from the edge.

"So what you're saying is," you glanced back at the door before looking back at the tall man with an excited smile, "there's secrets down there?" Sehun rolled his eyes, stepping towards you to pull you away from the stairs, "Wait!" You snatched your arm back, "Can you just please tell me what's down there? I swear on my life I won't tell Baekhyun!"

Sehun cocked his head to the side as if thinking of an answer before opening his mouth to say, "Monsters, y/n. Scary monsters. Now let's go before Baekhyun comes looking for us."

Your face sunk and Sehun once again reached for your arm but you pulled back once more, hesitantly looking at the door that held more secrets then one. "Y/n." He warned.

"Right, fine..."

The rest of the day seemed to go by insanely fast. This time, your 'Master' wasn't too pushy today. Actually, you're positive he was busy with business work since he's been running around the mansion with an angry scowl on his face. You've heard countless of screaming and things being thrown or punched at the wall in his office. Because of all that, you were also on your best behavior to not get punished, God forbid you'd even try that but Baekhyun didn't seem to mind your presence. Well- yours and Sehuns. He was enjoying some company though yours made him more excited. Why? His precious 'girlfriend' was sitting on his lap and playing with his hair, what's better then that?

For starters, you weren't doing it because you liked him, you've found out a way to calm the storm and thats by soothing it. Playing with Baekhyuns hair made his breath steady and the steam from his ears and nose stop. You were finally at peace and so was he.

Honestly, you didn't completely hate touching his hair. It was unusually soft for it being dyed black as night. Seriously, what conditioner does he use? You need it.

"Your touch..." Baekhyun muttered, "It feels good."

He would say that, right when you were starting to like having him around- only for his hair though, don't get it twisted.

"I'll stop." You said, already taking your fingers away from his silky hair. He simply rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand, placing it on his head.

"Don't. It calms me."

You did what he wanted- play with his hair and not at all making a big fuss about it. But this was all becoming boring. Did he expect you to sit on his lap doing nothing but play with his hair all day while he worked? God, you hoped not. You still needed freedom to look around the mansion for your escape.

Got to hand it to him though, he probably already knows and that's why he won't let you leave. Did Sehun tell him? Surely Sehun wouldn't but you can't always trust a mafias wingman.

Speaking of which, what happened to Sehun? He was just hear a minute ago, and you didn't hear or notice the door open and close. He could be doing his own thing though, you've almost never seen him away from Baekhyuns side. You couldnt help your curiosity, your hand faltered its movements once again causing poor Baekhyun to groan in protest. Not that you cared or anything.

"Kitten?" You hummed, "I think its time we take a trip."

"'We'?" Your hand stopped moving, "Im not going anywhere with you."

Baekhyun sighed and whispered, "You were being so good." A sneaky hand made its way to your thigh. Slow movements in an up and down rhythm seemed to only make you realize how stupid and unaware of your surroundings you've been. You allowed yourself to touch Baekhyun, to sit on his lap, hell if you kept up the good behavior you probably would've kissed him. You didn't like Baekhyun, God no, you hated his guts, why are you being so-

"Hate to break it to you, but you're coming whether you like it or not. No ones going to be able to look out for you while I'm gone and you're not very trusting as it is."

"I haven't done anything for you not to trust me!" You snapped, "And I don't need a babysitter, I can take care of myself thank you very much."

The man tilted his head, "I know you're plans to run away, do you really think I'm that dumb? You may be old enough, but I have zero trust in you right now. I don't need your stupid self to run and get yourself in trouble. So... tell me." Baekhyun sighed, "Do you still think its a good idea to stay now? Even if it ends with me finding you, punishing you, or making you bleed for me?"

That devilish hand snaked it's way under your short skirt that was already showing more than you would've wanted. He kept his eyes on you, mocking you as if he was to say 'haha you can't stop me' because in reality, you really couldn't. Your words may have been bold, but you were far from it. The tough act was only a facade, a fear of not showing Baekhyun how scared you are of him. What's the worst he could do though? Oh wouldn't you like to know.

"Dont act so tough." You grabbed his wrist, tightening your hand but his reaction wasn't satisfying at all, just a plain smile. "Bleeding or not, your punishments mean nothing to me."

"Is that a challenge kitten?"

Was it a challenge?

No! You do not want Baekhyun to touch you. You do not want him to have any stupid ideas. For this reason, you got off his lap. Not like Baekhyun was even caring, in fact he still seemed amused with your emotions. He even leaned forward to test your seriousness.

Maybe his intimidation was a bit much, he did have that pretty face with an evil grin hiding behind it. And your wall was slowly crumbling the more you acted up. One step closer to a punishment.

"You'd love a good challenge. But I'm not giving you that satisfaction of doing so. Let me stay, I promise I'll be on my best behavior."

Baekhyun laughed at you, head tilted back and all. Completely dying, "You? On your best behavior? C'mon kitten you were only being good for 20 minutes and I was here the whole time! A month of me being gone would be absolute hell leaving you here all by yourself."

You had to give it to him, your Master was harder to convince than you thought. Actually that's a lie- Baekhyuns a stubborn man and you underestimated him. Still, you wish something could change his mind. It's only been a few days staying with Baekhyun, yet you know him well enough to know what he likes and doesn't like.

"Please, Master." Begging was one of his favorites. He has a thing for you quite literally getting on your knees to beg. And that's just what you did. "I promise to be a good girl. I won't run from you, Master, I promise."

You hated every word that came out of your mouth.

"Begging now, are we? You're adorable kitten, seriously." He leaned over to pet you as he smiled down at you.

"But Master if I stay here, you won't have to deal with me acting up, and I won't be causing you trouble when you're doing work." You pushed, holding back the urge to slap his hand away.

Baekhyun only snickered, "I like when you act up. It gives me a reason to punish your bratty ass." He finally sat back in his seat with his leg crossed over his lap and a hand resting on his chin as you looked up at him from your kneeling position, blushing and trying your best to maintain eye contact.

"M-Master, please..." You muttered, unable to properly think as all you wanted was alone time and a chance to run.

"Speak up, kitten. Tell me what you want."

"I want to stay here...please?"

With only little thought, Baekhyun finally gave his answer, "Fine. Because you asked so nicely, I'll let you stay. But if I get any news of you trying to run, you'll regret you ever asked. Remember; I see and hear everything. Do you understand, love?"

"I understand."

"You understand what?"

"I understand, Master." Oh you just wanted to roll your eyes so badly. These words, though frightening, meant nothing to you. Anything that came out of your mouth was all lies. Do you think Baekhyun could tell? Maybe so. You still wanted to test the chance of freedom. You wanted to at least try before losing all hope. It's your life anyway, not his.

"Good girl." He said, "I leave either very late tonight or early in the morning tomorrow while you're asleep. I'll see if Chanyeol can keep an eye on you while I'm gone."

"Who's Chanyeol and why can't Sehun stay with me?" You asked. You remember that name from the first day here, but you've never met him. As for Sehun, you knew him and trusted him far more than anyone else. Though he's the only other person you've had an interaction with besides Baekhyun, there was something about Sehun that told more than what he lead on, like he was hiding something.

"Chanyeols a guard. But Sehun always stays with me, he's my wingman."

"Sehuns not even in the room with you right now." You joked, "What a wingman he is."

He laughed, genuinely laughed like a normal human being. It honestly made you smile. "Hes busy. Sehun does other things you know."

Other things...

"Anyway, since he's gone, we're gonna have some alone time for once." He began, "We can go out, do something and let loose before I need to leave. Wouldn't that be fun?"

With you, no. You said to yourself. "Sure, I'd like that."

Still seated on your knees, Baekhyun stood up, towering over you as you looked up slightly intimidated by his height. "You can stand up, you know. Unless of course, you'd rather stay on your knees for me."

"Gross..." You muttered before standing up and walking out of the room with Baekhyun hot on your trail. For no reason at all he seemed happy to spend time with you for real and not just in the mansion. It would warm your heart if it weren't for your sticky situation, seeing him smile a genuine smile did seem like something you'd love, but you didn't. Not one bit.

"Let's see," He checked his expensive watch for the time, "We have about 3 and a half hours to have fun then get dinner after. Where would you like to go?"

You thought for a moment, "I haven't been to an arcade in quite some time now, and it's always a great place to have fun and win prizes."

Baekhyun simply nodded and took your hand into his, walking you outside (for what seemed like the first time in forever) to his car. Once inside- and once the driver was called over by Baekhyun- you both were off and on your way to the arcade. Yes it was a bit childish to go there especially when you have the countries biggest mafia leader with you, however it's a way to ease the boredom. Nevertheless, you'll be staying on your toes, careful of what you may say or do.

"Thats unfair! You cheated!" Baekhyun growled, grimacing at how you happily jumped up and down before claiming your tickets.

"I don't cheat. You're just a sore loser!" You laughed.

He didn't seem to get too mad with you, you were having fun after all and seeing you happy made his stomach flutter with butterflies.

The arcade was packed, filled with all ages ranging from young children to the older generation. Everyone was aware who Baekhyun was, that wasn't a lie, and since it's odd to see him in a scene like this, it caught many peoples attention. Though neither of you cared at the moment. You both were so focused on beating the other at multiple games of Deal or No Deal, The Walking Dead, Skee Ball, Dance Dance Revolution, and more. You can't lie, it was fucking fun. You couldn't care less about Baekhyun anymore because it was just so amazing. And to top it all off, the winner flicked the losers forehead. And who was the winner for the past ten games? You, duh. That's why Baekhyun was so pissed, he was losing to you and you were just laughing at him. Hell, you even laughed at him tripping over himself during Dance Dance Revolution and you'd do it again.

"Thats another one!"

"You're way too happy over this..." He rolled his eyes as he leaned forward for you and you held no power back. As you flicked his forehead with much force that a thud could be heard over the blaring music, you laughed even harder.

He held his forehead while groaning in pain, cursing you and the world as he so desperately wanted to punch something.

"Fuck- lets just go to the next game." Baekhyun sighed, still rubbing his forehead to sooth the red spot.

Walking down the floor, you pointed to a classic game; Pac-Man. Who doesn't love Pac-Man? As a child, it was one of your favorites, it's fun, challenging, and thrilling when you're trying to beat someone's highscore. Right now was a perfect moment to play this game. Grabbing Baekhyuns hand, you dashed to the game, luckily no one was there therefore you could jump right into it.

"Pac-Man, huh?" Baekhyun sneered, "You can't possibly think you're gonna beat me at this."

"I've beat you at every other game. This will be no different." Your confidence was over the top for this game. Sure Baekhyun was older than you, but c'mon, that doesn't mean he's better. Pac-Man is skill based, and once Baekhyun slipped a token into the slot, you knew the challenge just started. As he collected all the little dots in just under a couple minutes, his score was already around the 5000 mark. He was so focused and ready to win, eyes never left the screen nor blinked and his tongue was sticking out the corner of his mouth.

You kept your arms crossed over your chest, hoping he'd make a mistake on the second level but that didn't come. Instead he started the third then as the fourth came, everything was much faster. With much skill, he was just about to beat it, until a ghost ate him. With luck though, he still had one more life to spare, but since it was so quick and he didn't have anymore Power Pellets to help him out, he died once again, ending his last life.

"So close..." You pouted, "Yet so far, anyway my turn!" You shoved him out of the way with your hip.

"Princess, you won't beat me this time."

You ignored him. Sure you can beat him, you've don't it before. How hard could Pac-Man possibly be?

Well to put it simply, it was almost impossible. Once you hit start, that's when things started going downhill for you. Baekhyun stood behind you, resting both his hands on your hips as his head laid on your shoulder. You thought he was just watching, but his touches were less than innocent.

"Aw pretty girl, you must really wanna beat me." He whispered, so close to your ear that it made you want to lose focus. You couldnt though, you loved the satisfaction of winning too much.

However, Baekhyun had other plans. While he wanted you to lose, he touched you more. Guiding his hand to your stomach, slowly dragging it down the length of your skirt down to your thighs, kneading your soft skin so you could lose focus.

"Stop touching me," You grumbled. "I'm so close to beating you." What a lie.

He ignored your words and continued. Not only were his hands a menace and a distraction, but his lips on the skin of your neck, were making you sigh deeply as you quickly began losing your train of thought again. You didn't even realize his mouth closing around your skin, sucking small bruises as you advanced in the game with shaky hands.

"Watching you try so hard is cute." Baekhyun spoke against your skin, "Such a desperate girl."

You huffed, "If you don't knock it off, Baekhyun I swear I'll make you regret meeting me."

First rule: broken.

"Repeat that again, y/n. Slowly."

You'd rather die already. Well atleast not in Pac-Man, you're still trying to win this.

"Make me-" You had to rethink that statement. "or better yet, don't. Just let me win, stop teasing."

"I can do what I want. You on the other hand, have to obey me. Keep playing and make sure you don't make a noise. We wouldn't want anyone to get the wrong idea, wouldn't we?"

How could they not. Baekhyun was on the verge of dry humping you in public like a starved teenager and you had to sit (stand) there and take it. With all the touching, your mind was wavering from reality and arousal. Quit the game and submit or win for victory and nothing more. What seemed better? Are you that desperate for touch or being left alone unscathed?

"Thats another life lost, one more to go." Baekhyun snickered against your neck, "Better be careful, love."

You groaned and fought back the urge to elbow him in the stomach. It was the third level, quite difficult but not too bad for your skill. Luckily for you, Baekhyun wasn't as annoying, though your thoughts were more intrusive then before. You couldnt help the lingering feeling of maybe letting him continue on, touch you the way you craved....

No, you had to win. You loved watching him get so upset over something so pathetic. It was funny, but meaningless in the end.

With great concentration, you were able to eat all the dots without failure. Your highscore was close enough to surpass his. The only question was; will Baekhyun let you?

Funny. What kind of stupid question was that? The world decided against you, allowing Baekhyun to simply play with you like a toy. His hand that was on your thigh, now reached for your neck, catching you off guard.

"Kitten deserves a collar." Baekhyun murmured, "I should get one for her. Wouldn't you like that?"

No you'd rather focus on your damn game, you're so close.

"Answer me."

Just ignore him. So close.

"Kitten." He warned, squeezing tighter around your neck you thought you might just lose air circulation.

Game over.

"Wha-"

Ha! What a joke.

The man behind you spun you around in an instant, leaning ever so closely t your face, you thought he was going to kiss you. "I think my baby deserves her punishment."

Punishment...wait- punishment?! You panicked, looking around quickly for any people who could get you out of this predicament, but people chose to ignore whatever was going on between you both. Was it for their sake or did they just not care?

"Its a flick to the head. Not a damn punishment, Baek." You pointed out, "And besides, you cheated anyway."

He pouted, "Are you upset? Poor baby lost and thinks everything in life is fair. How cute." As he straightened himself up, he grinned, "We never came up with rules for our games, I never cheated. Aside from that, You are getting punished and not by a flick to the forehead." He rolled his eyes.

"Thats bullshit."

"Youre only adding to your punishment, y/n."

You stomped away in frustration, clearly annoyed as you pushed passed the man to get to the exit. What turned out to be a fun, innocent play date, ended into a punishment. You shouldn't be surprised, you did break a few rules that you knew you weren't going to obey anyways, but they were dense, completely unneeded.

And as Baekhyun followed you to the limo, it was over for you. He didn't seem frustrated or angry with you, just annoyed and over your behavior. He just wants his pet to obey him and be good. So sure, he's dissapointed, but not entirely surprised.

"Over my lap."

Your eye twitched, "No."

"Im not asking, I'm telling. So get over my lap before I really do something you won't like." He threatened. This time, you obeyed, not wanting anything terrible to happen. Well at this point, your version of terrible has changed.

As soon as your skirt was flipped, the blood rushed to your cheeks, making you heat up at the very thought of a spanking. Sure spankings aren't the worse thing that could happen, but revealing part of your body that you didn't want Baekhyun to see kind of was. And right when he pulled down your panties, you pleaded- no- begged for Baehyuns forgiveness.

"First rule: never call me by my first name, only refer to me as Master." His hand came down without warning, striking you right on your ass. The pain was harsh, but nothing unbearable, "Next, no swearing." You squirmed in his lap as another hit came, biting your lip in attempts to control a scream you wanted to let out. "Lastly, your attitude needs to change." The last hit was the hardest of all, making you arch your back in utter discomfort.

"J-Just three...?" You looked back at him.

"Why? You want more?" He raised his hand once more, but just before he could do something, you stopped him.

"No no no-!"

The hand that once spanked you, soothed the area instead, "You're lucky it was only three."

"You're lucky I didn't punch you for spanking me." He pinched your skin to make you shut up in which it did.

"Careful now, wouldn't want another punishment now, would we?"

You stayed silent, knowing it's best not to say anything in a position like this. Unlike other scenarios, you would easily test him, not for said punishment, for something entertaining since it was the only form of fun for you. Right now, there was none of that, just obedience.

"You can sit up now." Baekhyun tapped the back of your thigh. You quickly sat up, not on his lap- oh fuck no- you sat far away from him on the opposite part of the limo. "You can't possibly hate me that much."

"I do. Guess you'll just have to deal with it, Master."

"Playing hard to get really isn't your forte." His eyes rolled before scooting himself over to you. "You'll learn to love me someday."

Baekhyun wrapped an arm over your shoulder, peacefully smiling to himself as you frowned in disgust. "I wouldn't be so sure of that. The only reason why you're so confident is because you won't let me leave." Pushing his arm away, you turned your back from him, hoping he took the hint.

Absolutely nothing you did would make Baekhyun change his mind about you. What you failed to realize is the beam he had on his face each time your behavior stepped out of line. Something about putting you back in your place enticed him entirely, urging him to love you more without fail. With the exception of how difficult you really could be.

Even so, after a while of being in the car, and after Baekhyuns failed attempts at wooing you, the limo arrived at a restaurant Baekhyun made reservations for. It wasn't incredibly fancy, nor was it casual, but the atmosphere did set a calm and quiet tone for the evening.

Taking your hand, you and Baekhyun sat at the table, still all eyes were on the both of you, either in jealousy from women or envy from the men. And as you took a sip of water from the glass before you, the man peacefully leaned over the table in adoration. "Do you like it? The restaurant, is it nice?"

"Hm," You shrugged, "I like it I guess, but why?"

"Thought you would enjoy getting out. I know how boring it must be in the mansion everyday."

Baekhyuns smile grew, a seemingly kind one that he held on his face. You couldnt help but return it, feeling somewhat happy he decided to be nice enough and let you breathe in the open air.

You murmured a question, "Will you ever let me go?" Baekhyun didn't like the question. His smile faded, not entirely but enough for a frown to make its way on his pretty face.

"Letting you go is too dangerous, y/n. Not after you've met me." He stated as the answer ran through your mind before shaking your head. Not because you were saying no but because you were confused. Taking into consideration that maybe this had something to do with being with a mafia. Do other gangs know you? Are you in danger as you're sitting here with Baekhyun, talking as if everything's peachy? What will happen when you finally do leave?

So many questions, too many to answer, you did not know where to begin.

"Why did you take me if you put me in danger?"

"Other then the fact that I love you," Baekhyun said sarcastically, "I was being too selfish that day at the bar. I don't normally keep the girls I like."

"So for your own selfish reason I'm stuck here because one: I have a psychopath who's in love with me and two: because of what? You're a fucking mafia?"

"Language." He sighed, "There's always more to a story, baby. I just got started." Baekhyun tells you to which you can't say you disagree, there's always more than what's actually lead on. Who's to say, this is honestly the most God awful possible time for him to just dump everything on you.

"Oh please," You scoff, "Enlighten me, Master."

He chuckled a bit before explaining, "I wasn't thinking of the consequences. Instead I moved too fast without thinking. But since you really wanna know so bad, I have made many enemies all around South Korea."

In a few moments a waitress came over asking what you'd like for dinner. After ordering, you returned your attention to Baekhyun before speaking up, "Because of that, I'm now tied up into all this?"

"Exactly- well maybe not." The wine on the table seemed to peak his interest as he stirred the glass in his hand, carefully observing the blood red color with much attention, "I'm truly a selfish person, as you can see." He muttered.

"Youre not telling me everything." You squinted your eyes, "What are you hiding?"

Everything seemed to go quiet in that moment as if people were listening on to your conversations wondering the same thing. How big of a secret could it possibly be? It's unlikely it was huge, Baekhyun knew it wasn't terrible he just didn't want to strike fear in you. Would it scare you though....You saw your boyfriend brutally murdered, this couldn't be all too bad.

"If you obey me, you won't have to worry about it."

Obey... ha classic. Like that's really going to help. You smiled gently, honestly not caring for what he had said. Seemingly quite useless to you, though important to him.

"So I do need to stay with you at all times now." You concluded, "I can never see my family because of your selfish reasons?!"

Baekhyun couldn't say he'd never let you see them anyway straight to your face, it would tear you apart. So he nodded without looking at you, still focusing on his red drink.

"You have enemies who hate your guts, in reality you shouldn't be with me even now but look at you! I'm in danger because of you!"

"To put it simply, love; yes, yes you are."

Great. That's just what you wanted to hear during a nice dinner. If there's enemies all around, your escape will be much more difficult when you're finally alone. Then again, that won't stop you. Baekhyun could be saying all this just so you won't leave, so he can be happy and protect you at all costs. He's saying it just for his cause.

You think.

There's multiple mafia organizations around Korea, most you've probably never even heard of, but when was the last time an actual mafia came into threat with civilians, not including yourself.

For sure nothing and now suddenly there's danger when you're with Baekhyun. Seems sketchy to say the least.

"How do I know you're not making all this up?"

"You dont. But do you really want to find out?" Baekhyun took a swig of wine before continuing. "Think of it; why do you think I have Sehun following me like a lost puppy? It's because when I'm alone, I put myself at risk of getting killed or captured by my enemies. The only time he's not with me, like now, is when he has other businesses to attend to. That's when I need to arm myself heavily in case anything happens."

You sunk in your seat. He wasn't making this up.

"Do I get to arm myself?" You asked.

With a shake of his head, he grinned, "What for? You're going to have Chanyeol protecting you when I'm gone, you won't need to. Plus, you're not skilled in using a gun or a knife." He finished right when the food arrived.

You drooled at the sight. All sorts of food littered the table from vegetables to meat, they were all so enticing. You couldnt stop yourself from digging right in.

"You don't know that." You said with your mouth full, "Besides, I can learn." Smiling to yourself, Baekhyun laughed at how serious you were. "Whats so funny?"

"You!" He threw his head back as he held his stomach, laughing away, "Using a weapon sounds so easy- sure, but going against someone stronger and twice your size is a different story."

"You're one to talk!" Putting down your fork, you glared until her pinched your cheeks from across the table.

"Aren't you just adorable!" You swatted his hand trying to get him to stop. He didn't. "I may not be the biggest of men, but I can defend myself unlike yourself."

"Whats that supposed to mean? You calling me weak?!"

He chuckled, "Yeah. Weak and unaware of your surroundings." He took a bite of his food, smiling in peace as he swallowed the chicken. "Also, you're very easy to overpower."

"Very funny. But I know I can handle myself well in dangerous situations. Just give me a gun and I'll be fine, promise." You replied with all seriousness, expecting his final reply to be yes.

"No." Of course it wasn't. He had all the right to say no, you were weak, you were fragile, you weren't aware of what's going on. Most importantly, you're just a city girl mixed with the wrong crowd. You shouldn't have left your house that day, it wouldn't have ended in a way like this. It's the small things in life that change everything, perspective being very big in this ordeal. "Chanyeol will be with you at all times. Trust me when I say he's a fantastic gaurd, there's really no reason for you to be armed."

"Something could happen. Like he could get knocked down or- or-"

"You really underestimate my men." Baekhyun smirked, "He won't."

Nothing will change his mind, you came to the conclusion, ending off the whole conversation with a groan while picking at what's left on your plate. Baekhyun did not say anything else either. He knew what he did, he won the conversation after telling you no. Still, in the back of his mind there was a voice in his head agreeing with you in a way. What if she needed a weapon? What if she gets hurt? It would be your fault. He had to trust his own words, what he was telling you he also had to listen to it.

Minutes went by, you both sat in silence not very fazed by how quiet the pair of you chose to be. It was peaceful, it's just what you needed after chatting away about weapons and foes. For others around you, they started talking to each other again once realizing you were done speaking. It's interesting how everybody reacts to Baekhyun and you now. Like your lives are more entertaining then theirs, in which now you can properly say it may be so. It's shocking no one filmed the interactions yet.

Moments later, the silent was cut short by a ringing from Baekhyuns phone. The audience once again quieting down, "I'll be right back, baby." He left the table, his shape getting further from you. In this present time, you should move- run and make your leave to an exit before he got back. Yet you didn't. You don't know why you stayed put, you hated him!

Reality only seemed different, your stomach flipped in anxiousness and nervousness as if it wasn't real. It appeared to be the correct moment for an escape too, this only shows you couldnt do it. Hesitation was eating you alive, all you could do was bite your nails as others stared. They could tell something in you wanted to go however, stayed in place.

"I need to leave." The familiar voice snapped you out of your trance making you look up in surprise as he took hold of your hand. That was quick. Its a good thing I didn't leave.

"Already? We didn't pay." You said as you got up from your seat, looking at the empty plates and drinks.

"I'm a criminal, baby. There's no need." Baekhyun dragged you out of the restaurant in a rush. No waiter questioned or interrogated him on the unpaid dinner rather letting him leave at will.

The doors to the restaurant were forced opened as he kept walking through. There wasn't a limo waiting outside anymore, but a beautiful and expensive car that you knew was Baekhyuns.

"You're leaving?" You asked, "Its only 10."

"Aww you gonna miss me?" He chuckled causing you to scowl, "It'll only be a month. Here." Baekhyun handed you a phone and a black credit card, "Cards for if Chanyeol takes you out for any reason. And the phones when you need to call me. All other numbers are blocked but mine, Sehun, and Chanyeols." You nodded, taking the phone and card with a small smile and a bit of annoyance. Of course he'd block the numbers, "Chanyeol should be on his way to pick you up. Stay here and wait for him."

"Yeah yeah." You whispered.

"Im gonna miss you." In milliseconds, you were pulled into a death defying hug, a warm hug to be exact. You smiled into his chest, hugging him back as you melted in his arms. He was warm, and you enjoyed his scent. You didn't want to let go. "See you soon, princess."

Before walking off to the car, he gave you a kiss on the cheek. Oh your cheeks shouldn't have brightened up the way they had, but they did. As the car hauled itself down the street, you were left alone waiting for your own ride as your lips curved upwards. You weren't going to admit it to his face, but seeing him leave made you miss him already.

Time passed and Chanyeol has not arrived yet. You grew impatient the more you stood around doing nothing but play stupid games on the phone, hence why you began walking towards a local diner. No, you weren't getting more food, you were absolutely stuffed from all the restaurant beforehand. Instead, you were grabbing a drink, just to feel something again because why not.

"A bottle of peach soju, please." You said to the waitress who happily nodded with a smile before running of to grab a bottle. Sitting without someone was quite boring you've come to take in. Without the constant bickering of you and Baekhyun it was slightly boring. Nothing was going on except a couple in the corner enjoying their meal, and the workers going back and forth whilst laughing.

Once the waitress returned with bottle, you popped off the cap and took a sip. Yup. That's just what you needed.

"This seat taken?" A tall figure quirked, grinning like a kid who found a dollar lying on the floor.

You shook your head keeping the bottle in hand once the man sat across from you- still smiling may you add. "Do I know you?" You asked, taking another swig of the sweet drink.

"You do know," He outstretched his hand above the table, waiting for you to take it and shake it to which you hesitantly did, "My names Chanyeol. I'll be your body guard until Baekhyun returns." He beamed.

"Chanyeol, huh.... You're more smiley than I would've imagined." You said.

"Is that a bad thing Miss y/n? Should I frown or something?" He joked making you giggle in return.

"So Chanyeol, how'd you find me?"

He pointed to your pocket, "Phone has a tracker. Baekhyun doesn't like when his things get lost."

You made an 'O' with your mouth, nodding your head slowly. "Like a child on a leash." You mumbled. "So uhhh I don't suppose you want a drink while you're-"

"Fuck yes!" He took the drink menu in an instant, not bothering to look up as he scanned the pages for a preferable drink. "You're paying." Chanyeol stated.

This was going to be a long night.

You woke up to the sun shining in your eyes. The day was clear, not a single cloud in the sky. Right when you rolled over however, you remembered why it was such a beautiful day; Baekhyun wasn't here. You groaned at that fact, turning back over to retrieve the new phone he had given you last night. At least a couple unread messages popped up on your screen, illuminating your face with the bright light.

Master: Good morning, kitten

Master: Have a good day today :)

You smiled fondly at the phone, turning it off after reading the last message with a quiet hum in content. Today will hopefully be a wonderful day. Without Baekhyun and Sehun up ur ass about whatever it may be, you can finally enjoy some alone time.

Theres one issue you forgot about. Chanyeol. You can't say you know him well enough for him to be around you twenty-four seven, but since he's under Baekhyuns wing he might as well be. Surprising as it is, he's not in the room with you now, maybe he did know what personal space meant.

"Rise and- oh you're up early." Speak of the devil, "Wow, you really should fix that bedhead of yours." He shook his head in disaproval, causing you to quickly flatten the mess upon your head. "There's breakfast waiting for you at the table. Better go eat it before it gets cold." Chanyeol tells you before walking out from where he came, leaving you, who was still trying to fix your hair, alone in the room once again.

"Hes definitely a character." You spoke to yourself, getting up from the bed and changing into more fitting clothes rather than staying in your pajamas. Since Baekhyun wasn't here, you were able to choose an outfit for yourself. Nothing too short or showy, something just right for yourself and you were happy with it.

As you walked to the dining table, Chanyeol sat sitting on his phone, paying no mind to whoever walked in. Seriously, for a guard, he sure does seem uninterested in doing actual work.

"Pancakes! They look so good!" You rushed to the seat and dug in like you haven't eaten in years. Chanyeol looked up at you in shock.

"Its not going to run away, calm down."

"But they're so good!" You moaned, taking another bite of the fluffy cake, "Baekhyun has the best cooks, I swear."

"Only the best in Korea. Top chefs that he pays absolute bank for and you know what? They don't complain about anything as long as they get their money." Chanyeol said, returning back to his phone making you wonder what exactly does Baekhyun do to get all this money?

"What does he do? Sell drugs or what?"

Chanyeol shrugged, "Kills bad people or," He grinned, "people he doesn't like, but normally he makes other people do it. Baek doesn't like getting blood on his hands unless he needs to." Chanyeol ended with a sigh until he popped up as he remembered something, "Oh and prostitution is a big one, including; money laundering and gambling."

You shook your head up and down, "He also has clubs? Is that just a side?"

"Extra money because why not?" Chanyeol quirked, "You seem so interested in his life, almost as if you like him."

You scrunched your face in disgust, swelling the last bite of your pancake before speaking, "I dont know him, of course I'm interested in knowing what he does! But for the love of all things holy, don't even think that I'll ever like a man such as him." You concluded the discussion, wrapping your arms across your chest, frowning at such nonsense. The tall man before you held back a fit of laughter at your outburst, honestly shocked at your reaction to his statement. He didn't believe a word you said.

"I dont know." Chanyeol squinted his eyes, "You could have a bad case of Stockholm syndrome."

That's it. You got up, and left Chanyeol to be with himself. Clearly he doesn't understand that you hate Baekhyun. Wanting to know simple things about him does not mean you like him. God no. You cringed at the thought. Besides that, walking from the dining room and just wondering the halls again seemed like the best source of fun you could think of.

As if by muscle memory, your feet took you through the same hall as before, the one leading to the strange door at the end of it. Because Sehun wasn't here, and Chanyeol didn't seem to care as much unless you were to leave the house, you managed to safely stop in front of the wooden door, staring at the handle like it would turn on its own. It didn't of course, so you opened it slowly. Surprisingly, it wasn't locked and the inside was just another long yet dark hallway leading to an open, lit up area.

You ushered forward, venturing through the darkness, careful to close the door behind you without making any sort of noise. It was eerily quiet in this room, no creaks- nothing! Just the sound of your footsteps as you came closer to the open space.

Once setting foot in the dim light, the gray-ish concrete floor was stained red in some spots. Chains littered the wall and a gurney was centered in the room right where the light was focused. It was a creepy setting, making you feel uneasy the more you stepped closer. You couldnt help but cover your mouth in revulsion at a strange odor.

A small table stood near the hospital bed, having different medical knives and such on it. Whatever this place was used for, it connected more to a hospital room, but from what you could tell, it was far from that. This chamber was for torture. Chanyeol did mention Baekhyun killed men, especially those he didn't like. What if this was meant for captured victims he'd come to torture? You can't be far from the truth, not after seeing all this.

"You're not supposed to be in here." Chanyeol said behind you, too close for comfort might you add. How did you not sense another body behind you?

"Yet here I am." You spun around, glaring at the man. "Let me guess; you tracked me by the phone?"

"Bingo!" He motioned with finger guns, "Seriously though, you're not allowed in this room. I swear the door was locked." Scratching the back of his head, you sauntered back towards the gurney, taking in the sight of everything.

"So the torture shit...what's it for?"

He sighed behind you, clearly not wanting to give you information but legitimately, you were stubborn and curious.

"If he wants information, he gets it. Or if Sehun needs information, he gets it too. Torture their victims until they're willing to speak." His voice was laced in caution, like he was warning you about something.

"Dont get on their bad side. Noted." You spun around, changing direction to leave the room instead, with Chanyeol following close behind.

"She learns quick! Good girl!" With his height and your- well not-so-tall-self, he easily put his hand on your head and stroked your hair until you shot him a glare. "Short people really do have a lot of pent up frustration...."

"Whatever makes you sleep at night."

The rest of the day went by quickly. Reminding yourself not to take the phone everywhere, you placed it by the bed to keep Chanyeol off your back, hoping that he won't go looking for you. You had a plan to search the mansion in case of a flaw in the design. With no cameras pointing at windows, or guards on the look for you. There's no way Baekhyuns absolutely perfect, no one is. So you began your search on the second floor, checking every corner for any cameras or suspicious devices to which everything had. Doors, windows, even vents. This was harder than expected.

Twenty minutes went by and no luck. He's smart, you've got to admit, but it didn't stop you.

The layout was somewhat confusing. Taking a left suddenly brought you to a library you didn't know he had. It was huge, you didn't think Baekhyun even read this many books in his lifetime, but to each his own.

The shelves went all the way to the ceiling. Each row filled with hundreds of books, most you've never heard of. That didn't matter, you're not here for the books anyway. What struck you the most was the giant window centered in library. You ran over, making sure there were no signs or cameras.

There wasn't.

But- it's not as easy as it seems. The window was on the second floor facing towards the front entrance, a clear shot for any guards to see if you were to climb down. That's why there's no cameras.

Did that stop you? Hell no. You found your escape and you're going to run. Though- not yet. It's about 9pm and Chanyeols probably expecting you in the room for bed.

Tomorrow will be the day. After being stuck with that man long enough, you're making your great escape.

You woke up to the sound of the phones alarm. 12am, it read on the screen. Chanyeol was outside around this time, guarding the place with other men while you were in the room, not even bothering to take a bag of clothes- nothing, just what you had on your back.

The mansion was quiet, the rustling of the wind and branches outside were the only things heard at this time of morning. As you ran through the halls on your toes, you remembered where to go to get to the library. Still no one, not even a guard was here. Perfect.

Silently opening the window, you peered out into the darkness where you saw two armored guards, one being Chanyeol. And since you weren't terribly high on the second floor, climbing down wouldn't be a problem. It depended more on how swift and silent you could be.

With caution, you stuck your leg out the window, trying to find something your foot could rest on, until you finally gave up and swung the other leg around, pushing your feet against the wall for grip. The tips of your fingers burned as you held on for dear life, hoping absolutely no one saw you as you grunted in discomfort.

"At least a seven foot drop." You whispered to yourself, looking frantically for something to climb down on without having to jump from this height. "Just my luck. Please don't break any bones y/n." You trusted your instincts of letting go, hoping your bones were strong enough to withstand this fall.

The grass and leaves rustled under your feet. You were still alive at least, but you did hear a few voices coming to investigate the noise. In a rush, you sprinted in the opposite direction, running without looking back until you were far enough away from the area.

As you ducked behind a bush, you watched as the guys stood exactly where you had landed, confused as to what they heard until one of them came to the conclusion that it was a squirell.

You laughed to yourself before happily carrying on with your escape. This time, you stayed hidden in the bushes. Luckily it wasn't as difficult to leave, with only a couple times a flashlight landed in your direction. But no one ever saw you.

Now that you were free and away from that insane lunatic, you carefully ran from the house. You didn't know where you were going, all you knew is that you wanted to let yourself go somewhere. With no destination and no set mind, you found yourself at a club. Isn't that funny. The place you left off, but it was different. It's not the same club, but it had the same vibe. Drunken bodies dancing on each other, men and woman laughing with glasses in hand. What led you here in the first place? Why didn't you try going home?

Your mind didn't linger on that thought for long, you just knew that something told you to be here in this place at this moment. And whatever the reason was, you listened. Allowing your body to guide you through many close people, many hands grabbing at your waist for you to dance with them, and through many eyes watching as if you were the main character in a story, you landed yourself at the bar.

Given the fact that you didn't know what to do other than buy yourself a drink with Baekhyuns card, the air seemed thinner. Like it was biting you in the back, like you did something wrong.

Turn back, it warned, somethings not right. Leave! But still you questioned what was wrong. You felt fine and happy now that you left. But why did it feel wrong?

A few moments later, after downing a few glasses of whatever drink you ordered, you somehow found yourself dancing on the floor with a random guy. The area was tight, bodies smashed into each other, girls grinding on their boyfriends and girlfriends, just what your drunken mind did to the man. Even you couldn't tell how he looked, your eyes failing to get a clear sight of him, you wanted to think he was handsome.

The intoxication was getting to you, the more you danced the more you felt eyes glaring into your face, observing from a far. Such a thing was just your mind playing games- nothing more, nothing less. Just a game.

It wasn't a game, you weren't as far gone as you thought. Eyes were staring into your soul, devilishly eating you up with faux sympathy.... Sympathy? Hostility.

You had to look- search the room for where those eyes came from and why they never left your mind. Until your own finally landed on a pair of black, twilight like eyes. His composer; calm, sitting cross-legged in his seat, sipping his glass of alcohol with one arm resting on the arm rest. He looked delicious, so enticing, but you shouldn't think such things, not with a man like him.

You don't know why you decided to walk towards him or why you thought it was a good idea to stay in the building anymore, yet something dragged you like a dog on a leash, thrusting you forward like this was fate. Clearly it wasn't going to end well for you.

"Oh kitten," The man smirked, "did you really think it would be that easy?"

And in that moment, everything stopped.

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