She Begged So Nicely

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"Yoon--gii." You manage to speak, but you are not able to take your eyes off him. He can see the pleading for help in your eyes, and it is tearing him apart. His nails are cutting into his hands, and they are fisted so tightly.

"If you want her, you are going to give me everything I have lost because of you and Yuna. EVERYTHING! It's only fair."

"What the hell do you want from Yoongi!? He's never taken anything from you!" shouts Mark as he takes a step forward. Officer Lee grabs him by the arm, stopping him as Seok draws the knife across your throat for a third time, making a new line. You can taste the blood from your nose and lip. You start to gag.

Seok laughs. "One look at you Yoongs, and she wants to throw up." he laughs.

This time, Yoongi takes another step forward despite being held back by Jimin and Officer Min. Seok lifts the knife and places it over your chest.

"Time for another mark, sweetheart, and you can thank Yoongs for this. But please, stay awake for this one, will you?" He starts to slide the knife's edge across your upper breast. You cry out, coughing and spitting up blood from your possibly broken nose. 

You begin to beg, "Please, please stop. What do you want? Is it money... I can give you money. Please, I beg you, don't hurt me anymore. Please don't hurt us."

'Us? What the hell is she talking about?' drawing you even closer to him, he whispers, "What do you mean, us?"

In your traumatic state, you hadn't realized what you said. He had forgotten you told him earlier you were pregnant. "I, I meant, please don't hurt Yoongi or Mark, please don't hurt us." 'Oh God, please don't let him figure it out. Please don't let him remember.'

"We'll talk later, sweetheart," he whispers to you. Looking at Yoongi, he starts to smile.

"Well, Yoongs, I will tell you what I want since Jinah begged so nicely. I want signed papers of you turning over all the rights to your songs. I want five million dollars, US dollars, and a flight out of the country. Oh, and one more thing, get Yuna here with my son Agust, or I will kill Jinah now!"

Officer Lee and Min pick up on the subtle signs Mark is giving them. Officer Lee calls to another officer just outside the bedroom, "Officer Jackson!"

The young officer looks into the room, "Yes, sir?"

" Get Yuna here asap and let her know she is to bring the boy."

She nods, "Yes, sir. Right away." She turns and calls for two officers to follow her out.

 Using this distraction, Officer Min steps partially behind another officer in the room blocking his texting for requesting a sharpshooter to be on scene as Mark had signaled.

They are at a standoff, but Seok knows he holds all the control in his hand, holding the knife pressed to your chest above the heart.

Yoongi and Mark, along with everyone else, are frustrated that Seok holds the power in the room right now.

"Seok, let's talk about this, okay? Why do you want to hurt Jinah? She has done nothing to you."

He laughs sarcastically, "She belongs to Yoongi, and knowing him, he will do anything to save her," he smirks, "even if it hurts. So give me what I want, or I'll kill her." To prove his point, he slowly pushes the knife deeper into your flesh.

You bit down on your lip, trying not to give Seok the satisfaction of hearing you scream but this only causes your bottom lip to start bleeding again.

Yoongi and Mark both try to rush to you but are held back. Mark is losing control as is Yoongi. They both know they can't rush to you, it will only get you killed but being human their emotions are boiling over the edge of common sense.

Seok laughs at them being restrained, "This is so pathetic, really you two? Do you actually think you can get to me before I plunge the knife into her heart?" he laughs adjusting his hold on the knife to be positioned exactly where it can be shoved between your ribs into the heart.

"So, is Yuna on her way with my son?" He uses the tip of the knife to pierce your skin, this time a cry escapes and he laughs.


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