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[a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this]

𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒏;

name: choi soo bin

hometown:

birthday (y/m/d): 2000.12.05

age: 18

role: boss, spy, hacker, the eyes

code name: soobin

code number: 120500

boss: the person who leads or commands or group or organization

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor

hacker: a person who uses computers to gain unauthorized access to data

the eyes: look at or watch closely or with interest

criminal record;

gang violence

gang activities

hacking (surveillance cameras, government systems)

trespassing

1st 2nd & 3rd-degree murder

aggravated assault

accessory to murder

left crime scene

𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒏;

name: choi yeon jun

hometown: bundang-gu, seongnam city, gyeonggi-do, south korea

birthday (y/m/d): 1999.09.13

age: 18

role: spy, distraction, assassin, capture

code name: yeonjun

code number: 091399

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor. 

distraction: a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

capture: take into one’s possession or control by force. 

criminal record;

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

trespassing

grand theft

assault & battery

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

𝒃𝒆𝒐𝒎𝒈𝒚𝒖;

name: choi beom gyu

hometown: daegu, south korea

birthday (y/m/d): 2000.03.13

age: 19

role: spy, assassin, arsonist

code name: beomgyu

code number: 031300

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor.

assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons.

arsonist: the criminal act of deliberately setting fire to property. 

criminal record;

gang activity

gang violence

1st 2nd & 3rd-degree murder

arson

torture

attempted murder (government officials)

grand theft auto

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to hacking (government)

accessory to grand theft

𝒕𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏;

name: kang tae hyun

hometown:

birthday (y/m/d): 2002.02.05

age: 17

role: spy, assassin, seducer, torture

code name: taehyun

code number: 020502

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor 

 assassin: a murderer of an important person in a surprise attack for political or religious reasons

seducer: someone that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else

torture: the action or practice of inflicting severe pain on someone as a punishment or to force them to do or say something, or for the pleasure of the person inflicting the pain

criminal record;

gang activities

gang violence

blackmail

grand theft

arson

assault & battery

attempted murder

attempted grand theft

attempted assault

attempted assault & battery

attempted arson

accessory to murder

accessory to grand theft

left the crime scene

𝒉𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒂𝒊;

name: kai kamal heuning

hometown: honolulu, hawaii, usa

birthday (y/m/d): 2002.08.14

age: 16

role: spy, sniper, translator, lure

code name: heuningkai

code number: 081402

spy: a person who secretly collects and reports information on the activities, movements, and plans of an enemy or competitor

sniper: a person who shoots from a hiding place, especially accurately and at long range

translator: listen at or hear closely or with interest

lure: tempt to do something or to go somewhere, especially by offering some form of reward

criminal record;

gang activity

gang violence

1st & 2nd-degree murder

attempted murder

attempted assault

torture

left crime scene

trespassing

accessory to murder

accessory to theft

Married To Mr Choi - TXT Series

Please read the Masterlist before continuing ahead with the chapter. (Check the warnings and read the interlude before reading the first chapter. Thank you)

Chapter 1: 

Every young girl dreams of her moment, the one where she drapes a sweet pearl gown over her figure and the sparkiest diamond headpiece over the crow of her head. Some even go as far as filling the grooms place with their ever-growing recent crush they have over the boy next door or their special friend in nursery.

Even I had those thoughts, me being the pride and joy of my family, the youngest girl -the only girl- in my house. The house of Tesoro, or Treasure in other words. Noble, famous, and extremely rich. Surely my moment in the snow gown and tiara would be the talk of the century? My marriage would be to the one I find, my soulmate, the true love and my prince that would save me from the towers I was locked in.

But as I stand here in front of my reflection, I didn’t feel any of the infatuations that I had as a young girl. No giddy or jittering feeling at the silky lace skin I wore over my own.

“What do you think of this one?”

“I don’t like it.”

A loud sigh sounded from behind me, she wasn’t even trying to hid it. The frustration dripping from between her teeth.

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dang this is amazing havent read something like this in a while

It was like one moment you were at home, comfortable, safe, and the next moment it was all taken away.

"Soobin?", his name comes out shakily, you risk a glance up and in his direction, trying to ignore the chaos that's become your living room, trying to not look at the people who don't belong.

"Ah-Ah-Ah...", a voice scolds you, snapping your attention away from your boyfriend, "Look at me."

Reluctantly, you obey, swallowing and feeling your insides trembling as your legs felt like they weren't going to hold you up much longer.

The male grins at you, fingering the baseball bat he held in one hand as the other ran through his hair to push it out of his eyes.

"Now, I'm asking you again...Where's the money?", he asks you.

Again, you wanted to look at Soobin. What money? Who were these guys? Why were they doing this?

"I-I don't know what you're talking about.", you tell him again, feeling the tears run silently and warm down your cheeks, you're shaken up and frustrated.

He chuckles but it's not because the situation is funny, he's getting tired of you giving the same answer.

"Do I look dumb to you?", he questions you, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

You couldn't help it, you looked at your boyfriend, "Soobin? Please, what is he talking about?", you plead.

"I told you-...", you gasped, flinching as you felt the wood of the bat touch your cheek to direct your attention back to the male that was questioning you, "to look at me. Not him.", he sighs, quickly losing patience.

Soobin seemed to finally snap out of it a bit as you were being threatened more seriously, the bat still resting against your cheek. "Don't touch her! Don't-Ahh!", Soobin groans in pain and all you wanted was to run to him, tell him the hurt will go away, to tell him you're okay.

One of the males had punched Soobin in the stomach after he spoke up, "Don't speak unless you want your pretty little girlfriends face messed up.", he warns him.

"Easy, Taehyun.", the male with the bat tells the one who just hit Soobin.

Taehyun, with his permanently amused eyes, like he always had a joke of his own that he was playing.

You heard your boyfriend let out a labored breath and you knew he was in pain.

Your tears were running onto the bat and he finally moved it from your cheek, throwing it to the floor unexpectedly, the noise of it clattering made you flinch. "Wha-What are...", you were struggling to speak now.

"Get her, Yeonjun.", Taehyun chuckles.

Yeonjun. The one with the bat. The one with the dark eyes that seemed to stare right through you. The one that seemed to be the leader of these four men.

Yeonjun steps closer, each of his hands going to press to the wall on each side of your head, his arms a cage to trap you in the little space with your back to the wall.

"You've got good taste, Soobin.", Yeonjun says, head tilted, looking down on you the whole time.

You had been warned to not look at your boyfriend and you were obeying, and Soobin had been warned to not fight or speak up on your behalf and it seemed he was going to obey.

This hurt you.

Soobin was taller than these men, these strangers that he must know, and he was doing nothing to try and protect you, doing nothing to try and fight for you. He stayed meek, one of them holding the collar of his shirt as he stared at the floor, too ashamed to even look up.

Feeling your lower lip quiver, a meek little noise that reminded you of a mouse left your lips as Yeonjun pressed one of his hands to your cheek, his whole hand gripping the lower half of your face, almost squishing your lips into a pout.

"Tell me...where...the...money is.", he whispers, all the while bringing his face lower to yours.

Soobin! Soobin! SOOBIN! Help me!

Your mind was screaming it.

But he never moved or made a sound, not even when Yeonjun pressed his lips to your own quivering ones.

"I-I...don't k-know. Please. Idon'tknow.", it all came out at once, the sound of your heart drumming in your ears so loud you couldn't even hear your own frightened voice.

Yeonjun scoffed and then growled, his grip on your face tightened and you whimpered. He kept his hold on you, pulling and slamming the back of your head against the wall.

Your hands were useless at your sides, making you feel like a doll, a toy, and this child was angry and going to tear you apart. You had to blink the stars from your eyes.

"I'm two men, hm?", Yeonjun breathes, "One man is very kind. I'll help old ladies cross the street. The other man is impatient. And I'm tired of playing this game. Where is the fucking money?"

The question that left his lips caused spittle to fly onto your face.

There was a click, but you were too overwhelmed to see the switchblade that Yeonjun had opened.

"I DON'T KNOW!", you plead, telling him again, you don't know what the fuck is going on.

Finally you became aware of the knife but only as you felt the blade gliding underneath the curve of your breast, snagging along the fabric of your shirt.

Yeonjun's eyes looked hungry as he traced your breasts, your chest heaving in fear, and to your shame, as the blade of the knife circled your nipple your body betrayed you, your hardened nipples showing through your shirt. The sight of you made him chuckle.

"How does it feel?", he asks in a low tone, "That big puppy of yours is doing nothing to stop this."

Your head turned away, looking at Soobin who wasn't even looking at you, his stare on the floor like all the answers were in the carpet.

"Please-Ahh!", Yeonjun groped your chest, his tongue poking out of his lips as his dark eyes stayed amused.

"OKAY! OKAY! STOP!", Soobin begged, all of you snapping your gaze to the big male.

In your mind it was too late for him to speak up now, he's already let whatever this is go too far.

"I don't have the money. Not right now.", he confesses.

Yeonjun stands up straighter but doesn't step away from you. "And? You borrowed that money six months ago." He remembers how desperate Soobin seemed and his promises to return it, Yeonjun's gang was generous but wasn't to be messed with.

Soobin finally looks up, his eyes going over your hurt and confused expression before looking to Yeonjun, "I'm trying to save up to get it back to you. But...I...bought something.", he confesses, refusing to look at you again.

This peaked Yeonjun's interest, "What did you buy?", he asks.

Soobin licks his lips, embarrassed, nervous, "A ring..."

A ring. An engagement ring. Soobin was going to propose to you after having been together these two years.

He wanted to marry you but he kept secrets from you like this? He was in debt to a gang? He wasn't going to stand up and protect you? This is the kind of man wanting to marry you.

Yeonjun couldn't help himself, he laughed, mocking, "A ring. For this little girl, no doubt."

His dark eyes scanned you again but it was your turn to stare at the floor.

"That's very sweet. A proper love story.", Yeonjun continues, "But you've really fucked up, Soobin. How do you expect to pay us?"

Again, your boyfriend was at a loss for words and it made Yeonjun sigh.

"You have one week.", he tells him.

One week.

Until what?

They come back?

They take payment another way?

How much money did he owe?

Why would he do this?

Too many questions ran through your head, you snapped out of it as you tensed up again, Yeonjun pressing his lips to the top of your head.

"This was fun.", he hums, "I'll see you soon, pretty girl."

You could feel the mocking gaze of all of them, especially Yeonjun. They all saw how meek Soobin became and how that's the man who wanted to marry you.

(I'm literally the worst. I'm sorry about lack of posts and writing. Work keeps me busy and too tired to think about posting most times.)