Y/n's Pov

Tomorrow loomed large as prom night approached, and I found myself in the midst of a crowd that included both friends and those who harbored a distinct lack of warmth towards me—Chanbin, Lee Know, Suga, J-Hope, Hyunjin, and the youngest ones. The flutter of excitement in my chest intensified as I contemplated revealing some significant news on the following day.

Suddenly, my phone came to life with an unknown number flashing on the screen. I answered, my heart racing, and there it was—a voice I recognized.

???: "Hello."

Y/n: "Yes?"

???: "It's Jisoo."

Y/n: "Oh, unnie! Whose number is this?"

Jisoo: "It's Namjoon's number. My phone died."

Y/n: "Alright, what do you need, unnie?"

Jisoo: "You see, in my room, there are some documents in the cupboard. Can you take a picture of them for me?"

Y/n: "Of course, unnie," I replied, my voice laced with curiosity.

After the call, I made my way to Jisoo's room. As I took the requested pictures, my mind raced with questions about what those documents might hold. She thanked me warmly, and I replied with a heartfelt "You're welcome" in our chat. Leaving her room, I placed my phone on the stand, and as I headed to the restroom, my emotions swirled like a whirlwind in the mansion.

The day was teeming with anticipation, and the buzz of excitement was palpable. Friends ventured out to shop for their prom dresses, while others were immersed in their own activities. I couldn't wait for tomorrow, not just to reveal my thrilling news but to share it with that one special person who held a special place in my heart.
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Jungkook's POV

My footsteps faltered as I passed by Jisoo unnie's room, and Y/n's phone lay on the stand, its screen unlocked. I couldn't resist the urge to investigate further. There, on the screen, was a photo of a document—a document unmistakably from Kim Industry. My heart raced, and anger surged within me as I scrutinized the recipient's number, ending with those ominous digits, 555. My eyes widened in disbelief, and my fury knew no bounds. Without a second thought, I rushed to find Suga hyung, my heart pounding in my chest. When I showed him the incriminating evidence, his expression mirrored my shock.

Suga: "So, she's the one sending our company's confidential information to our rivals."

JK: "That... Bitch"

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Y/n's POV

Upon my return to the room, panic struck when I couldn't locate my phone. My frantic search for it ended abruptly when Jungkook entered.

Y/n: "Did you see my phone? I left it here."

JK: "I didn't see it, but I got you some juice."

I accepted the glass with gratitude, but an unsettling feeling gnawed at my mind. Despite my reservations, I drank from it. Almost instantly, a disorienting dizziness swept over me, and my surroundings blurred. Panic gripped me as I realized the perilous situation I'd unwittingly walked into, and darkness swallowed my consciousness. Trusting Jungkook had led me to a deeply unsettling and dangerous predicament.

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Y/n's Perspective

As my eyes flickered open, I found myself in a dimly lit room, tied to a chair with ropes that allowed for some limited hand movement. A sense of dread washed over me as I realized the gravity of the situation. Just then, the group entered the room, Suga holding my phone in his hand.

Suga: "So, you were the black sheep."

Y/n: "Well, I'm not black, so you can call me the white sheep."

Suga: "Ohhh, jokes aren't funny."

Y/n: "I didn't even say it's a joke."

Suga: "Stop. Okay, so why did you send our company information to our rivals?"

Y/n: "What? No, when did I do that?"

Suga then showed the chat between me and Jisoo unnie.

Y/n: "Ohhh, it's Jisoo unnie, and it's RM's number."

J-Hope: "Nice lie."

Y/n: "It's not."

JK: "Are you seriously suggesting that we don't even know my own hyung's number?"

Y/n: "Well, maybe, yeah."

Chanbin: "Enough of this nonsense. Maknaes, do your work."

Tension hung heavily in the air, and my heart raced as I tried to figure out how I could clear my name in this precarious situation.

Changbing said and Left alone in the dimly lit basement, I braced myself for what I knew was coming. The maknaes wore wicked smirks, and strangely, I couldn't help but return the sentiment. I'd been through this before, and physical pain was something I'd learned to endure.

Suga threw my phone aside and stormed off, leaving me alone with the younger members. Their anticipation was palpable, and I knew what awaited me. As Jungkook approached, a cruel smile danced on his lips. The first strike came, a searing blow to my head, and I clenched my teeth to stifle a cry.

The onslaught continued, each hit driving me deeper into agony. I instinctively shielded my stomach as best I could, the pain radiating through my body. But I refused to yield.

Hours seemed to stretch on, my body battered and soaked in my own blood. The relentless assault showed no mercy. Finally, Felix delivered a vicious kick, toppling the chair and causing my head to collide with the floor.

Felix: "We'll be back later."

With those chilling words, they departed, leaving me barely conscious and reeling from the relentless beating. Summoning every ounce of strength, I began the arduous task of inching toward my discarded phone, using my nose to access it. It took every ounce of willpower to dial Yeonjun's number, and after what felt like an eternity, I heard his voice on the other end.

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Yeonjun's Perspective

While I was busy working in my office, my phone suddenly rang, displaying Y/n's name on the screen. I quickly picked up the call.

On the call:

Yeonjun: "Hello?"

Y/n: "Hello, Yeonjun, please come to Kim's mansion. I am in the basement."

Yeonjun: "What? What are you doing there?"

Y/n: "Don't ask questions, just come here."

Before I could inquire further, Y/n abruptly hung up the call. Panic surged through me as I rushed to grab my coat and headed to the parking lot. What could have possibly led Y/n to end up in Kim's mansion's basement?

I sped to the mansion, my mind racing with worry. Upon arrival, I found the mansion eerily empty. However, I recalled the layout from a previous visit Mr. Kim had given me. I ventured into the backyard and located the small room that led to the basement. My heart pounded as I descended the stairs, apprehension gnawing at me.

In the dimly lit basement, a horrifying sight awaited me. A figure lay motionless, drenched in blood. Dread gripped me as I approached, and as the features came into focus, my heart sank further—it was Y/n. Anguish and anger welled up within me. Who could have done such a terrible thing to her?

With Y/n cradled in my arms, I rushed out of the basement just as Jisoo, Jin, RM, Black Pink, and Mamamoo were entering the mansion. Their faces turned to shock as they saw Y/n's condition, but I didn't have a moment to explain. I gently placed Y/n in the passenger seat, securing her with the seatbelt, and then hastily got behind the wheel. I had no regard for traffic laws; my only focus was getting her to the hospital as quickly as possible.

As I sped away, I noticed three cars following me, likely belonging to the maknaes. My determination to save Y/n's life overshadowed any concerns about the consequences that might come from this high-speed chase.

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In the Hospital

As Yeonjun admitted Y/n to the hospital, a stream of concerned faces began to gather. Jin, Jisoo, RM, and Bangchan were the first to arrive, followed by Black Pink and Mamamoo, and finally, the rest of the Kim family.

Yeonjun, frustration and worry etched on his face, confronted the maknaes and the hyung line (excluding Bangchan, Jin, and RM).

Yeonjun: "Why did you do this?"

Jungkook spoke up, defending their actions.

JK: "Because that person sent our company information to our rivals."

Jisoo's reaction was swift. She turned towards Jungkook and delivered a resounding slap across his face, leaving her fingerprints imprinted on his skin. Tensions ran high as the gravity of the situation weighed on everyone in the room.

Jungkook winced and protested as Jisoo slapped him once more, his cheek stinging from the blows.

JK: "Noona, why did you slap me? I did what you or anyone would do for that... bitch."

But Jisoo didn't hold back and struck him again, her words cutting through the air.

Jisoo: "No, I wouldn't."

JK: "What?"

Jisoo: "Because I asked her to send the information to RM's phone number."

JK: "No, I know Hyung's number."

Jisoo: "Oh, really? Okay, what made you think it was our rival's number?"

JK: "Well, our rival's number ends with 555."

Jisoo slapped him once more, leaving Jungkook bewildered.

JK: "Noona, stop it. What did I do wrong?"

Jisoo: "Namjoon, what number does your phone number end with?"

RM: "555."

The revelation left both the maknaes and the hyung line in shock.

Jisoo then walked toward Suga and delivered a stinging slap to his face.

Jisoo: "I told you to be in charge of them, and you let them do this."

Lisa, who had been trembling with emotion, couldn't contain her anger any longer. She stood up, walked over to Jungkook, and slapped him. Jungkook didn't resist; he knew he was in the wrong. Lisa held his collar and unleashed her frustration.

Lisa: "Who gave you the permission to touch her, huh? Tell me who. Did Y/n give you permission to touch or beat her? Did her father or her mother give you all permission to touch her? Okay, leave them all. Did her husband give you permission to touch her? Are you all friends or siblings to her? You have no right to touch her! What did she ever do to you? Tell me, Jungkook, tell me."

Silence hung heavily in the room as Lisa's words reverberated. When the doctor emerged from the ICU, Yeonjun hurried to him, anxious to hear the news about Y/n's condition.

The doctor's words hung heavily in the air, casting a pall of shock and concern over the room.

Doctor: "Well, it's kind of critical, but we will try to save her and her baby."

Yeonjun, unable to contain his astonishment, questioned the doctor's statement.

Yeonjun: "Baby?"

Doctor: "Yes, she is two weeks pregnant. They both are in critical condition due to blood loss, but don't worry, we will do our best to save them."

With that, the doctor left the room, leaving everyone in a state of disbelief. The revelation that Y/n was not only critically injured but also carrying a child sent shockwaves through the group.

Yeonjun's eyes turned red with a mix of emotions as he turned to face the maknaes, his voice trembling with a warning.

Yeonjun: "If anything happens to her or our baby, you all will not be alive."

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on them all as they grappled with the consequences of their actions and the uncertain fate of their friend and her unborn child.

TO BE COUNTINUED

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Did you all like this chapter ,well hope you liked it, and I think this will end soon, after I complete this story I will publish a new story, so I guess I will update soon and pray for yn, love y'all ❤💓💕💖💞❣️