Captured

Captured (3) - The Victor’s Smile

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"Ugh…"

When I regained consciousness, the man was already sitting in front of me, resting his chin on his hand as if he had been waiting for me to wake up.

"Honey badger girl, if you dare to say something unnecessary again…"
"I can put you right back to sleep as many times as I want."

"Ah, f*cking hell…"

I clenched my teeth and glared at him.

"Ah, f*ck? What was that?"
"Maybe I should have put you into a deeper sleep instead…?"

The man flashed a sharp grin, revealing his fangs. It seemed like I had only been unconscious for a short while because the bite on my neck still stung vividly. I glanced at him warily and shook my head.

"Alright, alright, I’ll be quiet… just stop."


The awkward silence returned. I hated silence.

How long was this Yoongi guy going to take? Was DNA analysis supposed to take this long? Someone hurry up and confirm my identity already!

After being chained up for hours, even dozing off here and there, my shoulders and arms were starting to ache like crazy.

"Uh… King Cobra, big bro…?"

"Don’t talk to me."

"No, but listen—"

"Huh? I said don’t talk to me."

"Just one thing… please…"

I pleaded.

"What is it?"

"My arms are going numb. Can you loosen the chains a little…?"

"Nope."

"Come on, I can’t even shift right now, and even with my human strength, there’s no way I can overpower you. Just let me move a little. I promise I’ll behave…"


The man studied me in silence, seemingly considering my words.

"Hmm. Fine. But only if you take one more shot."

"What?"

The man walked over to the corner of the room and dragged a trolley toward me.

Inside, there were several vials and syringes filled with different drugs.

"The effects of the transformation-blocking drug are about to wear off…"
"And I really hate honey badgers. If I have to see you in that form, I’d rather…"

What the hell…?

"Oh, hell no, I don’t want that either!"

"Then you choose. Take the shot and get the chains off, or stay as you are."

Goddamn it, he’s really pissing me off…!!

Just as we were bickering—

Creak—

The iron door swung open, and that pale-faced guy from earlier, Yoongi, stepped inside.

"Oh! White-haired big bro!!! Did you finally get some results?"

I shouted excitedly at the man I had been waiting for.

Yoongi frowned, as if annoyed by my loud voice, and casually scratched his ear before speaking in a low voice.

"Let her go."

He didn’t even bring the file. He just walked in and immediately told them to release me.

"Yoongi-hyung? What? You seriously want me to let her go?"

The man looked completely bewildered.

"Just take off the cuffs."

"Wait… Who even is she? She’s still a honey badger, isn’t she? And besides, back then…"

"Just unlock her first. I’ll explain after."

The man turned back to look at me.

I smirked and licked my upper lip.

See? I told you.

It was the smile of a victor.