#it should also be labled as ‘ jeno x o/c’ OR ‘jeno x asian female reader’...im bothered a bit that it isnt bc if smth says ‘female reader’

[theworld-accordingtocasey]

Future me when seein that past me did not at all heed the instructions and actually did the direct opposite:

fearing.

word count: 9,090

genre: angst, romance, gangleader!jeno

member(s): jeno, featuring donghyuck and jaemin

warning(s): small mention of blood, bruises, gunshots, kidnapping

author’s note: jeno has got me in the feels these days

⋆ part of the next destination series. please read the preface for context.

You squint your eyes, furrowing your brows at the somewhat familiar surroundings that you’re able to recognise the minute you make a right turn, exiting the creepy, dark alley. Apparently, your GPS decided that instead of using the main road, it’d rather you take weird, illegal turns through various alleys in order to get to your destination. Your car comes to a slow stop as you gradually step down on the brake. “You have arrived at your destination. Your destination will be on your right,” the GPS says. You shift your gear to park, pulling up the handbrake.

With both hands still holding on to your steering wheel, you lean your body forward, the well-lit, grand-looking building coming into full view. You watch as the doorman and bellboys scramble to serve the incoming customer. You’d be living in a cave if you’ve never heard of the five-star hotel that is owned by one of the biggest corporations in your state – Lee Family Co. As you continue to stare at the bellboy who is rushing to get the customer’s baggage onto his cart, you wonder why you’d forbid yourself from visiting this place. Honestly, you wouldn’t even be seen within a ten-mile radius of the hotel had you not written its co-ordinates in your letter.

You mentally curse at yourself – you’re too curious for your own good.

Slinging your bag across your body, you step out of your car. You have to strain your neck to be able to see the luxury hotel in its entirety, the yellow lighting only making the building appear even more golden than the gold poles that are used in its exterior design. How are you supposed to know the reason behind why you shouldn’t visit Lee Family Hotel, if you don’t even know what you’re here for?

You’re too caught up in your own thoughts that you fail to notice the presence that is looming behind you. Before you’re able to spot the shadow’s reflection in your car window, the shadow wraps an arm around your body, holding you in place. Swiftly, he brings his other hand over your nose and mouth, the cloth in the shadow’s hand that is soaked with the sweet smell of chloroform intoxicating you. You dig your nails into the flesh of the shadow, your restrained screams failing to catch the attention of potential saviours.

Your eyelids only get heavier.

You’ve blacked out.

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