Jeonghan slammed his car door shut and walked up to the front door of his father's mansion. He was pissed off. His father had called as soon as their jet grounded at the Yoon's private airstrip. All Joong-Lee said was to come straight to the mansion or else.
Jeonghan had said goodbye to his friends before driving off. He had tried to call Sayeon, but she didn't pick up, nor did she respond to any of his messages. He was worried that something may have happened. He couldn't even get ahold of Kai, and he was with her last night. Jeonghan didn't bother asking Joshua. He had too much on his plate and didn't want him to worry about anything.
A security guard opened the front door, and Jeonghan walked straight in, not bothering to say thank you. His mind was on one person, and that was his girl. It was close to 6 pm, the sun disappearing for the day.
Yoonah looked up from vacuuming the carpet when she heard footsteps. "Jeonghan!"
Jeonghan stopped and looked over at her and smiled. "Annyeong, Yoonah."
Yoonah turned off the vaccum and walked over to him. "I'm so glad you're here." She wasn't allowed to tell him about Sayeon, Joong-Lee's rule.
Jeonghan nodded his head. "Where is he?"
Yoonah started playing with her hands, nervous about what was going to happen. "He's - he's in the basement."
Jeonghan looked over in the direction of the basement and nodded. "Thanks."
Yoonah watched him walk down the long hallway, the door to the basement at the end. He opened the door and went through, closing the door behind him. She exhaled, placing her hand over her heart.
"Yoonah. Go get her and bring her down here, now." Daehyun ordered.
Yoonah turned around to face him, bowing her head. Daehyun watched her go up the stairwell to get Sayeon. He smirked. "Make sure she wears that dress that Mr. Yoon picked out."
"Yes, sir."
Sayeon stared out the window in her room, leaning against the wall. The sun had just set, and the moon was high in the sky. She sighed, wondering how long she was going to be locked in this room. Jeonghan and Kai must be worrying about her since she didn't have her cell phone on her. Jeonghan should be back now. She took a deep breath and exhaled, running her hand through her hair.Knock, knock.
Sayeon turned her head towards the door. "Come in."
She watched the door knob turn, clicking as it unlocked. Yoonah poked her head in and smiled, opening the door wider sonshe can come on. "Hello again, Ms. Hong."
Sayeon smiled at her. "Hello, Yoonah."
Yoonah walked to the center and clasped her hands together. "Mr. Yoon requests your presence right now."
Sayeon tilted her head. "Hm, okay. What does he want?"
Yoonah gave her a small smile. "He wants you to wear that black dress that he sent up earlier. Do you need help, or are you able to do it yourself?"
Sayeon stared at the short dress handing on the back of the closet door. She sighed. "I can get dressed myself. Give me 5 minutes."
Yoonah bowed her head and walked out to give her privacy. Sayeon slowly walked over to the closet and grabbed the dress. She was disgusted when Daehyun had unexpectedly showed up and tossed her the dress before slamming her door shut.
"Fuck." She said to herself, walking into the bathroom and changing into the dress. Once done, she stared at herself in the mirror. It was the shortest dress she has ever worn. A black, bodycon dress. Why in the world does Joong-Lee want her to wear this?
She sighed. Sayeon went over to the front door and slipped on the heels that Daehyun had left. She slipped them on and opened the door. She didn't see Yoonah. Sayeon stepped out, closing the door behind her.
"Ah, just in time. I was about to come in, whether you were dressed or not." A low voice said.
She turned her head to see Seungmin walking down the hall, a smirk on her face. She wrapped her arms around her body, feeling uncomfortable with him eyeing her up and down. "You are a pig." She sneered out.
Seungmin chuckled. "How could I not check you out when there's a sexy gal standing in front of me. Come, he's waiting for you."
Sayeon rolled her eyes and walked past him, dodging his hand that was about to grab her arm. "Don't touch me. Ever."
The two walked down the hall and down the stairs. Daehyun was waiting at the bottom, arms crossed. Yoonah was next to him, her head bowed. Sayeon and Seungmin reached the main level. Daehyun smiled.
"Leave us, Yoonah. You, follow me." Daehyun turned and walked towards the basement door, with Sayeon and Seungmin following. Yoonah stared at them, a tear falling down her face. She knew what was going to occur but couldn't say or do anything. She took a deep breath and went to grab her belongings so she could leave quickly.
The three were near the basement door. Daehyun opened the door and walked through, going down the stairs. Sayeon hesitated. There was little light, barely enough to see the steps. She prayed that she wouldn't trip.
"Go." Seungmin said.
She rolled her eyes and walked down. Once they made it to the bottom, a hand grabbed her arm roughly.
She turned around, ready to punch him, but his hand caught her wrist. "Unhand me, right now." Sayeon sneered.
"Sorry, boss's orders, miss. Now let's go." Seungmin had ahold of her upper arm and dragged her along.
Sayeon took in her surroundings. Right now, they were in a big spacious room. A few doors line the walls, with some pictures hanging between the doors. On the other side of the room, fancy cars were parked. Her eyes widened, staring at all the cars. Daehyun stopped in front of a door and pulled out his phone. He made a quick call.
"We are here." He hung up and leaned his back against the wall, crossing his arms.
"What are we doing?" Sayeon whispered.
"Waiting for the boss. Shouldn't be long."
It wasn't long until a loud voice shouted out behind the door. That voice was Joong-Lee's.
"Bring her in!"

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My One And Only || Jeonghan
FanfictionHong Sayeon spent her childhood years hanging out with her brother, Joshua, and his best friend, Jeonghan. Sayeon and Jeonghan's relationship was a brother-sister bond at first, but both realize it may be more than that. One incident changed everyt...