Hana takes her sweet time leading Baekhyun to the old abandoned house.

“Where is YoonMi?!!” he hisses, gritting his teeth in anger as he can’t seem to sense your thoughts at all.

Hana grins evilly and clucks her tongue. “Someone’s impatient~” Baekhyun narrows his eyes even more. He searches Hana’s thoughts for any trace of your whereabouts, but the other seems to be guarding her mind rather solidly at the moment.

The thing is, Hana had ordered for you to be placed away in the cellar when Baekhyun arrived-- He couldn’t be allowed to hear your voice yet. She wanted to see him suffer. She wanted him to see that he was now under her control.

“Where. Is. She?!” Baekhyun growls. This time, he bares his fangs at the female. They seem to protrude on their own accord at the thought of Hana harming you.

Hana, to no one’s surprise, is barely fazed at the sight of them. She leans in closer to her ex-boyfriend’s face. “Listen here, Byun Baekhyun.” she says, threat oozing out of her tone. “If you keep pestering me about Yoon Mi,” -- she spits the name out as if it’s acrid poison -- “I can assure you that the next time you see her, she will be dead.”

Baekhyun flinches upon hearing her last sentence and Hana grins smugly.

“So you understand how this works now? Good!” she clasps her hands together, ecstatic now that Baekhyun looks a lot more helpless. She pushes him down onto the exact sofa you were sleeping on earlier, fishing his handphone out of his pocket -- no way is he getting the chance to call for help.

Baekhyun glares at her even though he knows that it is of no use. “Damn you,” He mutters under his breath, doing his best to inject his blazing hatred into those very two words. *YoonMi-ah, please be safe,* his hands press tensely down onto the sofa’s tattered fabric. *I’ll get you out of here soon.*

Hana tucks his device into her own leather jacket, giving it a small pat. “Well then,” she says. Baekhyun shifts to the end of the sofa when she sits down next to him.

She advances on him though, knees moving lithely across the sofa, eyes twinkling with a mixture of smugness and excitement.

Once upon a time, Baekhyun would have been by her cat-like grace. Even when she acted all dominant like that, he would hav