The tension in the car grew thicker as they approached their destination. Namjoon gripped the steering wheel tightly and both their faces turned grim as the large gated compound came into view.

 It’s too late to turn back now.

Men in security uniform approached their car and asked them to alight. They exchanged a loaded look and nodded at each other before stepping out.

They were immediately escorted to a security bungalow where their photographs and biometrics were taken.  They had to strip out of their clothes and shoes and change into standard issued ones.

Namjoon started sweating profusely and Yoongi laid a hand on his shoulder to calm him down and remind the taller man that he wasn’t alone.

They stepped out of the security bungalow and got escorted further up until they reached a luxurious mansion that stood in the center of a landscaped garden with smaller structures dotting the rest of the property. The whole place is grandiose in beauty but its charm was lost on both Yoongi and Namjoon who felt suffocated at the imposing structure before them.

“Thanks for coming with me,” Namjoon said in a shaky voice.

“I’m here to make sure you come back in one piece.”

“Min Yoongi, Kim Namjoon, follow me please,” a woman in white appeared outside the main door and gestured for them to enter.

An ominous silence filled the air as the heavy doors closed behind them.

Two hours later, Namjoon was on his knees