"Her phone is switched off," Irene noted, as she paced back and forth.

Yeri raised an eyebrow. "And...?"

"And I can't reach her."

"So...?"

"So I'm ing worried, you ," Irene snapped, getting agitated that Yeri didn't seem to care much.

"Just chill the hell out, bro. Why does she need to be contactable anyway?"

"Because she's my fiancee."

"Wendy will be just fine. Her battery probably died, just calm the hell down. Stop being so ridiculous Miss Bae Joohyun."

Wendy found herself strapped to the chair in a dark room the moment she gained consciousness. There was only a small bulb of light which allowed her to make out the person in front of her. "I thought too highly of you didn't I?" the blonde hissed as she glared at Chanyeol who was sitting across her on a wooden stool. 

"You were so gullible," Chanyeol smirked, as he ran his fingers through his hair like a cocky that he was. 

"What do you want?"

Chanyeol placed his index finger on his chin, humming and he pretended to think. "You... Just all of you."

"Unfortunately I am taken." It was clear as day that Wendy was not having any of his bull. She was unusually snappy too, feeling more agitated that she was trapped  than feeling fearful of having her safety compromised.

"Yes you're taken by me."

The blonde fought the urge to barf. Instead she rolled her eyes. "Okay so now you may retu