Bo Ryung's moist breath tickled the your ear as she leaned in close, the cold metal of the knife pressed warningly against your throat. "You're a foolish little girl, aren't you?" the kidnapper purred, her Korean accent thick and seductive.

You trembled, your heart racing with fear as Bo Ryung's hand began to caress your thigh, moving upward beneath your short skirt. "Please... I don't have any money," you stammered, your voice shaking.

Bo Ryung chuckled low in her throat, her fingers tracing the curve of your hip. "Oh, but you tried to take what wasn't yours, didn't you? You think you can outsmart my boyfriend, the great drug lord Rak?" Her grip tightened on the knife. "I don't think so."

You whimpered, trying to squirm away from the touch you found both terrifying Bo Ryung's eyes gleamed with a predatory light as she noticed the your breathing quicken, your body responding to her despite the danger.

You bit your lip, tears pricking at your eyes as Bo Ryung's skilled fingers teased you. You felt a illicit thrill of excitement, hating herself for it. "P-please, I'll give back whatever you want, just let me go!" *you begged.

Bo Ryung laughed again, a soft, wicked sound. "Oh, I think I'll keep you a while longer. You see, my boyfriend has a bit of a problem with loyalty... and I need a new plaything while he's distracted with his business dealings."