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"This is the same place where Aera and Jieun had come." Jungkook muttered lowly as they walked from their car towards the doors of the almost withering building. His eyes went around as he saw few places where the windows must be present getting illuminated by light which was subtle yet visible owing to the darkness it was surrounded with.

"We have come here, but what is the plan?" Taehyung's question must have been asked late but it was a question that Jimin had been contemplating ever since he had left his room.

"We talk to him." He said as he stepped in.

"No matter what we are together in this." Jungkook sighed before nodding at the two older males.

"Park." The gruff voice from behind made all three of them turn to see who had called.

"Su Timor." Jimin voiced as realisation hit him. This was really happening. His mouth was as parched as a desert and he could swear he had never felt so terrified.
But his Grandma was inside somewhere probably unconscious of being tortured by those people.

"Where is my grandma?" Hissing at him, Jimin stepped closer but his steps faltered when he heard the man in front of him chuckle.

"You are very naive, Park Jimin. Too innocent for being a ruthless CEO, the world recognises you like."

"What do you mean?" He gritted his teeth while advancing but Taehyung's hand held him back.

"You actually think we would waste our time to go after your grandmother when we could just fabricate a similar voice to make you come here just like we had thought." He smirked.

"What—" Jungkook was cut off when he felt himself getting lifted off from the floor to see two buff men holding him in mid air.

"Let me down!!!" His shriek gained him attention from Jimin and Taehyung who panicked but before they could act they were being dragged inside.















"We need a solid strategy." Aera huffed as she looked at the building outside the car.

"We can gain leverage over them if we free all the women and children, they are holding captive." Jieun proposed as she fastened her shoes.

"You guys....I am sending you the location of the places where they are being kept. They seem to not have a proper hiding spot. Maybe they didn't think they would be attacked or something. But this makes it easy for us. Don't waste anymore time. Let's get them."

Minhyuk said through the in ears making Aera and Jieun look at each other.

"You get them out."

Aera blinked her eyes at Jieun after hearing her say that.

"I will get Min to guide me to Jimin, Tae and Kook. Just go and get them all out as fast as you can." She said as she turned to leave but stopped before turning around and throwing her hands around Aera, embracing her.

"Don't die."

And just like that Jieun was out.















"Now?"

"Left."

"Are there CCTVs inside there?" Jieun gulped down her saliva as she trodded with a steady pace towards the place where Minhyuk supposed Jimin, Tae and Kook were being kept.

"Yeah...there is one over there. I bet you would be able to spot it. But there are four people inside. I can make out the three of ours among them but the fourth one—"

"Probably Hoseok. Fingers crossed. If he is there then this wouldn't be as difficult as I had imagined."

"Probably..but wait—"

"Who are you?" The interruption of an unknown voice made Jieun halt as she slowly trailed her hand to the side of her hip to stay alert.

"I asked who are you?!" The shout wasn't loud neither intimidating enough to make her flinch. The want inside her to behead every living thing that came in front of her today was overwhelming. The mere thought of the deeds that they had conducted in the dead of the night everyday made her writhe in anger. She just wanted to rip their throats.

"Jieun."

Jieun had to make a choice. Maybe if she would surrender then she would be taken to the place where they were being kept. She faced her doom willingly at the thought only to receive a punch at her face. Her fingers went up to touch her throbbing lip to find moist red blood painting her finger pad.

Her hand went in all out to tackle the guy but she was too much into the the aggression to see that he had already slashed at her with a knife that she had failed to see. With an arm around her shoulder the guy pulled her back pressing her against him.

"Let's take you to boss."

















"What do you get out of this?" Jimin's voice was devoid of any emotion. He was too shocked to even formulate what he felt. The man standing in front of him was someone he didn't recognise anymore. Choi Woonsung used to be his idol once but now he wanted to beat himself up for even thinking about something so remotely contradictory to his actuality.

"Money. Power. Satisfaction."

The answer was followed by a dark chuckle that made Jungkook shift on his seat but the sharp nudge at his side made him sit still again. He wandered why the hell had he decided to tag along in this when he could have stayed back with Rose. His thoughts manoeuvred themselves to the point where Rose could have woken up to find him gone.

"You are disgusting." Taehyung's harsh bite back made Jungkook look at him preventing him to fall into that dark hole of fanticisation that consisted only him and Rose.

"Nothing that I haven't heard before. My sister says that to me every other day. Talking about Mira.....is she with you?"

The three glanced towards Hoseok, stranger to them but he felt more familiar than anyone. He was probably more tortured because of them. He stared at Woonsung with unshed tears clinging to his tired eyes as he shifted in his seat before lowering his eyes.

"No." Jimin's monotonous answer received yet another chuckle.

"Not that I care. She was good for my business. I am just a bit upset that I lost my guinea pig." He said as he sat down on a chair infront of the four hostages he had.

"The deal is still on Park. You sign the papers, handing MYTHE over to me and all of this will be forgotten." He said as he crossed his feet.

"Never."

No matter how tempting the idea of being free and away from the monster in front of him appeared, Jimin knew better than to give up without even trying. Although he had worked in MYTHE as the CEO for a good number of years, the right to sign the company off to someone was still a decision that Jimin would look up to his father for. It wasn't his place to make this decision.

"Ahh—" The long dramatic sigh coming from Woonsung was cut short when the door to the chamber opened. The sight of Jieun with a red slash streak across her left waist and her struggling figure against the buff man made Taehyung's breath hitch.

"Jieun..." his whisper vanished into the air behind the grunts of pure aggression coming from the woman whom he had had kissed to sleep that very night. Jungkook looked at the male beside him with sympathy but the emotion was quickly changed into unkempt anger as he fisted his hands while trying not to look at Jieun being forced on her knees in front of Choi Woonsung.

"What do we have here?" The latter asked as he leaned back on his seat and propped his hand up to hold his chin while he scrutinised the woman in front of him.

"I found her lurking around. Thought she would make a good one." The man smirked as he pressed on to her head to make her bow down. Jieun was finding it really hard to stay calm right at the moment. This was going far beyond her tolerance and the only thing that was on her mind when she had seen Choi Woonsung inside was—Kill.

"Not now. Not now."

The chanting in her ear made Jieun clench her teeth as she subdued the urge to look behind her to check if the three of them were ok. But the hand that was in her head made it impossible. She knew better than to act up right now. She had to be smart.

"I am going to my office." Woonsung voiced, "Do whatever you want with them. But leave Park Jimin. I need his signatures." He said before standing up and leaving.

Jieun was grateful to god for not making her intriguing enough at that moment. The smooth escape that she had planned would go very well if Choi Woonsung would leave.

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