My heart skipped a beat.

I had to be hearing things. There was no possible way I was hearing Jungkook's panicked voice on the other end of the phone. There was no possible way-

"Y/N!? Are you there!?"

Fresh tears instantly pooled in my eyes. There was that voice again, calling out to me. It was as if just hearing his voice, real or not, undid me. I pressed the phone closer against my ear as if that could make me feel him through the phone.

"Jungkook..." I whispered in desperation.

"Oh my god.. My bee..." I heard his voice crack.

I lost it.

An ugly sob escaped my throat. His voice made me unravel and I couldn't help but let out all my fears. He was the one I trusted with my whole heart.

"Jungkook, Don't be s-scared." I choked out.

Never had I let panic fill my body in such a way. It wasn't me, but my terrified human instincts.

"Lee, answer me... Are you hurt?"

I tried to calm myself down, but it didn't work so well. I wanted to be in his arms right now, I wanted to feel protected and safe.

"I-I'm okay. I'm not hurt." I told him through a slow sob.

"Good. I'm so glad to hear that." And his voice told the truth in that.

"Now, listen carefully to me." I nodded out of habit.

"Y/N, you need to answer me."

I swallowed hard as I was finally able to control myself and my emotions a little better.

"Yes. I'm listening." I sniffed.

I heard Jungkook sigh in relief.

"Okay, good. I know this isn't easy, trust me. But you have to listen to me so that I can get you safely back to me. Understand?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Now, we know where you are at-"

"Are you here then!?" I asked in hope.

If he knew where I was at, then he had to be here and could come and-

"No. I'm not there, as badly as I want to be."
My heart dropped.

"Lee, we aren't dealing with some random thugs. These men are dangerous, and the whole situation is bigger than you and I both. Jimin is working on a plan to get you out safely. But you have to be strong and trust Jimin to work this out. Just like I have to trust him."

I was confused. What did Jimin have to do with all of this? What was Jimin trying to do? What could he do!?

"I don't understand, but I will do as you say. I trust you."

Silence filled the phone line and I started to feel dread again.

"Jungkook?"

"My god, Y/N... I should have been there-"

I can hear the tears in his voice. I forced myself to bring back any strength I had left in me.

"Jeon Jungkook, don't you dare." I warned him.

We were both scared shitless, and we both had things to say. But some weren't meant to be for now. I already had wasted precious time with a few empty words. We needed to focus.

"I will do my best to stay strong for now, and you must do the same in return. We-"

With a sudden pull, the man before us yanked the phone away from me. My eyes went wide.

"No!"

I tried reaching for it, but he glared at me, backing away. He then put the phone to his ear.

"Time's up."

Without waiting for a reply, he ended the phone call. Tears threatened again. I didn't even get to say goodbye... or tell him that I loved him...

"Pull yourself together. You are to see the boss in five."

I leaned back and rested slightly against Namjoon. I knew if he wasn't hurt, he would have wrapped and arm around me to try and comfort me, but we both were scared of what was about to happen.

"You have to try and stay strong..." I replayed the words in my head. Yes. I had to try and stay strong.

Or Namjoon and I would be killed and I would never get to see Jungkook's face ever again.

I couldn't let that happen.

"Get up." the green eyed man demanded as he stood back up to his full height. Was this man one of them? If he was, then why would he have let Jungkook talk to me?
Was this a part of their evil plan? I looked over to Namjoon who grunted in pain as he moved slightly.

His eyes went straight to me and I saw the protective side of him want to keep me from going, but he knew he couldn't do anything in the state that he was in.

"He can't move without help." I stated back bitterly.

"And I'm not going without him."

Who knew what they would do to him if I left him alone...

"Y/N-" Namjoon started to say when the man came over and narrowed his eyes even more.

"You don't want us to be late to see the boss." he threatened, "Or you'll regret it even more."

I narrowed my own eyes, finding strength I didn't know I had. "Then help me carry him."

The man looked annoyed, yet he didn't seem to argue more. His eyes grazed over to Namjoon and he cursed under his breath. Without another word, the man reached down, not so nicely, and used Namjoon's good arm to pull him up. Namjoon gritted his teeth in pain but helped as much as he could. I quickly grabbed onto him and helped to keep him steady on his feet.

It took a moment, but Namjoon finally was able to walk forward as his good arm was thrown over the man's shoulders for support.
We ended up walking through different hallways until finally we made it to a larger room. Once inside I couldn't help but look around. This one was pretty empty, but with a large oak desk sitting in the middle of it and two chairs in front of it. There was only a small window in the room, while all the walls and floor were cement.

Almost as if the room was sound proof.
I swallowed hard at the thought.

No one else was in the room yet. We got Namjoon to a chair and the man practically threw him into it. Namjoon groaned out in pain and I sent the man a nasty glare. My attention then went to Namjoon instead of my pounding heart.

"You alright?"

He chuckled painfully. "I've been better." he answered me sarcastically.

Before I knew it, the man come up behind me and grabbed my shoulders, forcing me away from Namjoon and into the second chair. I gasped and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Keep your ass glued to that seat. If you even think about moving while the boss enters, You'll be shot on the spot. Understand?"

Oh god.

"Yes."

I whispered feeling the fear rise up again. Right now my emotions were taking on a freaking rollercoaster and I desperately wanted to get off and stay in control.

The man looked at Namjoon but quickly bypassed him, not finding him a threat. Once he sent me another bone chilling glare, he walked towards the door and opened it as if he knew someone was there. I hadn't heard anyone knock, but to my surprise, in walked five large men. I couldn't help but turn my head and watch each one of them enter.

The first two were large and also in suits. You would think that they were the mob or something.
That made me even sicker to my stomach.

My father was notorious for getting involved with the worst people. Guess a mob was right up that alley, huh? I scanned the two men but they acted as if I didn't exist and walked to each side of the door.

Now they stood like guards did. The next man that walked through threw me off a bit. For some reason, he didn't give me the creeps.

He was tall and not as buff at the others, but he looked just as dangerous. The way he walked told me he didn't look as big, but he wasn't weak by any means. I found myself looking over his black hair and followed it down till I found his blue eyes which were focused intently on my own grey eyes.

Oh my god...

Those eyes...
I blinked again and made sure I wasn't seeing things.

I swear, those eyes belonged to none other than Park Jimin.

But that couldn't be... his eyes were black and his hair was blonde. Yet here was a black haired, blue eyed version of him.

His eyes flashed at me for a splint second and I found
myself holding my breath. It didn't last long though as he looked away and saw Namjoon sitting in the chair beside me. His eyes narrowed with disgust.

Okay, maybe I was seeing things. I had never seen Jimin give off such a look before. It couldn't be him.

The man who reminded me of Jimin walked by and towards the desk in front of us. I couldn't help but look and see the last two. If I had any hope of that I was getting out of here alive, and that Jimin was possibly in the room, that all faded as soon as I saw him.

The tall man with that same dark evil look in his eyes, with a smirk plastered on his twisted face. As soon as his eyes found me he seemed to come alive with sickening joy. I wanted to do nothing more than to crawl into a black hole right then and be as far away from him as possible.
My stomach went into knots and I felt bile rise into the back of my throat.

"Lee." I heard Namjoon's voice call to me suddenly. I couldn't move though. I couldn't move in fear that the man would see me move and would attack me like I was his prey. Because that's how I felt right now. Like prey.

As he moved off to the side the last man walked in. He was older but his body was in good shape. His own dark eyes were hooded in power, with his facial features sharp. He didn't look at me though, he only walked passed us and to the chair on the other side of the desk. I swallowed hard as the evil man, whoever he was, came and walked by me.

"Good to see you again, doll."

I felt the bile come up again and this time I almost bent over and let it out. Luckily, I caught myself and forced myself to hold it down. I didn't say anything.
The older man, now cleared his throat. The whole room focused on him in that instant. All words stopped. It was as if all the men here were wolves in a pack and he was the alpha. This wasn't good.

His dark eyes finally looked in my direction and fell upon my form. I froze.

"So you're Park's daughter." It didn't seem like a question I needed to answer.

So I kept my mouth shut. His eyes studied me closely for a moment before narrowing.

"He owed me a lot of money, Miss Park."

I almost corrected him. I'm glad I caught myself, but it still felt strange. I had been going by the name 'Jeon' for quite some time now. Hearing someone refer me to my soon to be maiden name made me a bit sad.

But it still was my name.

"You see, I run a business. You, having worked as a secretary for quite some time, should understand that I have to keep certain... 'rules' in place for my business to succeed. So just because someone dies, doesn't mean their debt goes unnoticed." he loosened up the bottom of his sleeves on his suit jacket.

"We had an agreement, and sadly you didn't comply."

"I would hardly call that an agreement." I finally spoke, flabbergasted by this man.

Did he really think that we had an agreement?
Did he really think that I agreed to pay that money to him so suddenly and at gunpoint?
Holding me a gun point didn't get me any closer to having that much money.

With my words finally coming out, he raised his brows in surprise.

"A feisty little one, aren't you?" I didn't reply. His eyes then narrowed.

"Felix here will have to fix that."

Felix. With that name spoken, the man I dreaded even being in the same room with took a step closer to me. Jimin's twin didn't say or move a muscle.

Surprisingly, it was Namjoon who spoke up.

"Don't touch her!" he snapped venomously.

Felix stopped and narrowed his eyes at Namjoon. The suddenly, he looked towards the boss man, and the boss just nodded. A sickening grin then grew on his face.

What was he going to do!? With a few strides, Felix was now in front of Namjoon. His hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a small knife. My eyes went wide and before I could even yell for him to stop, Felix had flipped the knife and stabbed it into the top of Namjoon's thigh. He screamed out in pain.