(Completed) Mr. Kim

Seventy-six

Jungkook Pov

My eyes were glazed over, Lucas' arm draped over my stomach. I was frozen solid, not wanting to accidentally wake him up,

I was undoubtedly afraid of Lucas. I was afraid of what he might do, who he might do it too. I bit my lip.

Ever since I found out Taehyung lived here, I've been digging up information. I now know he owns a company, though it's suspicious on how he did it. As I thought about it, Taehyung knew my whole life story. But, I knew practically nothing about Taehyung except a few likes and dislikes.

Who where his parents? Where are they now? How did he build his company? Is Jimin his only family?

Lucas stirred in his sleep, and that's what led me to snap out of my thoughts. I took in a deep breath, slowly lifting Lucas' arm off of me.

I slid out from under the covers, softly putting my feet on the floor. Standing up, I looked back at Lucas to see if he woke up.

He was dead asleep.

I suddenly had an urge, and my hand twitched. Terror creeping up into my system, I dig my nails into my forearm, drawing blood.

"It's what got me into this fucking mess," I softly walked out of the bedroom, continuously looking back at the bedroom door.

I finally gained the confidence to walk to Lucas' office. I slowly turned the knob, only for it to stop completely. "Fuck." I whisper. Of course it would be locked. Stupid of me to think it wouldn't be.

I looked at the keyhole, wondering if I've ever seen a key that size before-
"No." I muttered. That's impossible. But the necklace.......

Lucas would surely kill me with the gun that he keeps on the nightstand. Or the other weapons in every other room.

The more I thought about, the more I became stressed. "I have time, I have time. September 21, that's the deadline."

Clenching my jaw, I decided to go back to bed.

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From the other side of the table, I looked at the key I needed swing from side to side against Lucas' neck.

He ate his food sloppily, making me look away. I slowly ate what little food I had on my plate. Most of the food that I had cooked went into Lucas' stomach.

God I hated him so much. I hope when he dies he rots in hell. I felt Lucas staring at me, so I put more food on my mouth, chewing slowly to savor the sweet taste.

"Why's your arm bleeding?" I looked down, forgetting to cover up the scratches from my nails. "Last night I fell against the kitchen counter while getting water." The lie crept out of my lips smoothly, my eyes not wavering from my plate.

He looks at me some more before he snickers. "What a dumb bitch," is whispered under his breath.

Lucas, your time is soon to come.

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Lynn~~