My Property

CHAPTER 3

"Welcome home Y/N"

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For a second I forgot how to breathe. I turned around and saw a short man, who walked to the wall next to me and leaned against it. ''W-Who are you?'' I asked him. He smirked and looked at me.

''My name's Park Jimin sweetheart. It's very important, so don't forget it, okay?'' He laughed. 

''What can I help you with, Mr. Park?'' I asked him politely, even tho I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. ''Just call me Jimin, sweetheart,'' he licked his lips and came closer. ''but to answer your question, I don't want anything from you.'' He paused for a few seconds before continuing

''Well, that's not entirely true. A kiss from a pretty lady like you wouldn't hurt.'' 

He looked up at the sky and grinned. ''But that's not the reason why I am here. My boss wants you.'' 

I felt myself starting to sweat. ''Who's your boss, and why is he looking for me?'' I did have an idea what the reason may be, but I would not let them know.

''Why don't you ask it himself.'' He looked at me with innocent eyes, but I knew better than to trust him. 

I raised my eyebrows and wanted to open the door to my house, but the man spoke up again. ''You better wait here, outside. He will be here any second.'' I gulped and put my keys back into my pocket. Not even 2 seconds later, two other men appeared from the shadows. '

'Well, well, well, look who we've got here?'' one of the men spoke. I froze. It was the man who held the gun at the crime scene. 

Jimin turned around to face the men. ''Hey, Jungkook! We have been waiting for a while now!''  

The other man looked like the tall man, who had been present at the crime scene as well.

Jungkook came close to me and stopped before our foreheads were almost touching. 

''Lee Y/N.'' he breathed out. ''Tell me, tell me everything you know.'' I looked at him confused. 

''What are you talking about?'' This had probably no use at all, but I couldn't give up so easily

He started laughing, not in a heartfelt way, but in an emotionless and evil way. ''Don't play dumb with me, cutie pie. Should I help you refresh your memories?'' Before I could answer, he already started talking. 

''Yesterday evening, in an alleyway, you've seen and heard more than you should. Tell me everything you know.'' I remained silent and he asked me another question. ''Who sent you?''

This time, I was really confused. What do they mean with 'sent'? They better don't start thinking I am a spy.

''What do you mean with 'sent'? The only thing that happened, was that I got lost, found myself in an alleyway, kicked over a trashcan, and suddenly people started running after me.'' I told them.

I wasn't exactly lying. I just told them partly the truth. If I would have told them, that I saw a guy getting beaten up, and a gun, they would have immediately killed me.

I looked up at Jungkook, but I saw his smirk had disappeared and had switched to a very dark look. ''Okay then, If you won't tell us, I guess we have to do it the hard way. Namjoon, get her.''

Before I could process what was happening, the tall man walked towards me and grabbed my upper arm. I tried to struggle to free out of his vice grip, but it was no use. They took me to a black SUV and Jimin opened the car door.