50 Shades of Park Jimin

Chapter 28

"It turned out so great, you guys. Thank you so much. Thank you. -And, Emma, if we can just make the font size two points bigger on the hard copy." I said to my employees.

Emma smiled, "Mm-hmm."

The fake smile I had forced disappeared as I turned away from them. I headed towards my office but Hannah called me over, "Hey. Kate Kavenagh called you three times. And your husband called. He wanted to remind you that he is flying down to Portland, but he'll be back this afternoon."

"Is that all he said?" I asked. I don't know why I even cared.

Hannah glanced up at me, "Yeah," her phone began to ring, "Are you okay? Can I get you a latte?"

I shook my head, "No, thank you."

Hannah picked up the phone and raised it to her ear, "Y/n Park's office...Miss Kavenagh..."

I nodded at Hannah and pointed at my office as I walked inside.

"Yes, she is." Hannah said. I shut my door behind me and grabbed the phone.

"Kate." I mumbled.

"Hey. Jimin's looking for you. He called me at like 6:00 a.m." Kate said. She sounded worried.

"Uh, it's fine. He found me." I answered.

"What's going on? You okay?" Kate asked.

I tapped my foot and tried to hold back the tears, "Mm-hmm. I'm just at work, and I'm so busy. Can I call you back?"

"Okay. But, hey, you know I'm here for you, right?" Kate added.

I wanted to tell her everything, but thinking about it made me want to cry and I don't think I could stop myself, "I know."

"Oh, Y/n."

"Kate, don't."

"Talk later?"

"Yeah."

I quickly hung up after Kate said bye. I took a deep breath in as I rubbed the tears away. I cleared my throat and walked to my window and rubbed my stomach.

I'm okay...we're okay. Everything will be okay.

My cellphone began to buzz. Could it be Jimin?

I approached my desk where my phone was and I saw the picture of Mia.

I forced a smiled and tried to sound happy, "Hi, Mia."

"Damn, it's good to hear your voice."

It wasn't Mia. It was...a man...Jack.

"Jack?" How was he calling...as Mia?

"We never got the chance to talk last week. How the hell are you?" Jack asked.

"How are you calling me? You should be in J..."

"What? In jail? I'm out on bail, sweetheart." Jack talked low.

How did he have Mia's phone? Please...tell me he doesn't have her. "This is Mia's phone."

"It is. It is. Yeah, cool spec, too. Zeiss lens. 20- megapixel camera." Jack said.

My phone buzzed and I pulled away to see what it was.

It was a picture of Mia. She was tied to a chair with cloth tied around her mouth, "Oh, my God." Mia...he has her. He's fucking crazy.

"Yeah, I picked her up outside the gym. It seems like your husband's security never learns."

"Jack, what do you want?" My voice was shakey and my heart was pounding.