FIFTY SHADES OF JEON || BOOK 2 JIKOOK ✅ (18*)

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JIMIN POV

My heart is pounding and blood thrums loudly in my eardrums,
the alcohol flow-ing through my system, amplifying the sound.

"Is he—" I gasp, unable to finish the sentence and gazing wide-eyed and terrified at Ryan.

I can't even look at the prone figure on the floor.

"No, sir."

"Just knocked out cold."

Relief floods through me.

Oh, thank God.

"And you?" I ask, gazing at Ryan.

I realize I don't know his first name, He's panting as if he's
run a marathon.

He wipes the corner of his mouth removing the trace of blood
and a faint bruise is forming
on his cheek.

"He put up one hell of a fight
but I'm okay, Sir." He smiles reassuringly.

If I knew him better, I'd say
he looked a little smug.

"And Gail? Mrs. Jones?"

Oh no . . . is she okay?

Has she been harmed?

"I'm here, Jimin."

Glancing behind me, she's in a nightdress and robe, her hair loose, her face ashen and her eyes wide like mine, I imagine.

"Ryan woke me."

"Insisted I come in here."

She points behind her into Taylor's office.

"I'm fine, Are you okay?"

I nod briskly and realize she's probably just come out of the panic room built adjoining Taylor's office.

Who knew we'd need it so soon?

Jungkook had insisted on its installation shortly after our engagement and I had rolled
my eyes.

Now, seeing Gail standing in
the doorway, I'm grateful for
his foresight.

A creak from the door to the foyer distracts me.

It's hanging off its hinges.

What the hell happened to that?

"Was he alone?" I ask Ryan.

"Yes, You wouldn't be
standing here if he wasn't."

"I can assure you."

Ryan sounds vaguely affronted.

"How did he get in?" I ask, ignoring his tone.

"Through the service elevator."

"He's got quite a pair sir."

I stare down at Min's slumped figure. He's wearing a uniform
of sorts coveralls, I think.

"When?"

"About ten minutes ago. I caught him on the security monitor."

"He was wearing gloves kinda strange in August."

"I recognized him and decided
to give him access."

"That way I knew we'd have
him, You weren't here and Gail was safe so I figured it was
now or never."

Ryan looks very pleased with himself once more and Sawyer scowls at him in disapproval.

Gloves?

The thought distracts me and I glance once more at Min.