The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-FORTY SIX-

"And yet still, it's more than I knew." It bothered me.

"She was never in love with me, sir. It wasn't some romance. She spent her life locked up in the house. I was just a wounded dog she brought in."

"What about you?"

"Me?

"Did you—" I paused. "Do you love her?"

"In that way, no. Not then either. I have someone. I had someone. Like I said, I was just a wounded dog."

I said nothing more as I walked off the plane. My father stood at the bottom of the stairs with Jin and Namjoon at his side. Fixing my suit jacket, I ignored them all with Jinx right behind me.

"Damn it." Namjoon sighed, handing my father an envelope of what I could only assume was cash.

"Jin, you're riding with me." I told him as our Range Rover pulled up, and Suho opened the door for me.

I didn't even wait for him to close the door before asking, "What the hell have you been doing, and who dipped your outfit in whiteout?"

He smiled before straightening his tie. "In a few hours there is going to be charity function at the manor. Y/N told me to even the playing field by any means necessary, this is a part of my plan. Someone has to know more about the President. I've been looking over the case for days. It was no prick with an axe to grind. It was a hired hit; I know it. They fired from at least twelve yards away."

"Jin, I want this over. Prove what you need to prove and get it done because if you don't, I will kill him, father-in-law or not."

We needed the presidency, and if Kim couldn't get it done, I would personally find someone who could.

"Y/N made that clear. I understand, and I would not let you down, brother. I swear it."

"Very well then," I said as his phone rang.

"Father?" Jin answered before handing it to me.

"Yes?"

"Your wife just called Namjoon and I, demanding we meet Rowoon near the docks in forty-five minutes. She wants you to meet her in her car, which will be parked a block away."

"What the fuck is she thinking? We haven't checked out the area yet." Jin asked, overhearing.

I couldn't help but grin, knowing exactly what my wife was thinking.

"Why didn't she call me?" I asked.

"The same reason I didn't. Your phone is still off. Rule forty-two—"

"Never turn off your phone. Thank you, father, I know. We'll be there soon." Before he could speak, I hung up.

"Taehyung, you can't be—"

"You did our job for a week, brother. Y/N and I have been doing it much longer, do not think for a second you know more than we do. She scheduled this meeting to give Rowoon no time to contact the feds incase this was a setup. She also owns a few of the abandoned buildings near the docks where a few of her men—our men—guard. And, dear brother, she has a mole. If the police need to move quickly, they will make noise and he will hear it. So, yes, we are serious," I stated quickly. If there was anything my wife was good at, it was thinking on her feet.