ANGEL MASK

Part 7

You paced in the small motel room, anxiously peeking through the window. You didn't know what to do. Jungkook's plan was a success. He had given you money to last you for a few month's, but that was that. You were alone, completely and utterly alone.

You've been stuck there for two days, not wanting to risk Yoongi finding you and getting revenge on the betrayal you had done to him. It was justified, but for him it wouldn't be. He'd taken everything from you: the humble and happy girl who did not need anything but her family.

If he had you in his grasp again, would he hurt you? Kill you? What you were thinking of doing was a call for death, the worst betrayal a wife could do to her druglord husband.

Park Jinyoung was bloodthirsty for Min Yoongi, he'd always been. It seemed that every man in the underworld had a person who dedicated their lives and their careers to hunt down certain men. Could be for the high status they could get if they succeeded or simply for revenge.

Revenge is what Park Jinyoung wanted and so did you.

The burner phone laid in your hand, Jinyoung's handsome face before you on the small laptop. You desperately hoped that he'd answer because if he did not, you were so screwed.
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Park Jinyoung was the epitome of handsome.

There was a grace to his walk that he carried with his striking appearance, plump pink lips, and black wavy hair that was parted to the sides. The picture you had seen on the internet did not do him justice. When he sat, he waved the waiter away and stared at you with an intimidating gaze in his eyes.

"Mr. Park, thank you for meeting me." You greeted timidly.

Your heart pounded. You were really doing this. 

"I was curious to know who needed to see me so urgently, but I did not expect Min Yoongi's wife." He responded, unbuttoning his coat as he sat and pushed his chair in.

Taken aback, you responded. "You know me?"

"Of course I do." He replied without missing a beat. "I've known of your existence as soon as you married your husband. Everything your world does, it comes to light sooner or later."

Yeah, no kidding.

"Right, I -" you breathed in, taking a moment of certainty.

It's what he deserves.

But the memories were holding you back.

You sighed, grasping his hand with a tight grip. The technician's silence was concerning as her eyes studied the white and black screen, a wand-like device that gently traveled on your swollen tummy.

"Well?" Yoongi's deep voice questioned, his leg bouncing with anxiety. You eyed him uneased, and he immediately put a stop to his actions when you pinched him. He pecked your hand, rubbing small circles on the skin with his thumb.

It wasn't long ago that your daughter was diagnosed with a heart condition whilst in utero, the doctors informing you that the pregnancy was high risk and that it was only a matter of time before you miscarried.
Both wanting a child for so long, the news was hard, but yet you had hope.

"Well, Mr. and Mrs' Min," she turned with a small smile on her face. "Everything seems to be perfect. Her heart sounds amazing and we found no abnormalities, nothing to say she is in danger. You have a healthy baby girl."

Before you could stop, you burst into tears, Yoongi at your side sighing in relief with a wide and beautiful smile.

"Ma'am?"

You blinked. "Sorry, I was just..." the tear that fell you wiped quickly, not allowing him to see. If he did, he did not say a word, only continued to stare at you before he spoke once again.

"If you're husband's outside and he's using you to get to me, you are mistaken. My people are out there too, I just need to say the word." Jinyoung informed you.

"What? No! I would never, sir, I just... you're probably wondering why I contacted you, and I've known for a while that you're the one after my husband, an agent from the Anti Drug Agency." You gulped. "I can help you. "How does capturing the most wanted man of the Republic of Korea sound? The man you people have been trying to capture for years."

JInyoung squinted his eyes, suspiciously eyeing you.

"So, I would to believe you're throwing all those years of marriage away? Are you aware of what men like your husband do to women who betray them?"

"Yes. I do know which is the reason why I am here. I help you, you help me. I know you, you can help me get out of the country, change my identity, anything in order for him not to find me. I'll tell you everything I know, but you have to help me." Desperate, you grasped his hands in yours, pressing tightly. "Please sir."

Although he did not show it, he felt for you. You were young and already going through such a thing. He could not even imagine it.

"I'll help you." He said, taking your hands in his. "For this to work I need to make a couple of phone calls. I won't promise the interrogation that is in your future will be comfortable, but it is how things work."

"Of course." You gasped.

"Let's do it."