I'm Dating a Stranger || JIMIN

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The bodyguards standing at the facility's front door opened the door once they saw Jimin walking towards it. He was carrying a brief case on his hand as he made his way inside the facility and into his father's office.

The transaction was successful which isn't really surprising at all. After all, he is the son of the owner of the WGW company. Of course, he learned from the best. Tasks like this is just a piece of cake.

Jimin walked into the office and Mr. Park looked up at him. A smile formed on Mr. Park's lips once he saw the brief case on his son's hand but he quickly wiped it off.

"Here's the money, father," Jimin said to Mr. Park who is sitting on his office chair as Jimin put the brief case on top of his father's table.

Mr. Park looked at Jimin and opened the case. Bundles of money was revealed. Mr. Park smiled which looked more like a smirk.

A satisfied smirk.

"That is 3.5 million won," Jimin said looking at his father with a straight face then Mr. Park slowly closed the case. Mr. Park signaled one of his bodyguards to get the brief case and looked at his son.

"You did a great job son," Mr. Park said and Jimin slightly nodded his head at that. Seems like he successfully gained his father's trust. Not like, his father didn't trust him before but his father probably felt some disappointment after he ran away a few years ago. Jimin wants to make his father forget about that and show him that he's ready to take over the business and most importantly, that he can trust him with the company.

"Now that you finished your first task since you came back here, I will be straight to the point, I want you to accompany me to a very important transaction," Mr Park said putting his elbows on the table and his hands clasped together.

"Very important?" Jimin narrowed his eyes, curious about what his father just said. He needs more details.

"We are delivering some weapons and guns ordered by the Jawbreakers, it's one of the biggest order we got this year," Mr. Park seems to read his mind.

The 'Jawbreakers' is one of the biggest gang in Korea. They call themselves the Jawbreakers because anyone who mess with this group of criminals and troublemakers always ends up with a broken jaw. Well, not literally everytime but you get the point. In short, they're not the one to mess with. Mess with them and they will make sure that you will regret even crossing paths with them. That's how scary they are. Most gangs are even afraid of them and choose to be friends with them rather than being their enemy.

This is the first time this gang orders something from the WGW company so this is a big one.

"The transaction will happen this coming friday, so be ready," Mr. Park said in a sharp tone.

Today is Tuesday, so the said transaction would be three days away from now.

"Alright, father," Jimin said shortly. "Is that all?"

"Well, there's nothing else for you to do here today so I guess that's all for today, you can go home now and have some rest for the rest of the day or do anything you want."

"Okay, father, I'm going now," Jimin said and he saw his father nod.

Jimin turned his back and headed to the office door. One of the guards opened the door for him.

Once he stepped out of the room, he heard the sound of the door closing and he stopped his tracks. Now, he's standing with his back facing the office door.

He looked straight looking at nothing while thinking of something. His lips slowly curved into a smirk.

"The mouse finally stepped on the trap," he said in a low voice still keeping the satisfied smirk on his face.

He laughed quietly and walked away with his left hand on his pocket and the other hand twirling his key chain with the car keys on it with his fingers.

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Jimin loaded the gun he was holding and positioned it towards the target a few meters away from where he was standing. His eyes are focused on the target, squinting his eyes a little while he tightened his hands on the grip.

Jimin pulled the trigger and hit the target effortlessly.

Another bull's eye.

He was here at the shooting range which is owned by the company. Yes, they have their own shooting range where the people who works for the company trains. You know, those who usually do the dirtiest works and most dangerous tasks that needs some shooting skills in case of emergencies. Having their own shooting range is a must.

This is also the place where his father used to train him when he was a teenager.

This is enough for today.

Jimin put the gun down on the table beside him and removed the safety glasses he was wearing followed by the earmuffs.

He ran his hand through his messy hair fixing it and walked out of the shooting range where he bumped into someone.

"Sir," the guy in black suit said. He instantly recognized him as one of his father's drivers. But what is he doing here?

"Mr. Park sent me here to pick you up," the driver said and Jimin don't even need to ask why this guy is here to pick him up.

It's probably because of some task. He's been doing small tasks these past few days and his father would send this same driver to pick him up wherever he was. He doesn't know how did his father knows wherever he goes but maybe it isn't that hard since he wasn't that hard to find like today. Someone from the shooting range probably told his father that he's here.

"Wait for me outside," Jimin told the driver and the driver nodded following his order.

Jimin walked straight to the locker room to change since the tight black shirt he was wearing is now drenched with sweat from those few hours of shooting.

After putting on a new shirt, he heard something. His phone ringtone.

He quickly went through his bag and pulled out his phone.

He looked at the caller ID and swiped to answer it. He puts the phone beside his ear listening to the person on the other line.

"Jimin."

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