RIGHT PERSON WRONG PLACE

CHAPTER 30: NO PROMISE.

"You."
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...they're save somewhere...

Hoseok's head corked to the side, his golden orbs dilating back to it's normal colour, confused gaze furrowed at the man in front of him.

"Me?" He repeated, still not catching the man's point

"You heard that right Jung Hoseok, or should I say JADE ROSSALLIA? we came here just for you." The man smirked, arms resting over the chair, mocking gaze at the omega.

Hoseok took in a sharp breath, steading his dizzy sight.

'Everyone wants a piece of you'.

Now he understood everything like a piece puzzle coming together. They were here because of him, not because they wanted some revenge against Yoongi, but him. Yoonji and her mum were in danger because of him, and there was nothing he could do to it unless he surrendered himself. He needed to think fast...

"What? Cat got your tongue?" The man's menacing voice cut through the silence. "You better be quick, or they'll be paying the price?" He mocked, motioning to the two min related omegas being held down. "It's either you volunteeringly come with us or everything gets ugly and we force you.

Hoseok let out a deep breath he didn't realise he'd been holding. His monotone gaze went to the two omega's and he could pretty much read out Mejin's expression, begging him not to go with them.

He let out a soft sign, turning away from her. "OK, I'll come with you."

"Noo-...!!" Yoonji screamed, and her mouth was quickly covered, muffling her disapproving scream.

Hoseok grithed his teeth, fierce gaze at the masked man, his orbs back again to a golden color. "Get you filthy hands off her."

There was a loud cackle from the man sitting on the couch. "I see you've become a little too attached to the mins, protecting them at all cost. Don't forget you're nothing but just a mere property to them"...

Hoseok's eyes twitched, fierce gaze boring at the Alpha. "And who the fuck are you?"

The man's grin widened, rising from the couch, his tall frame hovering over the omega. "Do you really wanna know?"

"I hope not!" Hoseok spat, golden fierce gaze glaring straight at his mocking dark brown ones. "I've volunteered to come with you, now, let them go."

The alpha crossed his arms over his chest, retreating from the omega, his mocking smirk still painted on his lips.

"I didn't make any promises."

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"Yoongi!... there's a problem... a big one." Jimin announced, hurrying towards the alpha, his laptop wide opened in his hand.

"What?" Yoongi queried, turning his attention away from the few crowd of alphas he was addressing.

"OK, you might be mad at me for this, but it's still worth it." The omega spoke, giving his opened laptop to the alpha.

"Mad at you about what?" Yoongi asked, furrowed gaze staring at the computer which just had an image of his estate from an all point view on it's screen.

"Well... I was hacking into your security system out of boredom... and I found this." He said, tapping on a button. A video began playing, and it showed masked men hurling into the mansion.

Yoongi's expression remained rigid as he stared at the screen. "Is the save floor secured?" Was the only question he muttered as the video kept playing.

Jimin grimaced, apologetic gaze at the Alpha. "I'm sorry to tell you this... it's... not, and even worse, this has happened several hours ago... it's almost evening already. We might be too late."

"Tell Namjoon to get the guards prepared, we're heading back home." Yoongi spoke, already heading towards his car with haste in his steps.

It didn't take him long to get home considering the speed beyond normal he'd added as he drove.

The sun was slowly setting as he drove into his estate, parking his car at an unusual spot. The whole place looked unquestionably quite and calm, nothing unusual was sighted yet. That was until he got inside the lobby. There were three bodies on the floor, all faces masked.

Namjoon, and the guards all hurried in soon after, eyes wide in terror at the sight. "Check out who they are, and lock up anyone that's still alive." Yoongi ordered, hurrying towards the nearest elevator. Placing his thumb on the censor, the elevator didn't waste it's time in ascending, to his requested floor, even without pressing any button. In less than a half minute, he was on the save floor, hurrying into his apartment.

The whole place was a complete mess. There were a lot of broken glasses and art frames destroyed. It was pretty obvious there was a huge fight, for there was even blood trails on the floor.

"Mum!!" Yoongi called out, hurrying from one room to the other. There was no one. Not his mum, not yoonji, not even Hoseok.

Hoseok.

Yoongi let out a deep breath, one which he didn't realise he'd been holding, his fingers combing through his hair. There was a little... just a little bit of hope in him as soon as he remembered the omega. Though he hundred percent knew the omega despised him, and could literally do everything to crash him down, but he was certain Hoseok wouldn't use his mum and his sister against him, plus he'd become pretty attached to them too, so Yoongi was more than certain they'd be fine if they were with him.

He already knew the omega was the reason for all those lifeless bodies scattered around the mansion. He sure must have fought them with every little opportunity he could grasp.

'They're save somewhere.' He kept trying to assure himself, dark eyes scanning the mess around him.

"We found one of them still breathing, the rest are stone dead." Yoongi turned around to meet Namjoon standing a few feet behind him, back rested against the wall, arms crossed over his chest.

"Alright," Yoongi gave a curt nod. "Make sure he's properly locked up, I need to know who they are, or whoever sent them."

Namjoon hummed, pushing his weight off the wall. "Are they save?... I mean your mum... and the rest."

Yoongi let out a soft sign, his fingers combing through his hair for the second time. "I don't know, I can't find any of them. I'll just hope and wait for any type of signal from yoonji or mum." That's the only way I can know they're save and are waiting for me. Until the signal is sent, we won't stop searching."

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