First Love (Book 1 of the Corrupt Series)

Lost

I gripped the sides of a black leather chair, anxiously eyeing the large room. People were bustling around with papers, completely ignoring my presence.

"I'll be back. Stay here," Yoongi had ordered at least ten minutes ago before disappearing into a crowd of people.

I squirmed in my chair, nervously waiting for Yoongi to come back and explain what the hell was going on. I felt so lost... for the first time in my life.

The only thing I was sure of was that I was definitely not in jail. The real authority would've thrown me in a cell and told me my execution date already.

I sighed. Then where else could I be? My heart fluttered at a sudden thought. Maybe... I was in a rebel agency? Yoongi did have a surname after all.

A hand tapped my shoulder and I whirled around in my chair.

Yoongi loomed over me, holding a stack of a variety of shades of gray paper. "Follow me," he said.