[Completed]Touch me-Ft. WANNA ONE's Kang Daniel

Chapter nineteen

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"Sir, the work is done. She is sleeping in the guest room. I have made two people guard the room." A guy dressed in black came inside a cabin to tell his boss about the situation. The boss smirked and motioned him to go out.

Namjoon tapped his fingers on the edge of the table, waiting for the time to inform the girl's parents. Its been three hours since he gave his orders to kidnap Meera and now she was finally in their mansion. With a smirk on his face he picked up his phone to call Mr Suri.

"Hello?" The heavy masculine voice of Mr Suri was intimidating but not enough for Namjoon.

"Mr Suri?"

"Yes.. may I know who is this?"

"Yes of course. But before that I would like to inform you about the whereabouts of your daughter." Namjoon was smirking all along. He could feel that the man on the other side of the device was shocked or rather frozen.

"Who are you?!" Mr Suri asked his P.A. to contact his daughter but unfortunately he couldn't reach her. He panicked and immediately picked up the landline to report to the police.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Thought you were smarter than the rest Mr Suri but.." he sighs loudly.

"Please don't do anything to my daughter! You want money ri-"

"I have more money than you. And power." Namjoon smoothly cut him off which caused the old man to panic. He was in his car, on the way home. Knowing that his precious daughter has been kidnapped came as a big shock to him. He never thought a day like this could ever come.

"Then what do you want?!"

"See Mr Suri. I want you to listen carefully. Very carefully." The young man swirled in his leather chair. He was enjoying every moment of it. He then stopped the movement of his chair and rested his free hand on the table with his expression changing from happy to all professional.

"Your daughter is here as a bait. We're not after her or you. We will take care of her. No sarcasm intended. She will be with us for a couple of days. When our work is done, we will happily let her go. She will not be mistreated here. You have my word. But if you try to be smart and inform the police in any way, then in that case... I cannot guarantee my promise."

Each and every word was carefully spoken. The deepness and clarity with which he spoke added a small fear in the mind of Mr Suri. But then realised that it must be something that he had done a lot which made the speaker so calm and composed. And somehow he relaxed a bit. He could sense sincerity in Namjoon's tone when he talked about his daughter.

"Okay. I will not report to the police. But.." his tone became darker. "…if I see a scratch on my daughter, no matter how small that may be, I will kill you myself. It will be painful death. You have my word." The old man was fuming with anger. Even thinking about his daughter getting hurt was a nightmare for him. He always protected his daughter in his own little ways.

"To sum it up, we have your daughter and we will not hurt her unless you try to pull a trick on us. She is a bait, nothing more. We will hand her to you when the purpose for kidanpping her is over. So deal?"

Mr Suri was reluctant. He clenched his fist and took a deep breath. Closing his eyes he let out the word desired by the man on the other line.

"Deal."
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