Delivery Boy (YOONMIN)

Breathless chpt92

Author note: I just wanted to say thank you to all the sweet comments that were left on my previous page. Thank you all for your support and I hope you enjoy the story.

Since you all have been so patient, I'm going to post here and in Cursed Genetics ;)

ENJOY!!!

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This whole situation was nauseating.

Jimin allowed this despicable man to violate him right in his own workplace, with witnesses in earshot. The dauntless act only fueled the maniacs confidence. Taemin shamelessly strolled out of the office while Jimin was trying to keep himself from emptying the contents of his stomach all over the polished floor.

With trembling limbs, he made a desperate attempt to salvage the little dignity he had left by swiftly clearing the evidence of their earlier encounter. Even though this was all fabricated, Jimin did not expect that his body would be so responsive to Taemin's lude advances. Unfortunately, he had no time to tend to his own wounds...they were losing time.

Sunhee and her child's life was on the line.

Jimin limped from the large office only to be met with a bundle of questionable stares. He disgracefully joined the small gathering that surrounded Hoseok. As Hobi devised his plan the elder spared Jimin a small sorrowful look before diverting his eyes back to his agents.

"We have less than fifteen minutes, the plan is---"

Hoseok's words were abruptly cut short by the obnoxious chime from Namjoon cell phone. The second the phone began to buzz Taemin was at the computer, preparing to trace the location of the call. This was their last chance to find the location of the missing family.

Namjoon clutched the fragile mobile against his chest. He inhaled deeply as he mentally prepared himself for what was about to come.

Nothing could soften the blow of the horrors that awaited him.

He fearfully tapped the answer button.

"AAAHHHHHHH NAMJOOON!!!"

Sun-hee's searing screech echoed through the little electronic. The mental strain forced Namjoon to his knees, the phone was left abandoned on the floor as he was reverted to nothing but a blubbering, sobbing mess.

Jimin retrieved the abandoned cell phone while Amber rushed over to the fallen man.

Jimin placed the phone to his ear "Zico...I know---" he was cut off by a loud irritated groan.

"I don't want to talk to you, where is Namjoon? Put him on the fucken phone" the devious man sounded irritable.

Jimin could hear Sunhee continue to beg for mercy in the background, her excruciating screams continued to intensify.

"I SAID PUT NAMJOON ON THE FUCKEN PHONE!!!" Zico impatiently demanded. "I swear to God if you don't let me talk to that one-eyed-bastard I'm going to blow his annoying wife's head off. This bitch is already giving me a headache with her screaming. NOW PUT HIM ON THE PHONE NOW!!!"

Jimin knawed nervously at his bottom lip and looked to the one-eyed broken man. He placed the phone on speaker.

"He....he can hear you now," Jimin confirmed sadly.