Song above is something I was listening to while writing this chapter.....doesn't go along with it, it's just a good ass song 😂
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Hoseok wasn't interested in anything anybody was talking about, he had a lot on his mind yet all these people were yapping their mouths trying to give him good ideas on how to trap the male who dare threaten him. Yet he didn't listen to a word they were saying.
He felt something in his gut, it didn't feel good at all. For some reason, something didn't feel right, he felt like something was missing. Hoseok was annoyed at the fact that he could barely hear himself think and that his nerves were unsettled.
"Everyone out! I need to be alone." His voice cut sharp through the big room, everyone's conversations cut out once he spoke. Not one did he look at anyone in the eyes, his own settled on the large table sitting in front of his body. Once they actually all left, Hoseok sighed in distress.
"What the fuck!" He yelled in frustration, the deep feeling just wouldn't go away. Instead of doing nothin with himself he quickly dug his hand into his front pocket and pulled out his phone dialing the one number that belonged to his dearest lover.
Ringing......
Ringing.....
Ringing......
And then it was cut off going straight to voicemail. Hoseok pulled his phone away from his face with a frown on his face, lips turning downwards like it usually does when he's angry. Shit was getting irritating and he was about to just go crazy, so he ended up calling another number.
"Jimin I need all recordings of the inside of Zola's job and apartment. Now!"
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"Fuck fuck fuck!" Hoseok was beyond pissed, his hand held onto his gun as he paced around the computer room. Jimin watched the male as he moved in a different direction that had a shelf of multiple books, watching as Hoseok quickly pulled out a book which opened the hidden room full of his guns and bullets.
"I can't fucking believe I let this happen!"
On the screen showed zola getting pulled out of the door by three men in black, she was kidnapped.
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|zola|
She was tied down and sat in a chair as she squirmed around trying to call out for anyone, the gag in her mouth making the sounds coming from her throat muffled. Zola was angry and scared, before this she was getting ready for work nearly ready to head out the door until two men dressed head to toe in black busted into her apartment and trapped her. Zola did try to fight them off, her strength was pretty hurtful but not enough for two giant men who obviously trained practically their whole life, so the one female obviously couldn't take them down.
So now here she was in a large room, she wouldn't say it was the typical scary movie scene where she sat on a chair in a dimly lit room and once lightbulb hanging above her head. It was way more neater than that, the room she was held hostage in had looked liked a guest room yet she was sat in the middle of the room held down. Zola tried to loosen up the itchy rope around her hand but of course it was hopeless so she only ended up tossing her head back, large hot tears ran down her face. She wanted to feel like a strong woman but as she was actually in the situation she couldn't help but to cry.
Zola just wanted to be in her mans arms and cuddled until they fell asleep but nope, these people had kidnapped her for god knows what.
She was just about to close her eyes and imagine her man but of course before she could have any piece at all someone walked in. The aura in the room seemed to get darker as a familiar face walked in.
"Zola!"
Taehyung was smiling as he walked closer towards her, two men stood on each side of the door to guard from behind the male, Zola tried not to squirm in fright but she couldn't help it.
"Ah, no don't cry sweetheart." Taehyung raised his large hand and wiped the tears off of her cheek before removing he gag from her mouth. Zola whimpers as she looked away from his hold on her chin, squeezing her eyes closed trying her best not to make eye contact with him.
"Why are you doing this?" Zola weakly asked, her throat was hoarse. Taehyungs smile only widens at this.
"Look at me!" He suddenly shouts, Zola flinched harshly before slowly moving her head towards his and eyes him. Her lips start to quiver as she made eye contact. "That wasn't so hard, now was it ?"
Zola didn't say anything, Taehyung lets it go and continues to speak.
"I'm guessing you didn't get my message, Which means you don't know anything." Taehyung bites his lip as he rubbed his thumb under her chin before swiftly moving away in whilst shoving his hand into the pockets of his expensive slacks.
"You are dating the Jung Hoseok, correct?"
Zola watched him suspiciously. "Yes?"
"Well I suppose since you act so unaware then I'm guessing you don't know what your little boyfriend does for a living?"
Taehyung circles around the female before standing behind her placing to hands on each shoulder. Zola would have moved away but his grip on her was tight not letting her move a single inch as he dug his fingertips into her skin. Zola was curious as to what he was talking about, nobody has spoken of her boyfriend claiming he was something that she didn't know of.
Did Hoseok owe money to like a bad person or something?
Taehyung smirks at the curious look on her face before speaking once again. "You see, Hoseok is a bad bad man, I'm surprised you hadn't found out before this." His face held a suggestive look as he moved back in her sight with a powerful stance.
"A bad man that has something that I want and I want it now." Taehyung ends up getting on his knees in front of her and places a hand on her thigh, Zola uncomfortably shifts her leg to show that she didn't want him touching her.
"Why didn't you just get it from him instead of kidnapping a innocent woman, you asshole." She replied confidently. "It's not that hard to get it upfront than being a little bitch about it and taking someone's girl just to make him mad."
Taehyung chuckles at her words before pinching her thigh lightly.
"What a mouth you got there, darling. But no it's easier said than done." He got back up and walked to the door. "That boyfriend of yours is a awful mafia boss and he's about to get what he deserves."
