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Living a double life isn't so easy, especially when you work as a spy for your country.
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Jeon Jungkook
#1 on Fanfiction (14.10.2020)
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"Good evening, partners. As you know, I was supposed to sign a deal with one of you who offers me more beneficial ideas. But I decided to work on the business plan myself. I apologize for the inconvenience." Ernesto's dominant voice spoke.
One of the men spoke up, "You're joking, right? C'mon, let's get into the discussion already."
"I'm serious, Mr.Waves. When were you going to tell me you have wanted my defeat from the very beginning? Chase Carter, were you even going to enlighten me that you went bankrupt? It would have ruined everything. And which one of you is working for my father?" The whole room stared at the man like he was a madman.
"Chloe, the guy sitting next to the window is going for something in his back."
The female's eyes wandered through the room.
Suddenly, the one who Jimin called out grabbed his pistol, aiming Ernesto, and pulled the trigger.
The room erupted into chaos. Chloe quickly pulled her handgun and shot the man's leg. Approaching the groaning man, she punched him with the back of her gun, blacking him out.
The room was now empty with three people remaining.
"Everyone's gone, Mr.García. You can get up now." But the man didn't budge.
"Ernesto?"
"Is he dead?" Jimin talked.
Kneeling to the ground, she looked for the pulse on his neck, "He's alive."
"Check the jacket. It could be defective."
Chloe quickly started to unbutton the man's white shirt.
"As much as I would like you to undress me, I expected it to be in more romantic surroundings." Chloe let out a breath she was holding. She softly punched the man's arm, "I thought you were injured somehow!"
"Sorry, Princess. Wanted to see your reaction. A hundred points for the jacket, by the way. You saved my life."
"Well, terrorists are predictable as hell." Both chuckled and sat down on the floor.
"What will happen to them?"
"My partner asked for backup. They would most likely end up in jail."
"Even my father?"
Chloe sighed, "Even your father."
He scoffed, "And I believed all this time that he was proud of me."
"It's not your fault."
"By the way," Ernesto pointed to the man, who was lying on the ground, "Hundred more points for a heavy hand." Both chuckled.
"Not gonna lie, you look wonderful in casual clothes." Ernesto approached Chloe, who was standing in the lobby with her suitcase. Chloe smiled and shook her head.
