May 1, 2020
Book Two of the UNDONE series, following unrivaled
Jeon Jungkook is one of the youngest security experts in the country and he is working to keep his boss's company out of crisis. He is not alone. His friends are all professionals and d...
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After thanking Mrs. Lee again, and being surprised by a big warm hug as she left, Lyra hurried to shower and change.
She had little to wear to look nice. She could not bear to wear another of her hand me down work suits, so she settled on a warm up that JK had picked for her. It was cute and fit her well. It was a brand he wore often. It would have to do.
She went to the couch and waited for him. When it passed 8 ‘o'clock she decided that she should go ahead to start the meal.
By 9 it was done.
By 10 it was cold.
By 11 she gave up.
She told herself it was stupid to cry, but she cried anyway.
She cleaned and put everything away. She left a note on the kitchen counter.
"Mrs. Lee helped me make your favorite dish. I waited until 11. It is in the fridge. I hope it tastes good. It is my first time to make something like this. I hope you like it."
She tried several variations, struggling with what to say, marking out whole sentences, but that was her final version.
She fell asleep waiting for him.
She did not hear him come into the apartment in the early morning hours, exhausted from chasing down another lead.
She did not know that he went straight to his bed, missing the note she left on the counter. He also missed the fact that for the first time since they began staying there, she slept with her door open that night.
When she woke up that morning she hurried into her slippers and oversized sweater, hoping to catch JK before he left for work.
She stepped out and immediately knew she was too late. She saw his cup on the counter. He had already gone to work.
She picked her note up, scanning it to see if he had made a reply.
Nothing…. disappointment flooded her.
She drew open the door to the refrigerator and stood still, staring at its contents.
There, in the exact same spot where she had placed it last night was the dish, she had been so proud of. He had not even touched it.
She slowly shut the door and returned to her bedroom, closing the door behind her and crawling under the covers.
The hurt and hopelessness she felt was too deep even for tears.
JK was frustrated and exhausted.
He really didn’t even know why he went to the apartment last night. He crashed immediately, had to get up early and was in a daze the whole time.
He would not admit his real reason was to check on Lyra, to be under the same roof however brief the time.
He reviewed the reports on his desk one more time.
The texts to Lyra’s phone had been more frequent. There had been meal deliveries attempted at her empty apartment. He knew that things would begin to move quickly now, they, whoever was behind this, were growing reckless.
Things were getting serious for both companies too.
Namjoon was struggling to lead and the project needed SongDae's skills.
Jin was fighting his father, his board, falling stock prices, public opinion AND this unknown enemy.
It looked like a takeover bid was inevitable. More than all of this, he wanted Dae home. JK felt for his friend. He wanted things back to normal, for all of them.
He was absorbed in reviewing the latest reports when the phone buzzed with a text. He absentmindedly reached in his pocket to check the message.
He frowned when he realized his phone was beside him on the desk.
This was Lyra's phone and the message targeted her.
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Jungkook sat staring at the text, anger rising at the one who sent it, at Lyra for not trusting him sooner. Did she realize the danger here?
He was sure she feared just that and thought she was protecting her family. The risk here was great. It was time to force the issue.
