{27} This Is All Planned

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"Are you upset because he sits in her place? I could always move him somewhere else or better if you moved into my office!" He exclaimed with a smirk while I only look at him blankly.

"Y'know it's better because I can watch over you the whole time and maybe make you feel a little less lonely." He flirted with a kinky smile bending forward towards me. I smiled and pushed him back.

"God stop being so horny!" I joked.

"You won't let me! Why are you so hot?!" He fake cried.

"I was just a cute doll till last night though."

"Oh well you're good at multi-tasking. I could never get enough of you."

"Stop you need to work!"

"Nooo I want to be with youu~" he said wrapping his arms around me from behind as I stood up to leave.

"Tae let me go." I whined like a kid before turning to face him still in his arms. He shook his head as a no and smiled. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Ahem!" We let each other go immediately and turn to the noise. It was Namjoon!

"Umm...sorry boss but we need to borrow Areum for a bit." He said half smirking.

"Uh yeah of course! Go ahead!" He ordered nervously. I looked at him from the corner of my eye and smiled blushing. Then I left with Namjoon.

'Oh my god what was that!?' I thought holding my cheeks which were tinted pink and a little warm.

Namjoon took me to an empty room for some private investigation.

"Excuse me miss Areum if you're done daydreaming about you little lover-boy let's get down to business shall we?" He giggled teasing me.

"1. Sure and 2. He's not my lover-boy!" I said all flustered.

"Okay so I need some information from you since the guy we are dealing with is your father." He suddenly became serious.

"Yeah...?" I asked nervously.

"So. You and your sister were abused in the past am I right?" He said focused on some papers in his hands occasionally looking up at me and then back to the papers.

"Umm..yes..." I hesitated.

"We went to your house again yesterday since I personally wanted to investigate again. Turns out that you were kept in an attic. But your sister had a proper room. Do you know why that is?"

"Usually when he got drunk he used to try and bully us. But my sister always stood up for me and took it upon herself each time. That is why she had so many old scars. It was probably because he favoured her more because he could do anything to her." I tried to explain.

"Right. Then what is with this suicide that you tried to commit the other day?" He asked again.

"Isn't it obvious. I felt so guilty and depressed after all that had happened! First I lost a friend and then my very own sister!"

"Why would you feel guilty for their deaths?" Its amazing how he kept his calm while I got all worked up and tensed.

"It's because of me! My father killed them because he wanted to get to me! Because I'm with the police and he's afraid I'll tell on him!"

"Firstly Areum, it's not your father that killed Nina. Secondly..... oh well nevermind. You can leave." He said and I quickly got up and left with wobbly legs.

'This is all planned. This guy is smarter than the others.'

Namjoon's POV:

I scanned the reports in my hand one more time to check if I was correct. I called Jimin in.

"She said her father wants her." I said looking up at Jimin as he stood there beside my chair.

"Yup." He replied confidently.

"Firstly she is very certain that her father killed Nina. And secondly she said her father wants her back. Does this not seem strange?"

"Strange? How?"

"Why would her father put her in the police force in the first place if he is a drug addict and and has a dirty past? Now he's going around killing people even his own daughter just to get Areum back? I mean he took most of his pleasure from his elder daughter the whole time then why would he need her so suddenly?" I explained.

"Yeah. But she also said something like he made her do all the dirty work. I don't know what she meant."

"You didn't ask her?"

"No. Because it would be rude to ask when she was in such a vulnerable state."

I held my head in the palm of my hands.

'Just who the hell are you Park Areum?'

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