"Daddy, do you trust him to kill that agent?" The daughter asked her father, standing by his side and watching electric wristbands being put over Jimin's hands.

"I don't trust him, that's why I am sending you with him, my lovely princess," Zhu replied and patted her head.

"Will you take me to the world trip I talked about, after this?" She asked with sparkles of hope in her eyes.

"We will see-"

"Sir, you have a call!" A man walked toward Zhu and lend him the phone.

"Make sure to finish the task. I will meet you later, okay?" Zhu ruffled her hair and walked away talking over the phone.

"O-okay, daddy."

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"How does it feel to be a dog to my father?" The girl asked cheekily as she sat over the top floor of the ship and gazed at the male who sat there over a wooden chair with cuffed hands.

"Can't you speak? I am bored here. Hello?" The girl screamed from the top not receiving any response from the male.

"Do you have a parent?" Jimin managed to speak up after a while.

"What? I can't hear you," The girl said.

"Do you have any person other than the man whom you call daddy?" Jimin asked with a voice louder than before, his eyes still fixed over the ground before him.

"Why are you getting personal? I asked for a casual talk," the girl pouted and looked far into the ocean with her hands resting over the railing.

"I had a person who was like a parent to me. I couldn't stay too long without him. Sometimes, his bright smile used to lighten my day after a long mission. But it would get too annoying on some days. I would envy his life and wish to have a normal life like him. Nonetheless, at the end of the day when he brings up the stories of his colleagues and friends, all of my insecurities just vanish into thin air. That was the type of bond I had with him," Jimin began.

"Then what happened?"

"He told me to leave him, forever. He wished that I disappeared from his life. And the irony is, I did vanish into thin air-"

"He would have felt guilty," the girl added.

"For?"

"Maybe he didn't mean those words. What if he is expecting you?"

"Do you think so?" Jimin asked finally lifting his head and looking at the girl who was lost in her world.

"Mumma..."

"Huh?" Jimin asked as he tilted his head.

"I had a mom but she ran away," the girl began.

"Why?"

"My dad gave her two options. Freedom or daughter and the cruel lady chose the former," the girl's voice trembled as she began, "People are selfish. They only care about themselves. Never trust anyone other than yourself. They will hurt you eventually-"

"Is that what your father taught you?"

"Nope, those were the last words said by my mom before she ran away. The last words of wisdom she filled in my ears before leaving me alone."

"Do you miss her?" Jimin asked as he stood up from the chair. He turned to face the girl who immediately rubbed her eyes and looked at him.

"No, I don't! And bitch, stop asking me questions!" The girl screamed in frustration and pressed the button in her hand.

A wave of current spread through Jimin's wrists to his spine and knees. He let a loud cry escape past his lips as the electricity produced pain equivalent to fracturing multiple bones inside his body.

"Don't you dare try tricks over me or you will face that again!" The girl ordered and got into the room inside the ship.

Jimin fell over the floor clutching onto his wrists and scratching his arms. The shock had damped but its effect was still buzzing in Jimin's skin.

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"Jungkook! Get into your position. We spotted the ship! We are heading towards it."

"Aye aye captain," Jungkook chirped and pulled the strap of the bag with a loaded gun.

Yoongi tapped over the computer to get a glimpse of the satellite image of the ship.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he analysed the image.

"Are you sure this is the ship?" Yoongi connected the server to the main Base Station.

"Yes sir! This is the code number we received from the informant," One of the agents from the Base Station responded.

"Why is there a very few movements over the ship? I barely see a few people in it," Yoongi asked.

"We don't know about that, sir. We will send an analysis report. Please wait-"

"What the fuck were you guys doing till now? We can't afford to wait. It's the single interjunction that our ship can attack theirs. We can't afford to miss this opportunity," Yoongi screamed over the mic and shut it off.

He pressed the bridge of his nose to rule out the possible danger spots over the ship.

It's two way.

Either they do nothing and get attacked by the people over that ship.

Or, attack before they could capture them.

"Jungkook?"

"Yes, hyung?"

"You need to attack the ship! Are you ready?"

"What do you mean?"

"We have been tricked! There aren't any victims over that ship, Kook," Yoongi informed biting his nails.

"Give me the orders, hyung. I will follow your command," Jungkook replied as he buckled up his shoes.

Yoongi inhaled sharply before pulling the mic close to his lips, "I, senior analyst, Min Yoongi order you to attack first and bring over any suspicious person found during your firing. Any mishap during the attack will be considered a failure and the responsibility will fall over my shoulders. Go ahead!"

"Why are you so dramatic, Hyung? You ain't taking any bullcrap responsibility. Remember, I am the boss, here." Jungkook chuckled before leaping off the ship.

He threw a rope in his hand toward the advancing ship. It tugged right at the railing and created a taut around Jungkook's chest.

The safety lanyard stiffened around Jungkook's chest and prevented him from falling into the waters.

He swung his legs towards the outer wall of the ship and pressed his sole against it as he gripped the rope in his hand, "Phew, that was close."

He tugged onto the rope and climbed his way up to the top of the ship and rolled his body to fall into the ship.

"I am in. What's the status?" Jungkook asked but there was no response from Yoongi's side. He managed to lift himself off the floor and patted the dust off his knees and tried again, "Hyung, what's the matter?"

"There is a person right in front of you..." Yoongi replied as he gulped.

The radar took too long to determine the intensity and send images. And currently, he spotted a person right before Jungkook.

"What the fuck are you-"Jungkook turned around and the air cut his voice sharp. He let go of the mic that hung down from his ear.

"M...Mimi-" Jungkook's voice felt heavy as he watched the male in front of him.

He stood there in a complete black outfit with his hands crossed behind his back and flashing a small smile at Jungkook.

"Why out of all people, it had to be you, Kook?"

"Huh? What do you mean, Mimi?" Jungkook tried to approach the male.

"Stop right there!" Jimin howled and his eyes turned darker with time.

"You...aren't my Mimi. Are you?" Jungkook stuttered as he watched the male pull out a gun and point it toward his forehead.

"Drop your weapon and kick it to my side, now!" Jimin ordered as he swallowed back a lump in his throat.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked as he took off the weapon bag from his shoulder.

"Because I was meant to do this. Why did you trust me in the first place?" Jimin put forth with his grip increasing around the gun.

"I do not wish to answer that," a tear formed over Jungkook's eyes as he threw the bag over the floor and kicked it towards Jimin.

"You should have better known when people threw clues at you. You were a fool to shelter me," Jimin choked up on air as he spoke.

"What's stopping you then? Shoot me!" Jungkook responded fisting his hands and digging his nails deep into his palms.

Jimin walked ahead towards him, keeping the gun posed right at his forehead, "I won't hesitate to blow your head."

Jungkook's heart was punching his chest wall but he had to remain calm. He couldn't show up the fear he had within at the moment.

He had to stay alert and cautious.

"Shoot his stomach!" The girl ordered through the earpiece connected to Jimin.

Jimin nodded and trailed the gun to Jungkook's stomach and pulled the trigger.

"What the fuck!" Jungkook fell right over his knees clutching onto his stomach, screaming in pain.

Though Jimin was a smart bitch to aim at Jungkook's abdomen. He made sure the gun would simply grace the side of his abdomen.

"Why the fuck did you come here?" Jimin shouted as he tried to hold the gun tight between his palms but fuck! His hands were trembling to the core.

"This...isn't where you belong, Jimin. Return with me. Start a new chapter with me, yeah?" Jungkook tried to communicate and buy some time for himself to think of a possible way out of this.

"I...can't be a part of your life, Jungkook. You deserve someone better," Jimin replied as he advanced toward the male.

Jungkook?

Jimin never uses that. What is it that he was trying to tell him?

"Shoot him in his chest!" The girl howled over the mic.

"Jungkook, I hope you find a better person for yourself in the next life," Jimin spoke up and rushed towards the male and shot the bullet straight into Jungkook's chest who was struggling to stand up.

"Don't loathe me too much, Kook. I had warned you," Jimin mumbled against Jungkook's ear as he held onto his lifeless body.

"Just...why?" Jungkook murmured as his breath hitched.

"This was the only way I could protect you, Kook. I am sorry!" Jimin whispered and aimed the gun over his tummy and fired it.

Jungkook's eyes went wide as he felt the blood ooze out of Jimin's body. Jimin leaned against Jungkook's body who himself struggled to stand straight.

"Guess you were truly a lover of this Juliet, Kook," Jimin's lips turned pale as he kept talking. He dropped all his weight over the male's body and tugged his leg under Jungkook's knee to pull it off the ground.

Jungkook gasped as he felt his body balanced over the railing before dropping into the cold waters.

Jimin truly wasn't planning on killing both of them that night. Was he?

A/n:- What were your theories?

Had you seen this coming?

Well, we are so close to the end of this book.

And don't worry, I have spicy smut planned (smirks)

I will update the next chapter, tomorrow.

Hope you guys liked the chapter.

Love you guys.

Maddie🙂❤