I wake up to a lot of ruckuses, I sit up. I'm surprised when I hear gunshots. I find myself frozen. "We just want the girl!" I hear, making my heart stop in my chest. "You're not getting her!" I hear Jackson.

I rush over to my bag and decide to wear something more appropriate. My hands are shaking so much I can barely even dress, I pull on some jeans and wear a fitting t-shirt. Just then my door barges open. I shoot against the wall trying to get out of sight. "Lisa." I hear Namjoon's voice, I let out a breath of relief and run over to him.

"Oh, thank God." He lets out a breath. He looks down at me. His hair was all messed up, but his clothes still managed to stay neat. "They're here for you, and I need to hide you." He says. "H-hide me?" I whisper. He nods. "Come here." He says walking over to my walk-in closet. Wow, like they wouldn't find me here. So obvious, he wants me to act like the stupid girl in horror movies that pick stupid places to hide. He goes to the far corner of the closet and yanks on the rug.

Then he pulls the rug there's some sort of door. He lifts up a small hatch and looks at me. "Get in." He says. I'm hesitant. "Lalisa. Get in, now." He demands. I walk towards it. "What about you?" I ask. "It's my mission to protect you, even if it costs my life." He says. I slowly set a foot in the hole. "Any slower and they'll find you for sure." He grunts.

I finally make it inside and look up at him for instructions. "If Jackson and I don't make it, they'll come and look for you." He whispers reloading his gun. "This is a passageway that goes all around this house, in the walls and even underground, and leads to the outside." He runs a finger through his hair, pulling strands back into place and he clocks back his gun, pulling a bullet in the chamber ready for use. "Namjoon!!!!" I hear Jackson.

"When they leave... If they leave. You wait somewhere in this passageway, Jackson and I sent out a distress call to headquarters. They'll hopefully be here in time to take you to another safe house." He says quickly. "Please, dear God Lisa. Don't go outside, they'll find you in a matter of seconds." I nod. "More of our men are coming, remember that. They'll take you to another safe house." My heart is racing.

"Be quiet and stay low, you're in the wall... it's not sound proof, so don't be stupid and start talking. They'll hear you." He whispers. "We'll do our best to protect you, it's our duty." He closes the hatch and darkness take over my surroundings. I hear him pull the carpet back in place, nice and snug. I then hear him walking away, I never got to thank him. What if that was the last time I'd see him?

I try my best to steady my breath, I tiptoe down a long walkway. I see a small hole that had a stream of light coming through it. I was in the main upstairs walkway, I see Namjoom walking slowly with his gun raised and a poker face on. Just then two guys with really big guns run up the stairs, with only using a bullet for each man, he shoots them both in the head. I'm impressed.

He slowly walks down the stairs, killing guys left and right. I climb down a ladder that takes me to the first floor, I see another hole. I run up to it and peek through it. The beautiful house I saw when I first came, was now gone. Every wall covered in splattered blood, the white tiled floor now of red. I see Jackson behind a wall, reloading his gun. A man is about to run up to him, and I'm about to scream when he's shot down with a bullet through his head.

"Give us the girl, and no one will get hurt!" A man yells from outside. "She's no longer here! She's escaped!" Namjoon yells getting back with Jackson. He nods to him and Jackson looks relieved. "Fine. You won't give her to us, we'll just have to find her ourselves." I look out to see a man with a pink suit, with a matching pink hat. He was puffing on a cigar, I'm assuming it's Chuan Juntasa. I've never really seen him in person before. "You won't find her because she's not here!" Namjoon yells, checking how many bullets he has in his clamp.

I see the man point towards the house and a flock of men run toward Namjoon and Jackson, wearing all black. Jackson and Namjoon look and each other before they nod. As if having a code that neither of them had to say with words, but with their eyes. They run over to the kitchen and slide under the island. I'm completely surprised when they both take off a small machine gun from the bottom of the marble structure.

All the men who walked into the kitchen were a goner. You can tell which kills were from who. Namjoon specifically went for the head and Jackson went for the chest. I catch a glimpse of a couple of men running upstairs. My breath hitches, I can hear things being thrown around.

"They're upstairs," Jackson says. "Fuck." I hear Namjoon. "Let's go then." He says and Jackson nods. They walk together, cautiously out of the kitchen, over the pile of dead bodies.

"Go," Namjoon says and Jackson runs upstairs, I hear noises coming from the room I stayed in last night. I hear gunshots and all the ruckus stops, they run back downstairs and they take positions. "You two are quite fast.." Chuan chuckles. "But I'll have her." He nods. "Send the dogs!" He yells I see both Namjoon and Jackson shoot each other worried glares, and I became nervous.

I see a man walk over to Chuan with a leash that had maybe fifteen dogs attached to it. All either Rottweiler, Doberman, or German Shepherd breeds. Chuan pulls out a shirt that I found all too familiar, one of my old crop tops I had left because I was never going to wear it again. He lets it hang in front of the dogs and they all go crazy smelling it, the dogs all sniff the floor.

Many looking different ways, most looking inside the house. "Release," Chuan says and the man with the leash pulls out a remote. With a click of a small button, all the collars fall off the dogs and they run loose.

Almost half of the dogs run through the front door, only to be shot down by heavy artillery. "My dogs!!!" Chuan yells with anger. I hear barking, that can't be good. Namjoon and Jackson look at each other. "You are a bunch of liars! I knew she was still here, and now we have her." Chuan starts to laugh. I walk slowly through the halls, trying to get away from the barking. I find a ladder and climb up it.

Namjoon and Jackson run towards the back and shoot the men who were assisting the dogs. "Fuck! They got it!" Jackson yells. "I'm sorry Lalisa.." I hear Namjoon and my heart drops. Not long after I hear dogs sniffing, I hold my breath. I don't know where I'm at, nor where they were at, it's so dark. And that's a disadvantage of mine.

It sounds like two dogs, enough to take me down. The breed doesn't make it any easier for me, I pull my leg's to my chest as I'm in a small hiding space up high.

I hear growling right below me. I shut my eyes hoping they'd go away, but I know that isn't possible or even an option. I hear what sounded like jumping. My eyes widen, for sure they know where I am and they are now trying to get me. I feel a yank at my jeans and my leg flies out of my hiding spot.

I bite my lip trying not to make a sound, there's tugging at my jeans slowly pulling me down. I can hear the dog growling, I kick around and I end up kicking the other dog. But it doesn't stop it from still trying to get me out of this passageway, and to the outside where I can be captured.

I try my best to put up a fight. The dog I kicked jumps and pulls on the waistline of my jeans, officially pulling me down. I hit the ground hard, the air knocked out of my lungs. I then feel them dragging me as I tried to get my breath back, gasping for air. I try to hold onto anything I can, I kick my legs around.

For a while, I cling to a part of the wall but the dog that pulled onto the leg of my pants bites into my calf. Instantly causing me to let go. I can't help but scream as the other dog bites into my hip, then they proceed with pulling me towards the outside exit.

I still put up a fight, but I feel a breeze against my toes, indicating that I'm almost outside and I know I'm a goner. A hand grips my ankle and yanks me out giving me a horrible elbow burn. I kick around and I hear gunshots. I touch around my body to make sure I wasn't hit, I'm not the one who was shot. "Lalisa." I look up, the sun blinding me a bit.

"Jackson," I say, relieved. I look down to see the dogs dead beside me. "Come on, Namjoon is in the back waiting for you with the car." He says, helping me up. The injury on my leg shooting pain through my body. "Shit, they bit you." He says I look down at see my right calf muscle bleeding. The other dog that bit my hip, didn't bite hard enough for me to draw blood.

"They have her!" I hear. "Run that way." He points down a cement path. I run as fast as I can, which isn't very fast since my leg isn't very functional. Jackson clears the way as he uses an M16 to shoot down anyone he can. "Run Lalisa!!!" I hear Namjoon as he comes into view, I hear a slight zoom sound. "Jackson!!!!!!" I hear Namjoon.

I look back to see Jackson falling to his knees as he clinches his chest. "Take care of her!" He yells to Namjoon, before throwing his signature smile. Though he was shot down, he still put up a fight, he grabs his handgun from his waistline and shoots behind him. I hear another zoom sound and a clean shot goes through Jackson's head. I hear a loud bang and I see Namjoon with a sniper rifle in his hand.

It was aimed at the top of the house. It was another sniper, his gun had a silencer on it, that's what made the zoom sound. "Lalisa!" Namjoon screams.

A hand flies over my mouth, and a cold hard object is pressed against my head. "Drop the gun." A familiar voice is next in my ear. Namjoon drops the gun and looks at me. "Don't hurt her." He says. I hear a chuckle that makes my ear tickle, he's evil. There are no promises that he won't do all those things that Namjoon had told me about last night. "See, if you would have handed her over, this would have never happened. Your friend would have never died." Chuan says. Liar, he's a liar, he would have still done something or sent someone to hurt them. He walks backward causing me to fumble a bit, a couple of men move in towards Namjoon.

"You move and I kill her." Namjoon looks at me and frowns. "I'm sorry I couldn't keep you safe.." I shake my head. "It was a pleasure doing business with you Kim Namjoon." Chaun laughs as he walks backward while he was basically dragging me along. My eyes water to the sight of a gun pressed against Namjoon's head, he throws me a smile before a bullet is a clean shot through his head. "No!!!" I scream in Chuan's hand. "Oh, be quiet!" There's a crack from my skull and I black out.

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"Lalisa." I hear. "Lalisa." I hear again. I open my eyes, they quickly adjust on the person beside me. "Namjoon!?" I screech jumping up from my bed and hugging him, his hands gripping my waist as a reflex. "What is going on?" He asks. "Awe, man that's not fair. You get lucky?" I hear Jackson. I let go of Namjoon awkwardly, he sets me on my bed. My eyes widen when I realize he's not wearing a shirt.

A black thick strap is around his waist. "Can you please explain to me about why you hugged me?" Namjoom asks. "And why you didn't hug me." I turn and see Jackson slowly walking towards us. "Shut up Jackson." Namjoom throws up a fist and Jackson flinches before Namjoon looks back down at me. "Lalisa?" He's so demanding.

"It's because I had a bad dream, and you died," I say. "And they came for you." He says I nod in response. "Did I die too?" Jackson asks. I frown and nod. "Awe man, I thought I was a beast.." He says. "That can't be good," Namjoom says frowning, rubbing his chin. "What are we going to do?" Jackson asks. "We'll have to get the rest of the guys here, for better protection. It's too risky to take her somewhere else." Namjoon explains, and I agree.

"I'll call Sehun." Jackson runs out of the room. Namjoon looks down at me, his stare is so intense and I wonder why he's looking at me like that. It doesn't help that I feel uncomfortable near his bare abs. "You should dress appropriately. If you think Jackson is a real dog, wait until you meet Baekyun." He says walking out of my room and closing the door.

I get up and head for my bag. I put on jeans and a t-shirt, I throw up my hair into a messy bun, before walking into the bathroom, to wash my face and brush my teeth. I head downstairs and I look straight at the door, "Lalisa." I jump to the surprise of a voice, my eyes shoot to his cold ones. I gulp down saliva, my throat had gone dry. I slowly walk down the stairs, a little hesitant to walk towards him.

He adjusts the strap on his waistline. Dear God, he still hasn't put on a shirt. Just then there's a knock at the door and my heart stops, I run over to him for protection, he looks at me with a straight face.  Jackson walks pass us laughing, "It's just reinforcements." He explains, opening the door and there are several people on the porch. The first one to push past everyone is a girl wearing leather leggings, a leather bralette, and a leather jacket.

Her hair is blonde but not as blonde as my hair, her high boots click against the tiled floors. You know that impression you get of someone when they're bad ass? Yeah, I'm getting the impression that she's a bad ass. She throws a sincere smile, which is a surprise. "Hi, I'm Lee Chaerin, but everyone calls me CL." She says. I fall off from behind Namjoon, smiling. "We already know you're Lalisa." She says, of course, they all know my name.

"That's Gummy." She points to Namjoon, I'm completely surprised to see Namjoon and a woman with short blonde hair, kissing. Quick question, why is everyone's hair blonde? "That's Namjoon's girl." She explains though it is completely obvious to me that this girl is 'Namjoon's girl'. The girl pulls away from him and looks at me from a huge smile. "Hi, I'm Park Jiyeon, but I prefer Gummy." She pulls me into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry that you've had to go through all this." She whispers.

I find myself hugging her back, I let myself feel comfortable with this hug. It feels as if my mother was holding me. "Line up." I hear Namjoon, Gummy pulls away and smiles at me. "Our boss thought that it was best to have other females around you, just so that you're not in a house of men.", "Especially with Jackson." One of the guy's comments. I chuckle, there is this home set feeling I have now.

In front of me, there are a couple of guys and both of the women I met, stood in line. So there are nine new people in the house. "State name and role," Namjoon announces. A young kid steps forward, he bows. "I'm Park Chanyeol, my role is weaponry and equipment specialist. I also hack accounts." He says, followed by a smile. My face heats up, he's cute. "Choi Vernon, also weaponry and equipment specialist." Another young man says.

Two men step forward. "I'm Bambam and this is my partner Choi Seungcheol, we're part of WPP." I stare at BamBam, whispering his name under my breath, he looks very familiar to me. They both bow, step back to only have two more men step forward. "I'm Hongbin and this is my partner Baekhyun, we're bounty hunters." They also bow to me, I feel like a queen with all these people bowing to me. Another man steps forward, he seems to be the last one. "I'm Taemin, I usually work with our boss and I also work with CL and Gummy in training." He says.

"Well, that's everyone," Namjoon announces. I smile and wave at everyone, many serious faces. One face that made me uncomfortable, Baekhyun. A smile pulled on his lips, and his eyes flicked from my feet slowly up to my face again. I get chills and slowly look away from him. Also, that BamBam kid! I think I know him from somewhere! Ugh, I can't put my mind to it.

"So all these people work for this Sehun guy?" I ask. "Our boss, yes. But we are only a couple of almost a thousand workers." Jackson speaks up. "Though, CL and I are the only females who work for Sehun." Gummy adds. "Why?" I ask.

"Look, you all can get all close and shit after we think of a plan," Namjoon says cutting us off. "Go get your equipment and let us get this mission started," Namjoon announces, clapping his hands together making everyone disperse down halls and even back to the car from where they came. I just stand in the middle of all this running around.

"Lalisa." I hear Gummy call me. I turn and see her, smiling. "Sorry about him, he just takes his job seriously." She says patting my head. "I've been seeing his serious side, with some few exceptions." She ropes her arm around my shoulder. "Look, just until we figure out how to handle this. We get a game plan, we'll all catch up. So just stay low, and Namjoon won't be such an ass." She winks before running off to Namjoon who's standing in the kitchen punching in some kind of code into the wall.

My eyes watch in amazement as the north wall transforms into a flat screen. "Where's the food!!!?" Jackson asks. "No one gives a shit about the food, okay? That's not the point." Namjoon says. "I can eat." I hear someone add. "Same, me two. Had like a three-minute drive." ,"Dude, you weren't even driving. It was three minutes, chill." Two of the guys argue.

"You're probably hungry cause all that ass ripping you were doing in the car." Another guy says, someone gets a glimpse of me and they see me laughing. One of the boys who seem to be my age looks at me and blushes. "Woh, not cool." He says, looking back at that other guys. "Bam Bam, shut up. You're just acting like that because Lalisa is right there, everyone rips ass. You just do it a lot." The guy who I can remember as Chanyeol. Bam bam smacks his face and shakes his head looking down, does he know me? Cause he's acting like he doesn't, but why do I feel like I know him?

Chanyeol waves at me, "Hi Lalisa, why don't you come over here?" He asks I'm about to walk over there when I feel a heavy hand on my shoulder. I look up and it's Namjoon. "Don't even think about it, you're not bonding with those guys. You're sitting up here." He says. "Awe Namjoon, that's not cool." I hear one of the other guys whom I remember as Vernon.

"Just let her be, babe. She just wants to talk to everyone." Gummy says. "No, we can't have feelings going around and connections growing. That's how people get fired." He says pulling my arm and making me sit in the front, I just look ahead at the screen and not anywhere else.

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