(Namjoon's P.O.V)

I lay comfortably on my bed watching some kdrama when...

*KRING* *KRING*

My phone rang... it was an unknown number. Should I answer this or not? I asked myself.

[I have something I would like you to do.]

[I don't want it.]

[You will. If you didn't do it. I'll kill someone. Who...Haneul or Jimin? Just tell me, honey.]

[Fine. What is it?]

[I want you to kill Henry Minjinu.]

[No! Why would I?]

[Just do it or one of them dies!]

[Fine. Where could I find Henry?]

[He's in the hospital.]

[Okay, what hospital?]

[My men are outside you go with them and they'll lead you to my office.]

[Okay.]

After she talked to me about assassinating Henry I got out of my house to witness a black BMW. Two suited men. They grab my arm and pushed me in the car senseless.

~×~
(Jimin's P.O.V)

*peep*

[You have an urgent meeting sir.]

[Thanks, I'll be there in 5 min.]

[End call]

Packing the things I need, putting my formal clothes on together with my shoes, and drove to the company.

As soon ad I park my car this group of black-suited men crowding around me. One of the men pulled out a gun pointing at my back. The man then takes the advantage to push me towards the car. I obeyed and entered their car.

~×~
(Taehyung's P.O.V)

As soon as I reached the apartment. I've been all drunk and this question keeps on running in my head. Should I tell Haneul or not?

But as soon as I got there, I bumped into a tall girl. Her scent was familiar.

"Taehyung?" My eyes got blurry as soon as the person speaking.

~×~
(Janelle's P.O.V)

"You stay here. I can buy food. I don't want you going out and I found you with a girl making out." I said calmly. He nodded furiously not bothering to move.

"Good. Annyeong! I'll be back!" I shouted and leaving Jin.

Dragging myself down the stairs as soon as I reached the entrance, I bumped into someone who has the scent of alcohol.

"Taehyung?" I asked him then passed out.

He smirked. And vomited. "Gosh, Taehyung where do you stay? And why are you drinking again?" I asked hovering his other arm on my shoulder.

He chuckled. "I am Haneul house," he said with a smile and half-closed eyes.

"What? You with Haneul?" I asked a little curious.

"No" he snorted.

"Tell me the truth, I'm not in the mood" I asserted slightly kicking him in the shin.

"Yeah. Me follow you." He hiccuped and started to walk droopy.

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(Namjoon's P.O.V)

The whole time, this thick black sack was around my head, trying to control my breathing. I started hyperventilating since I don't like being in close areas.

"Kid stop breathing too loud it's annoying." One of the men said in nuisance.

"Maybe he's claustrophobic." One of the men who sound like a nerd.

"Yeah yeah. Just shut up." The raspy voice said.

"We're close kid. Just hold you breathe for a few minutes. Try not to breathe too loud."  The raspy voice whispered in a gentle way. I nodded in response.

"You're about to meet someone kid. Bet you're ready." The other one said with a chuckle. The whole I've been thinking of who.... meet someone? My father? He died a long time ago he can't be alive.

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(Jimin's P.O.V)

I like hours and this black sack is blocking my sight. I sighed, I can't anything anyways...

An hour or so the car stopped and one of the men pushed me out to meet a very bright and windy place, and then I started hearing planes. Holy! Where are they taking me?!

"Where are you taking me!" I yelled and tried to get off the tight grip. But I received a strong punch on my stomach earning a slight groan escaping my mouth.

"Just shut up kid." The guy with croak voice said. Pushing me to what if feels like a private plane.

They sat me down on the seat and buckle me up making sure I couldn't escape.

(Haneul's P.O.V)

I've known everything... right from when Jimin left. I know this would happen. I knew everything...

Mianhae... grabbing a piece of paper, I started scribbling.

Dear Jimin...

(Hoseok's P.O.V)

Henry... appa...

Yoongi my namdongsaeng hugged me tightly. Crying on my shoulders.

"Hyung." He murmured while sobbing.

"Yoongi," I whispered while stroking his back, gently.

"ne?" He responded.

"You chased someone earlier... do you somehow know what happened?" I asked he shrugged but a little tense. I can feel something was off.

"No. I don't see anyone. They said it was the nurse that came in." He added.

"Have you seen the face?"

"No" He replied.

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yes. Its Namjoon. Yoongi thought.

They've stayed like that for a while. Silently murmuring things, things that would comfort each other.

~×~
Meanwhile, Namjoon was tied up in a chair.

His breathing got louder as he can feel eyes were on him. Silently observing me.

"Yah! Just let me go!" Namjoon shouted.

Abruptly a voice was heard behind him. It was soft yet raspy, it's a mix of a woman's voice with a croaking voice.

"Soon our guest will be here and you are going to kill Henry Minjinu for me. Understand?"

"Heather?"

I know it may sound weird, but when Haneul forgot everything... I decided to name her. I named her before my stepmother. It's strange... I always thought she died a long time ago together with dad. But today... she's standing in front of me... blackmailing me. I don't know why she wanted to kill Henry but I have no business to ask. She's a monster after all.

"You still remember me. How touching. All these years I thought you forget about your stepmother." She said with clasped hands while fake wiping her tears.

"Guest? Who?" Namjoon asked confused. He gulps the huge saliva that was forming in his mouth.

"Oh, you know him very well. And you're going to be shocked by his appearance." The woman said with a smirk.

"What do you mean?" Namjoon asked repeating himself over and over.

"Ms. Kim, the plane has arrived." One of her men in black said.

"Good. Take the special guest here. My son is excited to meet him." She stated the sly fact, he was scared and excited to meet whoever this guest was.

"Who are you talking about?!" Namjoon yelled, all tensed up and over with his stepmother's little games.

"Yes, Ms." The man bowed and run outside to where I heard the plane land.

My heart beats fast while my knees started to weaken.

After a few minutes, the door opened and a three-man entered. The one was tied up and his head was covered with a black sack.

He wore a neatly organized suit. He had a small figure.

I hope it's not him...

~×~
(Namjoon's P.O.V)

I sat there unmoved as they tied the guy to the chair in front of me. He didn't budge or move a single muscle. As of he's done with everything. Tired of getting away that has no use.

He flinched.

"Who are you!? What do you want from me!?" Then it hit me.

His voice was very familiar... so familiar that a single tear left my eyes.

I am not ready for this. He doesn't deserve this.

Jimin? Is that you?

"Oh is his voice familiar to you?" Heather asserted with a smirk forming on her face.

"Park Jimin. tsk tsk tsk." She said shaking her head in disappointment.

"Who are you how do you know my name!?" Jimin shouted.

"What a waste of time." She said taking out a knife and started caressing it on Jimin's shoulders while she wore a demonic smile.

"Heather! You stop this now!" I shouted.

"Heather?" Jimin spoke up. A slight pinch in my heart.

"Yeah. I am-" I cut her off.

"Fine, I'll do it! Just let him go after!" I said giving up.

"Great! Deal?" She excitedly hopped and stuck her arms in front of me.

"Deal."

"Untangle him and don't let him go away." She ordered.

"What are you both dealing with? And what do you mean you're Heather?" Jimin asked, all confused.

Mianhae...

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