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|| CHAPTER-55 ||

(Warning:- Violence)


"Hobi, do you know what hurts the most?" Jimin asked the pale man that lay there over the floor, resting his head over the wall behind him.

"It's the stab by a person you trust the most," Jimin answered the question of his own and smiled widely as he heard the footsteps on the outside of the door.

Knock! Knock!

"Who's it?" Jimin chirped as he stood up and wiped the blood off the knife with the help of his shirt.

"This is Superintendent, Kim Namjoon! I request you to open the door." The latter announced.

"Don't you dare try any funny tricks! Because the moment I feel something off, I won't think twice before pushing the knife once more into Hoseok," Jimin warned and opened the door half to let Namjoon inside.

The Superintendent made his way through the door unarmed and Jimin instantly shut it behind him.

"You brought the blueprints?" Jimin asked as he pressed the knife over the spine of Namjoon who was back facing him.

"I did."

"Hand them over!" Jimin ordered and tightened the grip around the knife.

"Before that let Hoseok out. He needs medical attention immediately or he won't survive long-"

"Cut the crap! And hand me the papers," Jimin asked impatiently.

"We had a pact, Jimin. You can't break the code. Let him out and hold me as a hostage instead," Namjoon offered.

Jimin scoffed and stepped closer pushing the pointed edge into the male's back, "Do you take me for a fool? The moment I let him go, you won't give me the papers. Because the papers are more important than your life. Aren't they?"

"Jimin-"

"Decide quick, Namjoon. I won't ask twice. Hand me the papers, now!" Jimin growled in a low tone.

Namjoon was stuck.

He couldn't afford to hand over the papers in the hands of the devil neither could he lose Hoseok. He bit his lip as he pulled a chip out of his wristwatch and handed it to Jimin.

"It has the blueprints you asked for," Namjoon answered.

"What if it's fake?" Jimin asked.

"It has a special seal over it. A signature mark of the core room of this building. It's a real one-"

"What if it isn't?"

"Then kill me too," Namjoon answered confidently and turned to face the short male. The knife traced his abdomen laterally as he spun around to face Jimin.

"Fair enough!" Jimin smirked and took the chip. He swung his hand to strike the knife right over Namjoon's knee, splurting the blood over the floor and a part of it smeared over the knife. He traced his index finger over it before licking the blood of the knife.

"You have sweet blood, Namjoon. It denotes that you have done good things in your current life. Have a nice time in heaven, darling." Jimin headed out of the room with his elbow over his nose to prevent the smoke to enter his nostrils.

A sleeping gas.

It exploded through a small can that was let to roll down to the entrance of the interrogation room. The smoke had knocked out all the armed men that stood there.

Jimin's eyes turned into crescents at the view in front of him.

It was clear and safe to head out.

And Jimin had accomplished his first set of jobs. He stepped over the unconscious men and ran out towards the entrance.

Namjoon, on the other hand, fell to the ground holding onto his knee, crippled in pain. He dragged himself over to the table in the interrogation room and pressed the red button beneath it.

"Save us!" He screamed out in pain.
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"How did you knock them off?" Jimin asked.

"A sleeping gas brother," The girl answered in an obvious tone and rolled her eyes as they ran out of the building.

"Cool! Looks like we are safely out," Jimin hyped as they headed towards the black car that stood right in front of them with an open door.

"Yes, we are."

"Let's give the good news to your daddy. Shall we?"

"I can't wait to see his astonished face," The girl smiled cheekily as they jumped into the car and closed the door behind them.

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S.H.A.N.G.H.A.I, 10:56 (Typing....)

"We are on our way to the island, daddy! We have great news for you," the girl sang as she called her father while riding the boat towards the lonely Island from Shanghai port.

"That's great my little princess. Is Jimin with you?" Zhu asked over the phone.

"Yes, daddy."

"Hand him the phone," Zhu ordered.

"Hello?"

"I am so proud of you my baby boy. I wasn't sure about you when I sent you to the Base Station. But you proved your worth after killing all the main heads of that agency. I am very happy today."

"I am glad that you are relieved, daddy," Jimin struggled to pull up a smile over his face; his nails digging into the palm of his hand.

"Get to the island. We need to celebrate this day!" Zhu spoke and laughed audibly.

"Sure, daddy." Jimin waited till the other cut the call and inhaled a deep breath before heading into one of the rooms of the ship.

The girl frowned her eyebrows but let go of all the negative thoughts that bubbled up in her head.

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"Welcome back, baby boy," Zhu remarked with open arms to Jimin that just entered the villa situated in the middle of the island.

The six bodyguards stood right behind Zhu with long snipers in their hands.

Jimin smirked as he saw the man and walked his way towards the male. Zhu's eyes blew wide as Jimin voluntarily placed a kiss on his cheek and bite his lip as he gazed at the man before him.

"Happy Birthday, daddy."

"How did you-"

"Your daughter reminded me of it. And to make it memorable I have brought a special gift for you." Jimin answered and pulled out the chip to hand it to Zhu.

"They are the blueprints you asked for. Have a nice future ahead, daddy."

"I am impressed! Wish for anything and I will provide you with that tonight. Anything you ask for!" Zhu remarked as he looked at the chip between his fingers.

"Let me handle the hotspots that you have reigning so far. I would like to have full control over each port of trafficking and work for you till the death."

"And what makes you think I would do that?"

"My loyalty towards you plus the fact that I would take the entire blame for demolishing the Base Station. Don't you think it's only fair to give me some kind of security?"

Zhu's smirk fell off and he stepped towards Jimin with an eerie silence taking over the ambience. He clutched onto his hair and pulled it hard to raise Jimin's chin, "Fair enough! But remember the moment you break your loyalty. I will burn you in the hell."

"S...sure, daddy!" Jimin whimpered as he held onto Zhu's hand that was clutching his hair.

"Good, now follow me."

"What is this, daddy?" Jimin asked curiously as he held onto the golden key that shone brightly inside the dark room with his bodyguards standing outside.

"It's the key to the safe. The documents related to the hotspots and a record of all the girls we have sold so far. Every single data is kept there."

"Why did you keep all of it? Isn't it dangerous?" Jimin asked as he gazed at the key. Adrenaline rushed through his veins and a new wave of power built in his system.

"I need to keep proof for my future deals. The investors need a foolproof record of what we're are transporting across the sea." Zhu explained.

"Ah! No wonder you are so meticulous and perfect at your job, daddy." Jimin flattered the male.

"I know it. Make sure to take good care of it from now. It's in your hands and I expect you to do a better job. Got that?" Zhu warned.

"Sure," Jimin smiled widely and stepped back a little to bow before leaving the room.

"Agent Juliet!" Zhu interrupted.

"Yes?" Jimin subconsciously answered and cursed under his breath.

Zhu smirked and stepped closer to him to raise his chin with his index finger, "You still haven't forgotten that name, huh?"

"If you want me to then I would wipe it out of my head, daddy," Jimin spoke seductively playing with the tie that was hung around Zhu's neck.

"Juliet's a weak insect. Why would you choose that?"

"Well, guess what? This Juliet can make your knees weak," Jimin replied and pushed the male against the wall, drawing his knee closer to the male's groin.

"J... Jimin."

"What is it, daddy?"

"Be a good loyal dog!"

"Sure, daddy!" Jimin smirked and placed his chin over the man's shoulder; his eyes turned charcoal with a twitch in his eyebrow.

A/n:- What is Jimin trying to do?

Where the fuck is Jungkook?

Did Jimin submit to Zhu forever?

We are close to finding out, little kids ❤

Hope you guys liked the chapter!

Love you guys

Maddie🙂❤








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