"Do we really have to go back?" Nabi stretched lazily, "Unfortunately, I have to." Jungkook ran a hand over her cheek and buried his fingers in her hair."Can't we put it off for another day?" she frowned sweetly, looking at him pleadingly. "I have appointments, fox." she pursed her lips in displeasure. "A few hours?" she moaned, biting her lip. "Aren't you trying to seduce me, Mrs. Jeon?" he smirked. "Maybe ..." she brushed her hair back and raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't play with fire, doll!" he warned softly, but ran his fingers over her back. She sighed purrly, writhing under his fingers. "Damn it, foxy, haven't you had enough for this morning!" he bit the inside of his cheek as his eyes counted the beats of her heart, clearly visible in the vein in her neck, which protruded even more as he slapped her ass and she tilted her head back, moaning.
"Nothing is enough with you, Jeon!" she sighed, his fingers slowly beginning to pull the sheet down her back. His hand slid low over her back, encircling her ass, and he squeezed her tightly. Nabi groaned and her thighs parted slightly.His gaze caught the movement, and he swallowed convulsively. "Nabi ..." he narrowed his eyes. "Are you tired already, Jeon?" she teased, and Jungkook accepted the challenge.

"Any movement?" Jungkook sat behind his desk, playing with a pen. "We are following him, but so far he has done nothing." Jimin leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees. "Anything from his phone calls?" suggested Jungkook.
"We have found several connections with the mafia, but there is no indication that he has acted against us." V shook his head. "I don't like that." Jungkook looked down, staring at the pen he was spinning in his fingers."Why would he threaten us if he didn't take action? The boxes, the direct threats, just don't sound logical to me. Besides, I'm pretty sure he killed his mother." Jungkook licked his lips thoughtfully.
Namjoon's phone rang, he looked at it sluggishly, but then picked it up sharply, listened briefly, and jumped to his feet. His face flushed with anger. "We're coming right away!" he hung up and looked at Jungkook. "Dae Hyun is at home with Nabi and Ae Ri." Namjoon gritted his teeth and walked to the door.

"What do you want?" Ae Ree sat quietly across from their guest, while Nabi was not so brave and chose to sit a little to one side, but still close to her friend."For starters, I don't want to talk to you, Ms. Kim Namjoon." Dae Hyun crossed his legs and settled down comfortably, "I came to get my wife." he looked at Nabi and smiled arrogantly.
"As far as I know, and I know a lot, your wife is not here. I suggest you look elsewhere." Ae Ri looked at him calmly but defiantly. "On the contrary. Isn't that right, little Nabi?" he stared at her, but Nabi tried to hide her fear and shook her head proudly.
"I'm already married, Dae Hyun, and happily." she rubbed. "Divorce can be arranged in an hour." Dae Hyun shrugged indifferently. "I have no intention of getting a divorce soon!" she hissed, redness on her cheeks and neck. "I don't care what you want, little Nabi," he smiled coldly.
"I suggest you leave before our husbands are home." Ae Ri stood up, hiding Nabi behind her. "I don't think Mr. Jeon will go home at all." Dae Hyun grinned wickedly.
An icy shiver ran through Nabi's body. Her heart pounded as she read the hatred and security in his eyes. What did he mean, what had he done? Jungkook was with Namjoon, wasn't he? He is in the office and is perfectly fine. He was coming home soon, someone from the guards must have called him by now ...

Jungkook stepped on the gas, the two cars trapped him, and he couldn't get out. He turned the steering wheel sharply and entered the opposite, the other car climbed the sidewalk, but continued to drive parallel to his. He looked in the mirror. Namjoon and Jin had the same problem, but the other pursuers simply kept them out, isolating Jungkook's car."Damn it!" he roared and turned sharply again, avoiding the van. It was too busy a way to get out easily. Looking around, he turned onto a far smaller street, hitting the other car. His pursuers crashed into a pole and their car caught fire. He smiled wickedly, but his smile quickly faded.Another car pulled up in front of him, two more behind him, the street too narrow to drive away. Jungkook released the gas and looked for another way to escape. He could no longer see Namjoon and Jin.He looked in the mirror again, damn it, he had nowhere to run. A new street, the oncoming traffic pressed him, and he honked the horn. The cars began to make their way to him, turning away. So they blocked the cars that were chasing him. He tasted victory for a His eyes widened and he jumped on the brakes, but it was too late, the distance was too short and he ran into the car that had sprung up, his car hitting him directly.

"I'll leave you for now, ladies, but I'll see you again soon." Dae Hyun winked at Nabi and stood up. "Go to hell!" she hissed. "Oh, darling, you'll be there soon." he grinned and headed for the door, waving at them.
As the door closed behind him, Nabi slumped to the floor and hid face in her hands. "Nabi." Ae Ri knelt beside her and hugged her. "Everything will be fine, darling, Jungkook is fine, they'll be home soon." Ae Ri's voice was confident.
Nabi nodded, sniffing. Ae Ri was right, he would go home, he was fine, and she had to tighten up to reassure him when he showed up, because he would be furious and do something stupid like killing Dae Hyun.