The house Mingi took me to is completely different than Seonghwa's. It's no mansion but it's really cozy and welcoming. After showing me the guest bedroom he makes me some green tea.

We sit on his couch saying nothing.

Me: Nice house.
Mingi: Thanks.

It's hard to imagine us the best of friends, but we were. I faintly remember chasing down the ice-cream truck with him, us arguing over the last slice of pizza, and lying in the backyard all day.

Things were so much simpler.

Now I'm engaged to a mafia boss, my life is in danger every other day and my dad treats me as if I'm the biggest nuisance in his life.

Mingi: You look like you're constipated.

I blink bringing me back to reality.

Me: How long do you think it'll take the guys to find that person who sent the note?
Mingi: Why? You miss your fiancé already?
Me: No!

He smiles teasingly.

Mingi: Don't worry, we're a very precise and quick team. I know what'll make you relax, milk pudding.

How'd he know?

Mingi: When we were kids you use to chug them down like it was nothing.
Me: I had some with Seonghwa early and it was great.
Mingi: Oh, so you probably don't want anymore.
Me: Huh? Who said that?

He chuckles.

Mingi: The market isn't too far from here, I'll go grab some. I'll make sure the doors are locked. Don't open it for anyone, I have a key.

I nod as he begins to slip on his shoes. Once he leaves I sit on the couch twiddling my thumbs. Eventhough his house is nicely decorated there's no traces of family pictures or anything, same with Seonghwa's house.

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Seonghwa's point of view

I stare at the piece of trash curled up on the ground. He's spitting about blood and barely moving, but somehow he still keeps his mouth shut not giving any information.

Wooyoung sighs impatiently, his gun tucked away in his belt his hands itching to use it.

Hongjoong: We've been at this long enough, either you start talking or you die.

The guys gives us a sickening smile.

Him: Killing me won't stop anything.

Wooyoung presses the gun to his forehead.

Me: Continue.
Him: You kidnapped the wrong man, I don't know anything. What I do know is you're wasting time beating up me when that little lady is in danger.

Huh?

Wooyoung: Stop fucking around.
Him: I'm not, you sent her away right? A hour or so out? Yeah my partner was tailing you guys. He's either almost there or there.

My blood runs cold.

Him: You can beat me or kill me, but that won't make her safe. You better hope she's alive.

Wooyoung pulls the trigger making the man's body slump. I look over to see Joong on the phone.

Hongjoong: Mingi's not answering.
Me: I'll try Nia.

After endless rings her voicemail comes on.

Me: Let's go!

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Nia's point of view

I stare at my reflection, my skin is breaking out and I have bags under my eyes. I've never looked so stressed. My life is like the twilight zone now.

A bang from downstairs makes me jump, is Mingi back?

I leave the bathroom and begin to go downstairs.

Me: Mingi! Mingi?

Where is he?

I look at the front door and see it's just hanging open. Something isn't right. A hand slaps itself against my mouth, the person behind me twist my arm so that I can't move.

The chuckle they let out makes my skin crawl.

"Behave and I won't kill you."

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goodmorning