Per the plan I'm suppose to act completely normal around "dad" so he doesn't suspect anything. Yet I'm fighting back tears while we drive to his house.

My entire life was a lie, down to every last detail.

I don't even know who I am anymore. If I grew up with my correct family would my personality be different? Would it be better? Worse? Would I not be so spoiled and naive?

There's no point in dwelling on it, it's not like I can ever get those years back. However, it's the principle of the situation. Do you know how evil you have to be to take an innocent child for money?

I'm starting to feel more angry than hurt. The van stops and Yeosang turns to look at me from the passenger seat.

Yeosang: I can't say I know how you feel, but it must be shitty.
San: Sang!

Yeosang shrugs.

Yeosang: I do empathize with you though, you've been lied to since the day you were able to understand. What that man did and is still doing is trash. Don't worry too much because we'll handle him. Fake marriage or not you're still involved with Seonghwa and that makes you family.

Wooyoung nods.

Wooyoung: And there's nothing fake about this family.
Mingi: Or the friendship you and I had.

Seonghwa smiles at me, sending a slight wink.

Okay, let's do this!

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Dad: Kidnapped! Honestly Seonghwa what good are you? You're suppose to be protecting her.

I roll my eyes.

Me: Dad..

It feels gross to say now.

Me: Don't blame Seonghwa, he's trying his best.
Seonghwa: It's hard when you have five enemies a day coming left to right.

The man who probably has been spitting lies since the day he could talk lights a cigar. He blows the smoke out nodding his head slightly.

Dad: In a half hour I'm meeting with some young entrepreneur named Park Jimin.

That's Namjoon's friend.

Dad: He's young but his product has been selling rapidly all over Korea. Young boys like that jump at the chance to have a wealthy business partner. I'd like you to stay and be security. Nia you just sit on the couch in the corner like a proud daughter.

He pisses me off.

Nonetheless I stay in character smiling and nodding. The air is thick and heavy. He sits at his desk reading over paperwork while Seonghwa, Yeosang and Wooyoung "guard" the room.

The rest of the guys are outside in the van waiting for a signal. They can hear everything due to the wire Seonghwa has on.

At four on the dot Jimin walks in, a bright eager smile on his face. This man should win an Oscar for this performance.

Dad: This is my lovely daughter Nia, her husband Park Seonghwa and his partners Yeosang and Wooyoung.

Jimin bows politely greeting us as if we haven't met him a few hours earlier.

Jimin: Shall we get down to business?
Dad: I like you already.

Jimin goes on to talk about statistics, sell charts and a bunch of other complicated things my brain can't comprehend right now. Jimin flicks his ear twice signaling he's about to go in for the kill.

Jimin: I can offer you twenty percent.
Dad: Twenty? You must not realize how business truly works.
Jimin: With all due respect I built a small business from my basement and touched three million dollars within two much. I'm very much aware how business works and what I'm worth.

He turns red for a second but adjusts himself so he can appear as that "innocent business man" in front of the young entrepreneur.

Jimin: If we're being honest twenty is generous, Yoshi industries only wanted ten.
Dad: Y-Yoshi industries?
Jimin: Yes, matter a fact you use to be Mr.Kim's business partner a long time ago right?

He nods.

Dad: I wasn't aware he got back into business.
Jimin: He keeps a low profile. Avoiding drama is what's best to run a business, no?
Dad: Correct.

I can see the gears turning in his head letting us know step one of our plan has worked.

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im working in my new bts fic called bad meets evil. it's a jungkook love story (: