Regret-Jikook

Face to Face

 "We don't have time to play around so I would ask nicely just once, Where are the files which your brother gave you", he hissed in my ear.

 I was more confused now, what they were talking about, how they know Jihyun Hyung? 

"What files, I don't know what you are talking abou....." I couldn't finish my sentence as a sharp pain rose in my right cheek at where that monster had slapped me so hard, that I could taste the metallic blood in my mouth.

 "Cut the crap, or else you'll the end same as your brother". He growled.

 Wait ..........what he did he do to my brother?

"Where is my brother", I hissed at them gathering all my courage when in reality I was scared as hell.

 "Well let's see............... I don't know. Maybe he is rotting in some morgue right now", he answered as it was the most normal thing to him whereas for me the world stopped spinning.

 Tears pooled in my eyes, as I registered that Hyung is dead, my only brother is dead and his murderer is standing right in front of me and I can't do anything to avenge him.

 "You monster, how dare you kill my brother, what did he did to you, untie me and I would kill you with my own hands", I thrashed around the chair trying to break free with tears staining my cheeks but he just chuckled loudly.

 "Everyone.......... OUT", he commanded the people around him who obliged without a slight hesitation.

 He stepped towards me confidently, whereas I growled at him anger coursing through every vein of my body. He untied my wrists with a single flick of his hands. As soon as I got free I lunged at him, my hands fisted. I attacked him repeatedly but he dodged my every move with exact precision, making me angrier.

 Suddenly, he grabbed my hands and pinned me to the nearest wall, with my hands pinned tightly to my sides. 

"A feisty kitten we got here, I see", he hovered over me smirking evilly.

 My heart was hammering in my chest from all the adrenaline coursing through my body. I spit on his face, out of hatred and anger since it was the only thing I could do in this state. It caught him off guard for a second, giving me the opportunity to kick him in the nuts. He groaned loosening his grip, and I sprinted for the escape route. But before I could open the door, a strong fist met my head and my vision darkened and I fell unconscious yet again. 

JK POV:

The boy was kidnapped by Yoongi and Namjoon and brought successfully to our hideout.

 I ordered my men to tie him up, and I would deal with him once he wakes up. After half an hour I completed the task that I have been doing in my office and made my way towards where they were holding the boy.

 He was tied to a chair, still knocked out. Soon he started to gain consciousness and started to panic once he realized the situation he was in. 

He started to plea to let him go like that was going to happen. I yanked his hair and asked him about the files, but he just looked at me as if I had asked him to solve Einstein equation.

  "What files, I don't know what you are talking abou.....", I heard him say. 

He really started to get on my nerves, I slapped him hard across the face, maybe that would refresh his memory but he just pathetically whimpered.

 "Cut the crap, or else you'll the end same as your brother", I growled on his face and his eyes widened in horror.

 "Where is my brother", he tried to act brave like that was going to work.

 "Well let's see, he is rotting in some morgue right now", I icily answered, hitting his nerve that really got him worked up.

 "You monster, how dare you kill my brother, what did he did to you, untie me and I would kill you with my own hands", he started to thrash around on his seat. 

"Is he for real", I thought in my head, "this little bitch thinks he can touch me", I mentally growled. 

"Everyone out", I commanded and started to untie his hands. 

"Let's see what he has got", I mentally grinned picturing his bloodied and bruised figure after this encounter. 

He lunged at me as soon as I untied his hands and started to attack me like a freaking amateur.

 "Is this a Joke, is that how he survives in the mafia, hitting like a four-year-old", I grabbed him, pinning him to the nearest wall, his eyes widened in horror, his bruised cheek swollen.

 Seeing him so vulnerable, so close evoke something inside of me, Pity? 

"A feisty kitten we got here, I see", I smirked trying to push away the uncomfortable feeling in my chest.

 He spat on my face out of nowhere and kicked me in the groin making my blood boil. 

"This bitch", I growled menacingly as I hit him straight on the back of his head and he fell into my arms like a fly.

 I threw his unconscious body with disgust on the floor, letting him hit hard the concrete surface.

 I can't wait to kill this bastard once I am done getting the information that I need from him, I scowled and shouted my men to throw him in one of the cells of my basement. 

Maybe a couple of days, without food or water would help him remember things, I thought as I made my way to out of the building.

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A/N: And the train has left the station, although it's gonna be a bumpy ride so Fasten your seat belts guys.....😈😈😈😈

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