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jimin held the folder up, scanning chungha's file carefully. next to him, jin was also reading through the detailed document.
in the meanwhile, the woman in question sat on the bed staring boredly at the two men who were too busy nosing into her personal stuff to talk to her.
it didnt say much about her relation to yoongi. there were only some pictures attached of her with the mafia leader. nothing looked too intimate or romantic.
jimin had a bad feeling about this. did they just got fooled? was the heck was going on?
he took his eyes off from the papers, looking direcly at chungha. he frowned seeing how this all time, the woman didnt try to run away or even cry out for help.
"who are you?" jimin asked calmly.
"nothing that you would expect." she replied inspecting her long nails.
"you're not his girlfriend. are you?" the young leader asked, knowing the answer.
"took you enough to realize." the girl smiled challengingly.
"jin, inspect her body." jimin said, again noticing that she wasnt bothered by it.
the older didnt waste time approaching the girl and asking her to stand up. she did so, letting jin remove her jacket, checking her pockets. he didnt find anything.
he moved to her jeans belt, professionaly looking for any hidden microchip. nothing. everything looked pretty normal.
"jin, the necklace." jimin then, interrupted making the older boy get up quickly.
chungha snorted, amused.
jin stared attentively at the accessory and moved his hands fast to it, taking it off her neck.
"it has a micro camera in it." jin murmured, turning around to his best friend.
jimin gritted his teeth, internally cursing at himself for being this stupid. he should've known that whoever this woman was, she wasnt the innocent lamb.
chungha smiled walking up to jimin and holding her hand out.
"i guess i should introduce myself. im kim chungha, specialized in technology, hacking and computing. nice to meet you." she said relaxedly.
jimin and jin groaned at the same time.
"you should answer your phone, park jimin." she then added.
jimin took his phone out of his pocket, looking at the blank screen in confusion. some seconds later, the iphone started ringing and he couldnt fail to notice how chungha took off an earpiece.
the id made him want to throw himself out of the nearest window. he accepted the call, boiling inside from anger.
"min yoongi."
"park jimin. i see you're treating chungha well."
"i wouldnt rape a girl or use violence on her. im not like you."
"you talk like you know me so well. also, it was funny seeing you struggle."
"min, just because i didnt hurt chungha, it doesnt mean i'll give her back to you."
"that isnt any of my concern."
"dont you need your hacker back?"
"i have many more helpers. i guess these can be her unplanned days off. she's probably enjoying herself, making that taeyong guy buy her all her favorite food."
"this isnt over, min."
"is that your hurt ego talking? arent you embarassed of being caught this easily and not getting anything out of it? your revenge is all ruined now, mh?"
"shut the f**k up."
"see you soon, park. you can also keep chungha. she needed a break."
"f**k you."
"you too, yeobo."
jimin ended the call, raging. he tried to massage his temples, feeling a potential heached reach his brain. he closed his eyes, trying to control his anger and humiliation.
"jin. take her back to her house." he muttered without looking at the two.
"it was nice talking to you, jimin. hope we meet again." chungha said happily, leaving the room.
he just sighed, letting himself fall lifelessly on the bed. closing his eyes, he breathed deeply letting sleep take over him.
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