"Here's what we have on Y/N right now." Namjoon said, pulling out a piece of paper and drawing a big rectangle. He then drew five dots around the rectangle—which I'm guessing is the warehouse and the dots are us. He then drew two dots together at the other side of the rectangle.

He pointed the pencil at one dot out of the two, "Jungkook—you will walk in with the cash." He then pointed to the mark right next to it. "Taehyung, you will stay at the front of the warehouse and secure Jungkook's front. If things go sideways—which is very possible, you will be the first to aid."

"Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, and I will be securing the perimeter of the warehouse to make sure they don't sneak off. And if it goes really bad, we will engage battle." We all nod as Namjoon finishes talking.

The plan was set in stone as we started to gear up. Of course, we could've had a cleaner plan, but we only had a limited time.

"We'll get her back, Jungkook-ah". Jimin patted my back before walking past me.

"Prepare yourself for anything, Jungkook. At this rate we don't know what will happen, but I do know that we have a good enough plan to infiltrate and quickly remove her from harm. Namjoon is the leader for a reason, so don't doubt his abilities." Yoongi said.

I sighed and nodded.

"Damnit, drive faster!" I yelled at Taehyung, who was the driver. Seven minutes. The timing will be close, which is why he needs to step on the damn gas.

"Shut up Jungkook! I am your hyung and I am driving as fast as I possibly can!" Taehyung shouted back.

Seven of us went in three different cars to draw less suspicion. Namjoon and Jimin went in one car to secure the back area of the warehouse. Seokjin, Hoseok, and Yoongi went in another to secure the sides of the warehouse and check for any men guarding entrances or exits.

I am not exactly sure why Namjoon grouped me up with Taehyung since he is the lousiest one in our group.

Maybe I'm just paranoid.

Maybe I'm not.

Okay I definitely am.

"We're here," he calls out five minutes after telling me to 'shut up'.

I looked at the time, my eyes widening.

"Shit!" I quickly unbuckled my seatbelt and rushed out to grab the duffle bag. I placed a gun in my holster and covered it with my sweatshirt—knowing that I will need that protection.

"Slow down." Taehyung urges as he catches up with my pace.

I took a deep breath, placing my hand near my holster. I look to my right, Taehyung stood behind the wall, nodding. Time to burn it up.

I raised my leg up, kicking the door in.

"What a great entrance," I heard faintly from upstairs.

"I needed to make a great first impression." A voice dropped with sarcasm. A voice that made me feel comfortable and feel things I would never imagine before. Jeon Jungkook.

"Here's the damn money—just give her to me." Jungkook demanded. He came for me? Am I really worth that?

"Bring her up!" I heard him shout.

A pair of hands untied me from the chair, but retied the rope around my hands to make sure I didn't pull another stunt. Smart choice. He led me to a hallway, I believe. "Stairs," He notified—since they put the blindfold on me again.

My feet slowly touch the stairs one-by-one, making sure that I wouldn't trip.

"Y/N," Jungkook's voice sounded out as I heard him breathe out a sigh of relief.

The moment the blindfold was taken off, my eyes instantly searched for his. When they found each other, I felt at home again. Even though I'm still in a horrible position, I felt safe.

His eyes softened as he sent me a soft smile. The smile I fell for.

"Nuh, uh, uh." The man ticked, turning both of our attention back to the man that called out.

The man held his hand out, most likely waiting for the money that Jungkook has.

I shook my head. "J-Jungkook, that is too much." I looked down at the ground, It's like I was being sold.

"Don't say that... Y/N." He whispered. "You are worth much more than you think you are." He added.

"You take too long, kill her." The man says, pointing his eyes to the buff man holding me. The buff man slides a pocket knife out, switching it up and holding it up to my neck. Not wasting time, he slowly pushes the blade into my skin.

Jungkook's eyes immediately harden as he drops the bag onto the floor before grabbing a gun out of his holster and taking the safety off while he pointed it at the buff man. The man—the boss, I'm guessing, pulled his gun out and pointed it at Jungkook.

There is no way this will end well. I closed my eyes as the searing pain from the knife multiplies thousands of times more. I didn't want to do anything or move at all since it would cause the knife to go in deeper, so the first quiet tear fell out of my eyes. "Keep doing that and I swear, I fucking swear you are dying today." Jungkook threatened.

"Put the knife down," A deep familiar voice called out.

Beside my silent sobbing, I look up and see Taehyung, with a gun in his hands and pointed to the boss.

If anything, the only person coming out alive today would be Taehyung, and possibly me.

"I'll shoot!" Taehyung yells.

I felt the knife dig into my skin even deeper as I start to squirm in pain.

The warmth of red coming from my neck dropped onto my shirt, making a pool of blood visible.

Blood.

I'm actually going to die today.