64?Oppa! You’re My Everything 2
[The Story Continues]
?Episode Sixty-four?
? THE NEXT DAY ?
? South Korea ?
❤Mia’s POV❤
{JP Building, Gangnam Province, Seoul}
?1:45AM?
I stood by the see-throu-ghgl@$$ window in the board room, staring down at the protestors who were gathered across the street, yelling and holding up banners with incitive words written on them
? “WE WANT BAEKHYUN, WE WANT BAEKHYUN”
They chanted in unison, some where holding up large banners with his picture on it while others were putting on t-shirts with; “Where is Baekhyun?” printed on them
“Miss Park….” one of the foreign investors called and I flinched slightly
I had totally forgotten that we were in the middle of an emergency board meeting to address Baeky’s disappearance and to find a way to quell the infuriated fans who had been gathering everyday for the past three days to hold a peaceful protest in front of the building.
I blinked severally and ambled back to my executive seat to meet the questioning looks of the investors and share holders. I cleared my throat and exhaled
“I will still continue to tell you all not to worry, I WILL find Baekhyun and bring him back. As for the protestors; they’ll eventually get tired and stop” I uttered
“Are you really @$$uring us that Baekhyun will come back?” a female investor asked
“Yes that’s exactly what I’m saying” I replied
“But why did he run away in the first place? Leaving his whole life and loved ones behind? What made him take such a rash and reckless decision?” another investor inquired and I sighed while ru-b-bing my temples
“There’s nothing left to talk about. Just stay with JP; we’ll pull throu-ghthis sooner than you think” I @$$ured before getting back on my feet
“I would like to be excused from this meeting now. I have important things to attend to” I added before striding out of the board room and heading straight to my office.
I sat behind my desk and dialed Suho’s number on my phone but it went straight to voicemail
“Where are you, Suho?” I muttered to myself just as the door swung open and Debbie; my @$$istant scuttled in
“What’s chasing you, Debbie?” I asked vacuously
“I’m sorry to barge in but a couple are outside waiting to see you. They said they’re Baekhyun’s parents” she rasped and I sprang to my feet immediately
Baeky’s parents are here?
Oh my god…..
“O…..Okay, let them in” I uttered while fixing my hair and my clothes. Those people are going to be my in-laws anyway so I nee-d to impress them
I waited with bated breath and inhaled sharply when the door swung open again. My eyes beamed when an older man and woman in their late fifties walked inside. I hurried over to them immediately
“Good day Mr and Mrs Lee” I greeted politely “It’s so good to see you again after all these years. I doubt you’ll remember who I am but I’ll tell you just incase you don’t. I’m Park Mia, your son and I grew up pla-ying together”
Mrs Lee’s eyes wide-ned in recognition while Mr Lee still held a serious look
“Of course I remember, You’re Seokjin’s daughter! You and my son; Khyun used to run around and cause trouble together as kids” she gasped and I beamed while nodding
“Oh my! you’ve grown into such a stunning young woman. You’re so pretty!” she added, smiling at me and I blus-hed
“Thank you, Mrs Lee and you don’t seem to have aged even one bit. You look as radiant as you did 20 years ago” I complimented and she laughed
“Oh, thank you my dear child. But tell me; why are you being referred to as the CEO? Have you taken over from Seokjin?” she asked gaily
“Yes, Mrs Lee. My dad retired some months ago and now it’s up to me to run JP” I replied while nodding
“Well I’m so happy to hear that J-Park finally decided to rest. He started this agency many years ago and all by himself. I’m happy for him” Mr Lee finally spoke and I bowed slightly to him
“Thank you, Mr and Mrs Lee for coming all the way from Busan. I know that Baekhyun’s disappearance must be really ha-rd for you to deal with but I want to @$$ure you that I; Park Mia, will find your son and bring him back clean and untou-ched like he was when he left. You can take my word for it because I never promise what I can’t fulfill. He’ll be back before you know it” I uttered with confidence
I was sure that Suho’s plan would work and that I’ll see Baeky again by the end of tomorrow.
?Taeyang’s POV?
I opened my eyes very slowly, my vision was blurry at first, as expected. I Gr0-ned when I felt a sharp jab of pain at the back of my head. It took me a few seconds to recall everything especially how I got the injury at the back of my head.
Then my vision cleared and I could see, that was when I got really aware of the situation I was currently in
“What the…….” I Gr0-ned when I realized I was hanging upside down from the ceiling of a dimly lit room. My legs were tied up with a really strong rope that was attached to a hook in the ceiling!
“Tae……” a familiar voice called and I strained my ne-ck so I could turn to the direction it came from. It was very ha-rd to see because I was hanging upside down and the room was pretty dark but I could never mistake who the person was
“Beomgyu, is that you?” I managed to say, my throat felt really dry and my voice was hoarse
“Yes, it’s me and I’m really scared Tae. I think those people are going to kill us and I don’t wanna die yet” he replied in a shaky and terrified voice
“Nothing’s going to happen to you. I won’t let them hurt you so just stay strong, okay?” I muttered and he kept sniffling.
Just then, the door swung open and bright lights flooded the room immediately causing a little irritation to my eyes. I blinked rapidly as my eyes adjusted to the light.
I turned to Beomgyu and gasped when I saw they had chained him up to a table. His arms and legs were bound and he was crying. His hair which he had dyed lemon green was messy and ruffled.
My heart ached seeing him like that especially since it was all my fault that he was in this situation
“Well I’m so glad you’re finally awake, Taeyang” another familiar male voice uttered and I narrowed my eyes at Suho.
He was with three other men in the room and one of them had blonde hair and looked foreign. I noticed a table beside them with knifes and daggers of all shapes and sizes
“Why are you doing this, Suho? You didn’t have to drag my bandmates into this. They’re still kids!” I yelled while looking straight at him or at least TRYING to look straight at him because I was literally dangling upside down from the ceiling
He smi-rked and picked up a small pocket knife from the table before slowly walking up to me with the knife in his grasp
“You caused all this, you are to blame. Everything that’s happening to your bandmates is all your fault. Because if you had just come clean and told us the truth; then we wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t have to do what I’m about to do” he remarked and strode across the room to Beomgyu before gripping him by the hair rou-ghly and placing the knife on his li-ps
“No! What’re you doing? Let him go, Suho! Leave him alone, he has nothing to do with this!” I screamed and he smi-rked
Beomgyu was shivering in fear, his face was red and streaked with tears
“He has really nice li-ps for a guy, don’t you think?” he asked the blonde one while nodding towards Beomgyu and they both laughed
“Don’t you dare hurt him! He’s just 17 damn it! Don’t do this, Suho” I cried while hyperventilating. I was suddenly gasping for air and I felt my lungs expanding painfully
“Please get me down from here, I can’t breathe. I don’t feel good at all, please” i added in a breathless voice
“Well it’s not healthy for a human being to hang upside down for a long time. What you’re feeling is your body telling you to fix your position before the blood flows into your br@in which will lead to instant death” he mouthed and I gasped
“You won’t get away with this. My father is the financial secretary to the president of this country!” I threatened and he chuckled hysterically
“Oh yeah? Is that so? Well MY father is the emperor of the Hein court in Japan and I own one of the biggest automobile industries in Asia. I have enough money to bribe the president AND your father if I want to. So keep your lame threats to yourself” he sneered
“Let me make things crystal clear; if you want you and your bandmates to leave this place in one piece and without any nasty scares……….then you’ll give me Baekhyun and Hyuna’s location” he added and my heart sank.
I knew that that was the only thing he wanted but the question is; could I betray my best friend; Baekhyun?
I promised him that I would keep his secret but now I’m caught between the devil and the blue sea
“Time is ticking Tae-Tae. Are you giving me their location or will I have to draw the map of Asia on your bandmates face with my knife?” Suho asked in a sing-song manner and moved the knife to Beomgyu’s cheek before putting pressure on the sp-ot causing Beomgyu to cry out and hiss in pain
“Well? Are you going to spill the beans yet or should I step things up?” he growled and took the knife to Beomgyu’s ne-ck
“No! Wait, stop!” I gasped out but he ignored and pressed the knife ha-rder
“That’s not what I want to hear” he mouthed while pressing it even ha-rder as Beomgyu kept screaming
“France! They’re in France, okay!” I yelled and he paused
“Which city in France?” he questioned and I hesitated for a while before he suddenly made a small cut on Beomgyu’s ne-ck with the knife
“Aaaaargh! Tell him what he wants to know, Taeyang!” Beomgyu shrieked in agony and that was when I couldn’t take the pressure anymore
“Montpelier! They’re staying at a building in the north side of Montpelier! Please will you let us go now?” I rasped in a panic stricken voice and he smi-rked victoriously before letting go of Beomgyu and walking away from him
“See? That wasn’t so ha-rd, was it?” he asked mockingly as he pulled out his phone and placed it on his ear
“Ritchie, tell the pilot to fuel up the jet and get her ready” he mouthed and the blue-eyed blonde man nodded before striding out of the room
“I managed to get him to talk. I’ve done my pa-rt, now it’s your turn” he said into the phone and I sighed
I hope you can forgive me Baekhyun but I had no other choice. I’m sorry………… I’m so so sorry.
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TBC