Kidnap My Heart Chapter 2: A Serious Kidnap
Title: Kidnap My Heart
Author: j-j-l-o-v-e
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, Romance, Mpreg
Length: 10 Pages
Summary:Seeking revenge, Yunho marries Jaejoong with no real intentions of falling in love. But, when he does he choose between the two loves of his life, Jaejoong or Guen Young, who happened to have married Jaejoong's father in a desperate attempt to wash away her debts. Making the biggest mistake of his life, he betrayed Jaejoong, and in one night his dreams had shattered. Meeting Jaejoong five years later-still not knowing the truth of the whole story, Yunho is determined to make it up
“I can guarantee you ten million that my father won’t give you that ransom.” Jaejoong boldly stated with a demeaning look etched on his face. “Do you think you’re the first one to kidnap me? I’ll pay you for my own ransom.”
His kidnapper ignored his words, as he dialed the number of the hotel. None of the three kidnappers had even bother to tie up the heir, he had already complained about the cleanliness of the rope before assuring them that he won’t run away as long as they keep that dirty rope away from him.
"What do you want?" The fifty year old man asked his eyebrows furrowed at the sudden call from a stranger. Originally he had wanted to ignore the call but at the sudden mentioning of his kidnapped sun, his only heir, did he feel compelled to answer.
"10 million dollars," the brash muscular man said calmly, the dark chocolate orbs shifted over to look at his “victim” sitting adjacent to him with his arms and legs crossed. Yunho almost wanted to laugh when the male heir shook his head before mouthing angrily, “I am worth more than ten million.”
"10 million dollars!" there was a long pause in the conversation. Yunho once again shifted his eyes over to the feminine male who now was looking at him hopefully.
"I want to talk to my son." Yonna-Ha, the President of the Kim Corp., stated after his state of shock.
Yunho handed the black retro phone over to the heir before giving him a look of, “You better sound pathetic enough.”
Jaejoong held the phone up to his ears, understanding what his kidnapper was looking for. Clearly his throat for a second, he quickly let out a few soft gasps.
"Appa!" Jaejoong tried to sound helpless, scared, and pitiful.
"Jaejoong ah!" Jaejoong felt relieved, his father's voice was soaring with concern.
"Appa the-" Jaejoong was suddenly cut off when his father cut him off.
"Jaejoong ah do you know where you are? Can you escape?" Jaejoong's eyes fell in annoyance, his lids felt heavy. Concern did soar in his father's voice, but, it was not concern for him, it was concern for the ten million dollars.
Was he not worth ten million dollars in his father’s eyes? If anything he thought himself to be worth a couple billion dollars.
Jaejoong handed the phone back to Yunho, "I want to eat good things, tell him to pay 10.5 million." Jaejoong said dully as he dropped the phone into Yunho's hand.
Yunho looked at Jaejoong's back; he could see the disappointment ranging in the beautiful light brown eyes. He slowly held the phone up to his ears again.
"10.5 million," Yunho's new price seemed to have shocked the new groom.
"I want your wife to deliver it, next Friday, under the Shuoken Bridge. If any police are there, than be prepared to hold a funeral." Yunho placed the phone back onto its receiver.
Yunho looked around the abandoned warehouse before spotting the stunning male near the open window.
'He's innocent in all this...' Yoochun's voice echoed in his head.
"You know..." Jaejoong started as he starred at the moon through the window.
Yunho looked over at Jaejoong back.
"Today was my birthday..."
Jaejoong turned around with a fake smile on his face. He looked like he had wanted to cry, but he couldn’t or didn’t want to shed the tears. Yunho could already tell that this was most likely an regular occurrence. “I’ll pay you for my own ransom.” Jaejoong’s words stuck to Yunho, has his parents refused to pay for the ransom that the young heir had to pay for it himself. But that didn’t seem to make sense either, why did he willingly climb into the car without even trying to escape.
"They promised...to spend it with me...then this wedding happened,” Yunho could tell he was angry.
"They promised...." Jaejoong echoed into the room, the sadness and disappointment no longer contained. “You’re pretty bad at this,” Jaejoong quickly shifted his attention to his kidnapper after he realized how vulnerable he had sounded. “Do I look like I’m only worth 10 million? Do you think this is how a kidnapping is done? You should have threatened to cut off my fingers or something.” Jaejoong complained.
Maybe even for the briefest moment, Yunho felt a bad for the young heir, but it was soon gone when the arrogant attitude of Kim Jaejoong’s made its appearance once more. “Yah, do you think this is a joke?” Yunho muttered in disbelief.
“I have been very patient with you knowing your background, but don’t try to push your luck.”
“Who do you think you are talking too? I am Kim Jaejoong, heir of the future Kim Corp, worth more than all of your pathetic lives combined.” Jaejoong rebated. Jaejoong watched as his kidnapper shook his head before walking away.
Yunho slowly walked out of the room, his footsteps clanking in the silence of the large tattered warehouse.
Yunho held onto the door knob and turned around, looking at the emotionless heir one more time before he closed the puke green door.
"He just followed?" Changmin's voice caught Yunho's attention. Yunho turned around to face his brother's.
"What happened in there?" Yoochun asked as he saw Yunho's sketch less face.
"Nothing..." Yunho shook his head.
"Is every one going to be here soon?" Yunho asked before he dismissed himself.
"By midnight." Changmin replied as he looked down at his wrist watch.
"Make sure no one touches him when they arrive." Yunho muttered through his teeth. He knew his friends all too well, none of them would be able to contain their rage or anger. The Kim’s had wronged one too many families. Just knowing that the heir had such dirty blood flowing in him, they would all want to torture him till death.
Changmin and Yoochun both nodded their heads at their brother, just as Yunho turned around Yoochun spoke.
"Hyung are you sure, Noona will come back?" Yoochun spoke softly knowing that he had hit the older male's soft spot.
Yunho's fist clenched at his sides, he turned around to face Yoochun.
"If she doesn’t then Kim Jaejoong won’t ever see the light of day." Yunho spoke rashly, his footsteps clanked angrily as he walked through the large garage doors, stepping into the fresh air.
"Why can't...you see that he's innocent..." Yoochun mustered as he turned around to look at the barf green door that contained the beautiful male behind it.
Yoochun felt pity on the male heir; Yunho was pushing all his parents’ faults onto him. He hated the Kim's just as much as Yunho, but, he would never go harm someone that was absolutely innocent in the whole situation.
Yoochun looked over at Changmin, since there parents had died, Yunho had solely raised them. Yunho was there father and Guen Young was there mother. Then...there was Lingmi.
Yunho merely stood in the yard, in a shaft of pale moonlight, his face uplifted, gulping air like he'd just surfaced from the depths of the sea. A sea of memories.
"Hyung~" the taunting whisper came into his ears.
"Hyung~" it came once again and disappeared like the wind.
Yunho closed his eyes, knowing it was only a mere illusion that his mind created to ease away his pain.
The female face, imprinted into the inside of his eyes lids, he could see the picture perfectly. The small little face, the big eyes that sparkled every time she laughed, the small pointy nose that was similar to his mothers, and the puckered lips that were always pale red.
"Hyung!" she called happily, the little girl ran into the middle of the yard, allowing the moonlight to absorb her.
"Lingmi!" Yunho called. Running up to the little girl, wanting to pull her close and protect her forever like he had promised his parents.
But, as soon as his solid warm-blooded hands passed through the little girl, she disintegrated into little fire-flies, whispering away into the darkness.
"Lingmi!" Yunho called frantically as he turned around, looking for his younger sister.
His sister was gone...she was gone two years ago. Raped and thrown into the sewers for rats to eat. All evidence pointed to one man, Kim Yoon-Ha. Yet, no one dared to touch the millionaire. Not even the police. The case was thrown out, all evidence burned by the police themselves after a generous donation from the Kim family.
Yunho's cold eyes shimmered in the moonlight, as he starred up at the bared window of the lighted room, his body burning with hatred. His sister, his love all taken away from him by one family, the Kims.
"Kim Jaejoong...you will pay for the blood running through your veins" Yunho whispered...
-
Jaejoong felt foggy and slow, but, the morning rays just wouldn’t allow him to sleep anymore.
Jaejoong lifted his hands, shielding his eyes from the sun's burning fiery as he slowly raised himself on the bed.
The bed was hard, the floor was cold, the blanket was unsoft and the room smelled of poorness.
Jaejoong's foggy state allowed him to miss the standing person at the rim of his doorway.
Yunho's eyes pierced into Jaejoong's back as the male heir did some exercises to unstiffen his body from the unfamiliar bed.
He was too young, not only in age but in experience, sheltered and pampered and protected to the fullest extent. He was an heir, one born to privilege, raised to enjoy it, and schooled to continue it.
Yunho carefully studied Jaejoong's move. Taking in every detail that the male could offer. Which by the way, was a lot.
He could catch hints of his body: the sharp indent of his waist, the slight curve of his hips, the long length of his narrow legs.
Jaejoong slowly turned around and he looked into Yunho's dark eyes. Those dark eyes never gave anything away. No fear, no sadness, no happiness...just simply no emotion.
"You father contacted this morning." Yunho spoke, as he leaned onto the rim, crossing his arms at his chest.
"What did he say?" Jaejoong asked dully. He was doing just what Junsu had told him to do, not put faith in those situations where you know the outcome already.
"Give him a couple more days to round up the money." Yunho replied, as he walked into the small room, standing before the gorgeous male.
"Do you want to go out for a walk?" he spoke, looking afar out the window. The young heir looked like he needed to breathe.
The luscious green trees and the yellow daisies in the field were slightly moving by the wind’s strong push.
Jaejoong looked at Yunho confused, why was he suddenly being so...considerate? Putting his guard down the heir meekly nodded his head.
-
The air was cool and sweet, a breeze streaming off the mountains, carrying the scent of evergreens.
Jaejoong ran into the fields of yellow daisy, a smile painted across his face.
The beautiful enticing smile, immediately caught Yunho's attention. His smile portrayed innocence, pure, and kindness. It was unlike the proper, social smile that gave no hint that he was anything other than a rich heir. The Kim Jaejoong in front of him seemingly lost all the arrogance he portrayed yesterday.
The trees rose on all sides, spearing towards the sky, a mix of evergreens that he couldn't identify. They made him feel sheltered, safe; there were a thousand of trees around them. How he wish just to stay here all alone...or to spend it with someone who can bring him true happiness.
How long had it been since he felt so free?
Narrow bands of sunlight fell through the trees, sparkling upon the little dew drops on the grass.
Jaejoong kneeled down, plucking little white clovers on the floor.
"Don’t you want to know why I kidnapped you?" Yunho's voice brought him back to the harsh reality.
"Not really." Jaejoong replied dully. And there was the arrogance once more.
Silence hanged over them, as Jaejoong continued to pluck flowers and Yunho leaning against a tree.
Jaejoong added the long stems into his palm, clutching the huddle of flowers in his hand, then turned his head a little to catch a glimpse of the other broad male.
Yunho's intense eyes starred back at him.
"Let’s go." Yunho said as he stood up straight, turning to head back to the warehouse.
Jaejoong trailed behind him, his eyes on the other males back.
'Lingmi!' Jaejoong remembered the other male calling last night. Jaejoong had saw Yunho in the yard, running towards the middle, trying to hold something...all he could heard was 'Lingmi'
"I’m not doing it for money." Yunho said, he didn’t bother to turn to look at the other male, he kept his eyes straight on the road.
"I know you’re not." Jaejoong replied. Yunho turned back to looked at him, not surprised or shocked from Jaejoong's response.
Jaejoong smiled a little, "If your motive was really for money, than you wouldn’t have asked for 10 million only." Jaejoong walked ahead of Yunho, leaving the other male behind.
"Your goal must be something else, maybe to torture my father? But you should have done your homework better. My father doesn’t care about an heir; he can create one of those any day." Jaejoong rambled on. Yunho could hear string of negatively in his voice. Then there was a soft sigh.
"Maybe you’re an angel sent down to earth to save me..." Jaejoong said childishly. Jaejoong turned around to look at Yunho, his hands in the center of his body, holding onto the little bouquet.
"At least I know I’m useful for something. If my father doesn’t pay, then I’ll pay you the ransom for making use of an heir who has no value." Jaejoong added.
Yunho could see the little glint of disappointment and sadness ranging in the stunning eyes...but something else caught his attention....
The Red Mustangs parked outside the warehouse.
"There here..." Yunho mumbled as he ran pass Jaejoong.
"Wait, who's here?" Jaejoong yelled as Yunho's back.
Yunho pried the small door open, looking inside; he felt relief surging through him.
His friends....
"Yunho," G-Dragon, Taeyang, T.O.P, Daesung, Seungri called. Each had a smile on their faces, glad to see that there friend was all right.
"Where's the Kim heir?" T.O.P. asked, as he climbed off the table, a bat in hand.
Jaejoong's hand landed onto Yunho's shoulder, his breathing labored."Yah! I said to wait-" Jaejoong stopped as he saw the new people in the warehouse, each not looking friendly.
"We should lock him up, so he can’t run away!" Seungri said as he approached the male.
"He won’t run away." Yunho added a second later.
"We should still make sure; he's our only key to save Noona." DaeSung said as he walked towards Jaejoong.
Seungri and DaeSung both grabbed Jaejoong by the wrist, pulling him back to the old warehouse; they rudely pushed the feminine male into the room he had stayed the previous night.
Jaejoong starred madly at the door, he had never been treated so rudely by anybody before.
"I think now...I've seriously been kidnappe
d..."
Author: j-j-l-o-v-e
Pairing: YunJae
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, Romance, Mpreg
Length: 10 Pages
Summary:Seeking revenge, Yunho marries Jaejoong with no real intentions of falling in love. But, when he does he choose between the two loves of his life, Jaejoong or Guen Young, who happened to have married Jaejoong's father in a desperate attempt to wash away her debts. Making the biggest mistake of his life, he betrayed Jaejoong, and in one night his dreams had shattered. Meeting Jaejoong five years later-still not knowing the truth of the whole story, Yunho is determined to make it up
“I can guarantee you ten million that my father won’t give you that ransom.” Jaejoong boldly stated with a demeaning look etched on his face. “Do you think you’re the first one to kidnap me? I’ll pay you for my own ransom.”
His kidnapper ignored his words, as he dialed the number of the hotel. None of the three kidnappers had even bother to tie up the heir, he had already complained about the cleanliness of the rope before assuring them that he won’t run away as long as they keep that dirty rope away from him.
"What do you want?" The fifty year old man asked his eyebrows furrowed at the sudden call from a stranger. Originally he had wanted to ignore the call but at the sudden mentioning of his kidnapped sun, his only heir, did he feel compelled to answer.
"10 million dollars," the brash muscular man said calmly, the dark chocolate orbs shifted over to look at his “victim” sitting adjacent to him with his arms and legs crossed. Yunho almost wanted to laugh when the male heir shook his head before mouthing angrily, “I am worth more than ten million.”
"10 million dollars!" there was a long pause in the conversation. Yunho once again shifted his eyes over to the feminine male who now was looking at him hopefully.
"I want to talk to my son." Yonna-Ha, the President of the Kim Corp., stated after his state of shock.
Yunho handed the black retro phone over to the heir before giving him a look of, “You better sound pathetic enough.”
Jaejoong held the phone up to his ears, understanding what his kidnapper was looking for. Clearly his throat for a second, he quickly let out a few soft gasps.
"Appa!" Jaejoong tried to sound helpless, scared, and pitiful.
"Jaejoong ah!" Jaejoong felt relieved, his father's voice was soaring with concern.
"Appa the-" Jaejoong was suddenly cut off when his father cut him off.
"Jaejoong ah do you know where you are? Can you escape?" Jaejoong's eyes fell in annoyance, his lids felt heavy. Concern did soar in his father's voice, but, it was not concern for him, it was concern for the ten million dollars.
Was he not worth ten million dollars in his father’s eyes? If anything he thought himself to be worth a couple billion dollars.
Jaejoong handed the phone back to Yunho, "I want to eat good things, tell him to pay 10.5 million." Jaejoong said dully as he dropped the phone into Yunho's hand.
Yunho looked at Jaejoong's back; he could see the disappointment ranging in the beautiful light brown eyes. He slowly held the phone up to his ears again.
"10.5 million," Yunho's new price seemed to have shocked the new groom.
"I want your wife to deliver it, next Friday, under the Shuoken Bridge. If any police are there, than be prepared to hold a funeral." Yunho placed the phone back onto its receiver.
Yunho looked around the abandoned warehouse before spotting the stunning male near the open window.
'He's innocent in all this...' Yoochun's voice echoed in his head.
"You know..." Jaejoong started as he starred at the moon through the window.
Yunho looked over at Jaejoong back.
"Today was my birthday..."
Jaejoong turned around with a fake smile on his face. He looked like he had wanted to cry, but he couldn’t or didn’t want to shed the tears. Yunho could already tell that this was most likely an regular occurrence. “I’ll pay you for my own ransom.” Jaejoong’s words stuck to Yunho, has his parents refused to pay for the ransom that the young heir had to pay for it himself. But that didn’t seem to make sense either, why did he willingly climb into the car without even trying to escape.
"They promised...to spend it with me...then this wedding happened,” Yunho could tell he was angry.
"They promised...." Jaejoong echoed into the room, the sadness and disappointment no longer contained. “You’re pretty bad at this,” Jaejoong quickly shifted his attention to his kidnapper after he realized how vulnerable he had sounded. “Do I look like I’m only worth 10 million? Do you think this is how a kidnapping is done? You should have threatened to cut off my fingers or something.” Jaejoong complained.
Maybe even for the briefest moment, Yunho felt a bad for the young heir, but it was soon gone when the arrogant attitude of Kim Jaejoong’s made its appearance once more. “Yah, do you think this is a joke?” Yunho muttered in disbelief.
“I have been very patient with you knowing your background, but don’t try to push your luck.”
“Who do you think you are talking too? I am Kim Jaejoong, heir of the future Kim Corp, worth more than all of your pathetic lives combined.” Jaejoong rebated. Jaejoong watched as his kidnapper shook his head before walking away.
Yunho slowly walked out of the room, his footsteps clanking in the silence of the large tattered warehouse.
Yunho held onto the door knob and turned around, looking at the emotionless heir one more time before he closed the puke green door.
"He just followed?" Changmin's voice caught Yunho's attention. Yunho turned around to face his brother's.
"What happened in there?" Yoochun asked as he saw Yunho's sketch less face.
"Nothing..." Yunho shook his head.
"Is every one going to be here soon?" Yunho asked before he dismissed himself.
"By midnight." Changmin replied as he looked down at his wrist watch.
"Make sure no one touches him when they arrive." Yunho muttered through his teeth. He knew his friends all too well, none of them would be able to contain their rage or anger. The Kim’s had wronged one too many families. Just knowing that the heir had such dirty blood flowing in him, they would all want to torture him till death.
Changmin and Yoochun both nodded their heads at their brother, just as Yunho turned around Yoochun spoke.
"Hyung are you sure, Noona will come back?" Yoochun spoke softly knowing that he had hit the older male's soft spot.
Yunho's fist clenched at his sides, he turned around to face Yoochun.
"If she doesn’t then Kim Jaejoong won’t ever see the light of day." Yunho spoke rashly, his footsteps clanked angrily as he walked through the large garage doors, stepping into the fresh air.
"Why can't...you see that he's innocent..." Yoochun mustered as he turned around to look at the barf green door that contained the beautiful male behind it.
Yoochun felt pity on the male heir; Yunho was pushing all his parents’ faults onto him. He hated the Kim's just as much as Yunho, but, he would never go harm someone that was absolutely innocent in the whole situation.
Yoochun looked over at Changmin, since there parents had died, Yunho had solely raised them. Yunho was there father and Guen Young was there mother. Then...there was Lingmi.
Yunho merely stood in the yard, in a shaft of pale moonlight, his face uplifted, gulping air like he'd just surfaced from the depths of the sea. A sea of memories.
"Hyung~" the taunting whisper came into his ears.
"Hyung~" it came once again and disappeared like the wind.
Yunho closed his eyes, knowing it was only a mere illusion that his mind created to ease away his pain.
The female face, imprinted into the inside of his eyes lids, he could see the picture perfectly. The small little face, the big eyes that sparkled every time she laughed, the small pointy nose that was similar to his mothers, and the puckered lips that were always pale red.
"Hyung!" she called happily, the little girl ran into the middle of the yard, allowing the moonlight to absorb her.
"Lingmi!" Yunho called. Running up to the little girl, wanting to pull her close and protect her forever like he had promised his parents.
But, as soon as his solid warm-blooded hands passed through the little girl, she disintegrated into little fire-flies, whispering away into the darkness.
"Lingmi!" Yunho called frantically as he turned around, looking for his younger sister.
His sister was gone...she was gone two years ago. Raped and thrown into the sewers for rats to eat. All evidence pointed to one man, Kim Yoon-Ha. Yet, no one dared to touch the millionaire. Not even the police. The case was thrown out, all evidence burned by the police themselves after a generous donation from the Kim family.
Yunho's cold eyes shimmered in the moonlight, as he starred up at the bared window of the lighted room, his body burning with hatred. His sister, his love all taken away from him by one family, the Kims.
"Kim Jaejoong...you will pay for the blood running through your veins" Yunho whispered...
-
Jaejoong felt foggy and slow, but, the morning rays just wouldn’t allow him to sleep anymore.
Jaejoong lifted his hands, shielding his eyes from the sun's burning fiery as he slowly raised himself on the bed.
The bed was hard, the floor was cold, the blanket was unsoft and the room smelled of poorness.
Jaejoong's foggy state allowed him to miss the standing person at the rim of his doorway.
Yunho's eyes pierced into Jaejoong's back as the male heir did some exercises to unstiffen his body from the unfamiliar bed.
He was too young, not only in age but in experience, sheltered and pampered and protected to the fullest extent. He was an heir, one born to privilege, raised to enjoy it, and schooled to continue it.
Yunho carefully studied Jaejoong's move. Taking in every detail that the male could offer. Which by the way, was a lot.
He could catch hints of his body: the sharp indent of his waist, the slight curve of his hips, the long length of his narrow legs.
Jaejoong slowly turned around and he looked into Yunho's dark eyes. Those dark eyes never gave anything away. No fear, no sadness, no happiness...just simply no emotion.
"You father contacted this morning." Yunho spoke, as he leaned onto the rim, crossing his arms at his chest.
"What did he say?" Jaejoong asked dully. He was doing just what Junsu had told him to do, not put faith in those situations where you know the outcome already.
"Give him a couple more days to round up the money." Yunho replied, as he walked into the small room, standing before the gorgeous male.
"Do you want to go out for a walk?" he spoke, looking afar out the window. The young heir looked like he needed to breathe.
The luscious green trees and the yellow daisies in the field were slightly moving by the wind’s strong push.
Jaejoong looked at Yunho confused, why was he suddenly being so...considerate? Putting his guard down the heir meekly nodded his head.
-
The air was cool and sweet, a breeze streaming off the mountains, carrying the scent of evergreens.
Jaejoong ran into the fields of yellow daisy, a smile painted across his face.
The beautiful enticing smile, immediately caught Yunho's attention. His smile portrayed innocence, pure, and kindness. It was unlike the proper, social smile that gave no hint that he was anything other than a rich heir. The Kim Jaejoong in front of him seemingly lost all the arrogance he portrayed yesterday.
The trees rose on all sides, spearing towards the sky, a mix of evergreens that he couldn't identify. They made him feel sheltered, safe; there were a thousand of trees around them. How he wish just to stay here all alone...or to spend it with someone who can bring him true happiness.
How long had it been since he felt so free?
Narrow bands of sunlight fell through the trees, sparkling upon the little dew drops on the grass.
Jaejoong kneeled down, plucking little white clovers on the floor.
"Don’t you want to know why I kidnapped you?" Yunho's voice brought him back to the harsh reality.
"Not really." Jaejoong replied dully. And there was the arrogance once more.
Silence hanged over them, as Jaejoong continued to pluck flowers and Yunho leaning against a tree.
Jaejoong added the long stems into his palm, clutching the huddle of flowers in his hand, then turned his head a little to catch a glimpse of the other broad male.
Yunho's intense eyes starred back at him.
"Let’s go." Yunho said as he stood up straight, turning to head back to the warehouse.
Jaejoong trailed behind him, his eyes on the other males back.
'Lingmi!' Jaejoong remembered the other male calling last night. Jaejoong had saw Yunho in the yard, running towards the middle, trying to hold something...all he could heard was 'Lingmi'
"I’m not doing it for money." Yunho said, he didn’t bother to turn to look at the other male, he kept his eyes straight on the road.
"I know you’re not." Jaejoong replied. Yunho turned back to looked at him, not surprised or shocked from Jaejoong's response.
Jaejoong smiled a little, "If your motive was really for money, than you wouldn’t have asked for 10 million only." Jaejoong walked ahead of Yunho, leaving the other male behind.
"Your goal must be something else, maybe to torture my father? But you should have done your homework better. My father doesn’t care about an heir; he can create one of those any day." Jaejoong rambled on. Yunho could hear string of negatively in his voice. Then there was a soft sigh.
"Maybe you’re an angel sent down to earth to save me..." Jaejoong said childishly. Jaejoong turned around to look at Yunho, his hands in the center of his body, holding onto the little bouquet.
"At least I know I’m useful for something. If my father doesn’t pay, then I’ll pay you the ransom for making use of an heir who has no value." Jaejoong added.
Yunho could see the little glint of disappointment and sadness ranging in the stunning eyes...but something else caught his attention....
The Red Mustangs parked outside the warehouse.
"There here..." Yunho mumbled as he ran pass Jaejoong.
"Wait, who's here?" Jaejoong yelled as Yunho's back.
Yunho pried the small door open, looking inside; he felt relief surging through him.
His friends....
"Yunho," G-Dragon, Taeyang, T.O.P, Daesung, Seungri called. Each had a smile on their faces, glad to see that there friend was all right.
"Where's the Kim heir?" T.O.P. asked, as he climbed off the table, a bat in hand.
Jaejoong's hand landed onto Yunho's shoulder, his breathing labored."Yah! I said to wait-" Jaejoong stopped as he saw the new people in the warehouse, each not looking friendly.
"We should lock him up, so he can’t run away!" Seungri said as he approached the male.
"He won’t run away." Yunho added a second later.
"We should still make sure; he's our only key to save Noona." DaeSung said as he walked towards Jaejoong.
Seungri and DaeSung both grabbed Jaejoong by the wrist, pulling him back to the old warehouse; they rudely pushed the feminine male into the room he had stayed the previous night.
Jaejoong starred madly at the door, he had never been treated so rudely by anybody before.
"I think now...I've seriously been kidnappe
d..."