True Lies - Prologue
Title: True Lies
Characters: Minho (shinee), Eunhyuk, Donghae, OC's
Overall Rating: NC-17
Genre: Angst, Drama, AU
Length: Chaptered (ongoing)
Warnings: violence, sex, language
Disclaimer: I only own the story
Summary: MiRae was approached by someone from an underground government agency called the AKF (Alliance for the Korean Forces), claiming that her identical twin sister who she hadn’t heard from or talked to in 4 years was a part of, and that her sudden death had put a hindrance on their assignment. Wanting to bring down the infamous Choi Corporation, they convinced her that they needed her to pretend to be her sister. Not sure what to do but wanting to get closer to her sister by doing what she did decides to take the job. She becomes an agent in the AKF going undercover as a secretary to the most respected young businessman Choi Minho. MiRae is uncovering secrets all around her. The real reason why her sister stopped talking to her, the AKF and the bad boy with pretty boy looks Choi Minho. What will happen when MiRae's world turns upside down knowing that the everything she believed to be true turned out to be nothing but lies?
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Prologue
MiRae felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, and the chills run down her spine. The weather was hot and humid, yet she felt cold and scared. She walked down the sidewalk and she felt like someone was following her. She quickly spun around and found nobody there, nothing suspicious. Her eyes squinted as she looked farther down the street spotting nothing out of the ordinary.
There were two boys in school uniforms talking and laughing to each other, so she turned around and continued her journey, but she was far from relieved. She felt as if someone was following her, watching her. She’d been feeling this way for the past 3 days, but her friends and boyfriend told her that she was being paranoid.
Her heartbeat sped up and the palms of her hands started to feel clammy. She wiped off the sweat that was starting to form on her forehead due to the heat and she bit her bottom lip. The heels of her conservative black shoes clicked away on the concrete sidewalk. She heard footsteps behind her also speeding up. She wiped her hands on her black skirt as she clutched her purse closer to her body, making up her mind to start running away and to hide in the nearest store.
She screamed as she felt a hand on her shoulder and she looked behind her getting ready to hit the person who was following her. She took a good look at the guy trying to remember any visible marks in case she needed to report this guy to the police. The guy had on black pants, a black long sleeve shirt, black shoes, black sunglasses that covered his face with a black beanie pulled down low.
MiRae tensed up as she felt the arms of this guy wrap around her wrist. “Please don’t hurt me, just take my purse.” She said as she closed her eyes shut not wanting to know beforehand if he was going to do anything.
Her eyes flew open as he grabbed her hand forcing her palms up and placed a brown leather wallet into her open hand. “I believe this is yours miss?” he asked and she opened her eyes and looked at the familiar wallet. She opened it seeing her face on her driver’s license and multiple credit cards and business cards.
Her face flushed in embarrassment with realization that she misunderstood the stranger’s intentions. She looked up and saw that the stranger was gone and she looked all around hoping to find the stranger and apologize and thank him for his kindness.
MiRae stood on the sidewalk still thinking over what just happened. She didn’t leave anywhere with her wallet, so where could she have accidentally dropped it? She shook her head not wanting to think too much and just be grateful that it was returned to her, and with nothing stolen as well. She tilted her head as she slowly turned around walking in the direction she was originally.
Momentarily the thought that she was being followed was lifted until she felt a hand come over her mouth and she was dragged into a nearby alleyway. Tears welled in her eyes as she was held from behind when two men stepped out in front of her wearing black suits.
She swallowed heavily trying to come up with a plan in getting away. She couldn’t take all these men by herself, but she wouldn’t go without a fight.
“Jung MiRae, born August 31, 1987 to parents Jung SeungHyun and Cho MiRin, has identical twin sister Jung KyuMi. You majored in psychology at Seoul University. Your best friend is Cho HwaJae, and you’ve been in a relationship with Lee HyukJae for three years…”
MiRae felt the fear creep up her spine once more as the man continued to rattle off everything about her life. From important things, to little mundane things she hadn’t even thought of herself in years. Even hearing her sister’s name made her weak in the knees wondering why these men were after.
The man finished reading the folder that had every single detail of her life and the air was thick with awkward silence. MiRae didn’t know what to do or say, especially when the arms that were around her loosened up and was able to get away from his grasp.
“Wh… What do you want from me?” She asked as bravely as she could, and hated that she squeaked a bit.
“Follow me MiRae-ssi” the older man said as he turned around and walked further down the alleyway. The fear of what could happen if she did follow him kept her from moving her legs. She stood rooted to the spot gulping nervously. “I said follow me, there is something you need to know.” He said, but MiRae still didn’t follow him.
“Wh… why should I? I don’t know you! How do I know you won’t keep me as a hostage or even rape me?” She yelled out her frustrations and the man chuckled and that irritated her even more.
“If we wanted to take you hostage I would have just tied you up and forced you to follow me minutes ago. If I wanted to rape you I wouldn’t have read your entire file, and you would be screaming now for help.” He said and MiRae couldn’t help but follow the man’s logic.
“What is it you want? Why can’t you tell me now? Right here?” she asked and the man sighed in annoyance.
“It’s about your sister.”
“My sister? Why would you even bring her up? I haven’t seen her in four years! I know nothing about her, I don’t even know where she is.” She said truthfully and the man sighed once more.
“Jung KyuMi is dead. She died two days ago.” The man said without any emotion and MiRae choked back a sob.
She’s dead? MiRae thought to herself as the tears that were originally welling in her eyes due to fear fell as an overwhelming sadness came over her. I’ll never be able to talk to her again, laugh with her, or maybe this guy is lying. Yes that’s right he’s lying, there’s no way she’s dead! MiRae’s thoughts were quickly interrupted as the man shoved pictures in her face.
MiRae brought a hand up to her mouth as she tried not to throw up. Here in front of her were pictures of her sister, and not the beautiful girl that looked just like her. But it showed a girl with cuts, and bruises all over her, marring her beautiful pale skin.
After several minutes trying to compose herself from the awful and shocking news she met her red puffy eyes to the man that stood just feet away from her.
“If KyuMi is dead then what do you want from me? I know nothing about her, we haven’t spoken in years!” She said as tears continued to stream from her eyes. The news was just too much for her to bear.
“We need you to pretend to be her.” He said as if it was the most natural thing to say in this kind of situation.
“What?” She asked clearly believing she didn’t hear him right.
“We need you to pretend to be your sister.” He said once more and MiRae felt a sudden headache overcome her and she felt herself falling as her eyes closed and her world went black.
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I know it's been awhile since i've posted anything.. but I have started this new straight fic... straight fics aren't quite my thing.. but i'm trying... lmao.. please comment XD