HIS WOMAN| J.JK

Chapter 18

Jimin

I cautiously followed Ella as she stealthily navigated through the abandoned warehouse, her eyes sharp and focused, a tight grip on her gun. The place seemed like a scene straight out of a spy movie, with dusty cartons and wooden boxes scattered around, hiding secrets of illegal import and export of weapons and drugs.

"This place gives me the creeps," I whispered to Ella, trying to match her intensity but feeling a bit out of my depth.

She shot me a quick glance, her expression a mix of determination and amusement. "Welcome to the world of undercover operations," she replied in a hushed tone, her footsteps barely making a sound on the dusty floor.

I couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline at the thought of being part of something so clandestine. "So, what's the plan?" I asked, trying to sound confident despite my nerves.

Ella paused, scanning the area with a practised eye. "We need to find the evidence and get out before anyone notices," she explained, her voice low but firm.

As we moved deeper into the warehouse, the tension in the air grew palpable. Every creak of a floorboard or rustle of paper sent a shiver down my spine. "What if we get caught?" I couldn't help but voice my fear.

Ella glanced back at me, a reassuring smile on her face. "Don't worry, I've got your back," she said, her confidence contagious.

Just then, a faint sound echoed from the far end of the warehouse, like footsteps approaching. Panic flashed across my face, but Ella remained calm. "Stay low and follow me," she instructed, her voice barely above a whisper.

We ducked behind a stack of crates as the footsteps grew louder, heartbeats racing in unison. "Ready?" Ella mouthed, her eyes determined.

As we entered the dusty and dimly lit office, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at Ella's constant instructions. "You know, Ella, I'm the chief here," I quipped sarcastically, trying to lighten the mood.

She shot me a cold glare, her lips pursed in annoyance. "Right, because your impressive track record of losing paperwork and tripping over your own feet screams 'chief material'," she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

I chuckled, undeterred by her icy demeanour. "At least I'm not giving out dreadful glares like I'm auditioning for a horror movie," I teased, earning a raised eyebrow from Ella.

"Very funny," she muttered, turning her attention back to the scattered paperwork on the table. "Let's focus on the task at hand, shall we?"

I nodded, trying to suppress a grin. "Agreed. We've got a lot to do, and the sooner we finish, the sooner we can escape this dusty dungeon," I remarked, scanning the room for any clues or leads.

Ella huffed, but a hint of amusement danced in her eyes. "Fine, let's get this over with. And for the record, you owe me a coffee after this," she stated, her tone slightly softer than before.

I smirked. "Deal. But only if you promise to stop giving me those dreadful glares," I replied, earning a reluctant nod from Ella.

I was deeply engrossed in sorting through the scattered papers in the dimly lit office when a sudden scream from Ella jolted me out of my focus. Startled, I turned to see her beckoning me urgently towards a dark corner of the room. Without hesitation, I followed her, the air thick with tension and anticipation.

As we reached the shadowy corner, Ella pushed me gently against the wall, her breath warm against my neck. Despite the darkness, I could sense the intensity in her gaze as she whispered urgently, "We've stumbled upon something big."