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He was unconscious.









Tied up... He was in pain.










I knew he needs my help.










I tried to go to him but Two men grabbed me by hands and tied my legs and hands.










"What the hell are you doing?! Leave me!" I screamed while the tears fell down.










"This happens when you poke in another people's business" that manager said while sitting on a chair in front of me.
















"Let me and Jimin go you fucking bastard!" And that was the moment a tight slap came across my face.









"You need to learn to shut your that small mouth" he said while gripping my hair harshly.













I was in pain. So was he. But his one matter more to me.









"What do you want?"










"I'm just tryna keep my golden goose cause he makes a lot of money as I said before kid, but now you are trying to ruin everything so...."









"So?"












"I need to get rid of you"

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