Do you trust me?

You frowned at the message you had received from your husband. You haven’t heard from him since he left in the morning and you got unwelcome guest called Miya.

It had been over 8 hours and he never called you and didn’t reply to any of your texts and when he did it was only this message. What did he mean?

You became more suspicious when Sehun, his personal assistant, knocked on the door and entered the room without even waiting for your permission. His face was red as if he had run all the way here. There were a few drops of sweat on his forehead, but his hair was perfectly done as always. You always wondered how he could do that.  

“I am sorry, ma’am.” He said, walking towards you. He stopped, short of breath, but it didn’t last long until he caught on and said, “But we are going to leave right now.”

“What?” Your eyes widened, confused. Out of the blues, he opened your closet and dragged the suitcase from under the bed before throwing it on the bed beside you, making you flinch in your place. You couldn’t even speak as you watched him astonished pulling whatever comes into his hands from inside the closet and threw it inside the suitcase.

“Sehun, Stop!” You snapped, grabbing him by the elbow. He gulped hard. His eyes said please don’t ask. But he wished. “What do you think you are doing? What is going on?”

“Did you receive the message?” He asked you. His eyes were arguing and inpatient. You got a tight feeling in your stomach. Since you had gotten married into a mafia family, this never happened before.

“Junmyeon’s? Yes.” You said, suddenly scared. “What is going on, Sehun?”

“There is no time to explain.” He said, shaking his head as he removed your hand from his elbow. “What is your answer?”

“Of course I trust him.”

“Then you should trust me too.”

You had no other choice but to nod in agreement. Whatever the hell was going on you weren’t so pleased about it. You hated that you are being pushed into the dark and just follow orders.

Nevertheless, you wanted to trust Junmyeon. Your relationship was finally more than an agreement. There were feelings, now, emotions that were bigger than you and him.

“Can you get out of the way?” You asked Sehun firmly. “You are not taking the important stuff.”

“Uh!” He blinked, realizing that he was touching your personal clothes without permission. “I hope you forgive me.” He dropped it to the ground, bowed once before gulping hard.

“You are forgiven.” You sighed, heavily. “Now give me five minutes and I will be ready, but...”

“But?”

“You are going to tell what is going on or I will break your head, understood?”

He gulped hard again, nodding before walking out if the door and waiting in the hallway.

You took a deep breath, hand shaking as you grabbed your phone and texted Junmyeon.

“Sehun is taking me somewhere. Did you order him to do that?”

You bit on your lips, heartbeat increasing with each second passing. You jumped from your place with your phone binged for a new notification. It was Junmyeon and his answer wasn’t really pleasing.

“Don’t call this number again. Sehun knows what he will do with your phone. Please, whatever you hear or whatever you see it is not true. Please trust me. I truly, truly love you. Please Y/N.”

You inhaled sharply, then exhaled slowly, trying to release the pain in your chest bit by bit.

You tried to call him. The first try he didn’t answer. The second try, his phone was off. The third try, no hopes. He probably closed his phone or burned it.

What was the hell going on for real? It sounded so serious and no one wanted to tell you anything.

Trust him. You decided that you should do so. If you didn’t trust him, what would you do anyway? You had no other choice.

You picked anything you could bring with you from the closet before heading out of the room. Sehun was standing there, blocking your way out. He mouthed an apology before he took your finger and stamped into finger's ink. You were so confused that you reacted slowly. Only when he pressed your finger on some paper did you realize that you had agreed on something you didn’t even know.

“What is that?” You snapped and tried to snatch the paper out of Sehun’s grip, but he was faster in folding it and sliding it into his suit jacket.

“Your phone!” He said, reaching out his hand.

You suddenly felt unsafe. Suddenly you felt as if someone was stripping you, leaving you . He just took your consent on something you didn’t know by force, and now he was taking your phone too.

“I am not giving you anything until you tell me what is going on.” You yelled, losing all your patience. It was all getting on your nerve. And you felt so alone and scared.

“I will tell you everything on our way. Now give me your phone.” Sehun said firmly, almost rudely. “If you still want to make it out of her alive, follow my lead.”

You scoffed rolling your eyes. “Are you threatening me?”

He rolled his eyes back at you as he snatched your phone from your hand. You gasped, surprised, from the sudden impact. You didn’t think he would do something like this.

“Yah!”

“We need to move on.” He said, throwing your phone in the next garbage. Pulling something out of his pocket, it was a new phone. A different model from yours, but with the same technology. “Take this. It only has my number if you needed anything. Boss will call at the right time. Until then, you can’t call him yourself. His old number is probably not working by now.” He was talking so fast that it was impossible to follow him.

You only realized you were following him when you reached the car that was waiting right in front of the house door. He opened the door for you and you got in as he put your bag in the back of the car.

Starting the engine, everything was going too fast, he didn’t let you ask questions. He kept talking about, you should do and what you shouldn’t. And whenever you asked a question he cut you and continued with his blabbing.

Call me if you needed anything.

Call me if you need to go to the hospital.

Don’t get out of your new house without telling me.

It is better not to watch the news

Trust the boss

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