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You opens the small bag on your lap; one you always have with you a mini first aid inside finding a band aid, he takes it from your hand before you can even pull the packing to stick it on your finger.

He pulls the protective backing taking your finger he wrap the band aid tightly around your finger, almost uncomfortably tight but you don’t voice that letting him do what he please, no one can stop him either so why waste your birth.

You lay your palm on your lap as he lets go though his finger linger around a bit, though it’s not care you are not naïve enough to deluded yourself it as his kindness but it is something darker- authority, possession – control.

The plane lands swiftly yet inside you is the turbulence, its night and devoid of anyone beside the four of you as expected it would be. Tae -Geom glance at your band aid finger as you roll your suitcase, even with the cold wind around sweat accumulate on the side of your neck, he knows what is the reason behind it and for once he too seems nervous for you. 

Lee man bae waits outside with a car for all of you, the man bow respectfully at Baek Jeong, he drives you to the stadium where the match is taking place Alan had gone to step up the shoot.

The match had just begun when the three of you arrived at the stadium, the people cheer around you as the three of you walks inside, roars of the fans both of Adik Belov and Kim Geon woo echoes with deafening noise. You not so subtly sit on the other side of Tae- Geom, you had endured a very long flight sitting next Baek Jeong you just needed air to breathe, though both males had caught it yet didn’t comment.

The match starts with Adik taking the lead, knocking Kim Geon woo down with nasty punch, that had you cringe Baek Jeong turns to Tae Geom “What happens if Adik wins?” his hood hiding his face from the crowd.

“He’ll pay you. The prize money will be used to pay off his debt.”

Baek Jeong look annoyed at that “Then why the fuck did I come if I didn’t have to be here?”

“I’ll drag him in no matter what.” Tae geom promises.

“Get that bastard in the fucking cage.”

“Got it.” 

Tae geom sits straight beside you as the fight continue you wince again when the Adik land more on the guy Kim Geon Woo, the first round is over with Adik dominating, you cross your legs over another leaning closer watching closely as the round two begins, Kim Geon woo takes the lead you landing good straight punch to Adik that had the man bleeding from his eye, and he goes for another and making you close your eyes in instinct when Geon woo goes to land the next just as the bell rings, he does not hit making the crowd cheer his name at the display of his sportsman ship sprit.

Baek Jeong glance around as the crowd hail Kim Geon Woo’s name while you dread the looming weight of what will happen after this match. Adik glance around the crowd finding you three, his fear in his eye mirror yours too, the cause is also the same man sitting on the same row as you.

The third round begins and is over just as quickly as Kim Geon woo shuffle across and lands left hook onto Adik’s side; he falls unable to stand up by himself as the bell rings when times run out.

The commentator announce Kim Geon woo as the new WBC super-middleweight champion, the crowd cheers as they celebrate, you hang your head down hearing a sigh from beside you Tae Geom as he standing up to walk down to get Adik.

Baek Jeong huffs his hands in his hoodie pocket the two of you walks out the arena to the parking lot.

He opens the driver’s side of the car’s door closing again when he feels you stand behind without getting inside “What?”

Your hand fists beside you “I have something important to say.” He narrow his eyes at you walking closer to you.

He looks down at nose to you making you wants to step away from his vanity “It can wait, I’m sure it’s nothing important.” Something in his tone makes you wonder if he already knows, the only person you told your concern was Tae Geom on frantic rant few months ago, but he didn’t talk about it with you again.

“Now get in.”

You nod shakily walking hastily to the passenger side of the car, the car stops outside a metro station, a guy usher the two of you inside through a door to a place where the step for the stream had been set up.

Baek Jeong sits on his chair as you prep the medical kit he takes of his watch leaning back on the chair, he seems relatively clam you turns to him thinking of approaching the man with your reasoning, you have been trying more moths yet every time you do so something prevent that and more of than not he brush you off which made you paranoid and sacred too at the possibility that he knows that you want leave but he doesn’t want to let you go even if your debt was paid back long time ago.

“What is that you thinking?” Baek Jeong voice makes you startled breaking the chain of your thoughts as he stands up taking off his hoodie, his knuckles are already wrapped.

He throw the jacket to the chair reading your every moment you let a nervous chuckle “Uhm, I wanted to talk about my debt.”

“What about it?” he questions walking towards you.

You cross your arm over your chest “Well, I paid right, and I want to leave.” You shake your head “I don’t want to do this anymore.”

He hums standing in front of you “Did I say you leave?” his voice is even yet still dangerous.

You frown brows furrowed “You did. I paid what I own you, and I can’t do this anymore.” You voice starts to raise than even the guy who guarding both of you at the front glance back at both of you.

“I don’t remember that though.” He muses “What I do remember is saving you when you killed the resident Docter of the hospital you worked at.”

Your eyes narrow at his taunting both of you know why you did what you did, but at end of the day it was murder no matter what was your reasoning.

“I will leave.”

He scoff at that his hand coming to wrap around your neck in swift movement not tighten enough to cut the air flow but heavy enough to remind you he can snap it if he wants to. “Did I save your life, give you the money. Is this how you repay?”

You close your eyes looking away from him, he grab your chin making you look at him forcefully “Did you really think you can leave? You don’t want to cut people up fine” he jerks you closer to him “But if you think you can leave me, you are stupid.” He hiss the words.

“It was funny the first few times you tried, now it’s boring. You are going nowhere.” He pulls you closer his other hand coming to grab your hair making you yelp “Do you understand?”

He looks down at your face clenching his jaw, you can see the look in his eyes the one he has sometimes, the hazy far away look he has before he kissed you but the kisses never goes beyond that few touches that made you feel all sort of thing, even his resistant is a measured display of control, to reinforce that he can do more than but choose not to, making you believe that there is a line that he won’t break, boundaries that are fragile but still posits a symbolic barrier that separates him from you.

He is your both saviour and tormenter.

“Adik is in the cage.” Tae geom voice break his trance.

Your trembling frame relax thankful for his entry as Baek Jeong steps away form you with a sigh his hand gliding through your hair as he pull away. He walks towards the table drowning the drink in one go. Your hand grips at the table behind you.

“Come on, now.” He say your name walking towards the cage, your strides after him with shaky legs, taking the medic kit with you.

Tae Geom pulls you back by your elbow, he looks down at your trembling form his broad almond eyes steady and unblinking.

“You alright?” his voice is quite almost flat tone clam almost detached yet his gaze says otherwise.

You scoff wrenching your hands away from his hold you push him away from you, finger pointed accusingly at his solid chest “Don’t fucking talk to me.” You walks away from him, leaving the male to come to a conclusion that you might have think that he ratted you out, he certainly did not, it might have been Alan who doesn’t need to do much to figure out your plan.

Baek Jeong is stepping inside the ring when you and Tae geom reach there. The camera and lights are all set up for the streaming.

Your lips are set in a grim line as Adik taunts only made Baek Jeong grin widely, his lips stretched evil smile, you sigh watching them fight Baek Jeong has Adik cornered, and he goes for the still sore wound on Adik temple until he bleeds. You close your eyes as he punches the man ferociously on his shoulder until it turn red and broken, Adik kneels on the ground unable to hold himself, disorientated and struggling.  You cringe as the sound of bone breaking echoes, beside you Tae geom stands emotionless his hand crossed over his chest.

Adik lose his conscious as Baek Jeong deliver brutal punches after punches, until he take the hits without fighting back before falling on the ground like doll unstable to stand on his feet.

“Camera off.” Baek Jeong says looking down the fall figure of Adik he glance glaring at the camera man breathing heavily “Camera off now.”

The camera man beside you lower his lens as well others as Baek Jeong glare at the other camera man on the side of the ring. He walks over Adik standing over the man before beating him down like a madman. Blood splatters on the ground as he does so, the wide grin on his face back as if he’s savouring the moment with great euphoria.

He stands straight with satisfied look he stands inside the ring as Tae geom open the gate walking inside, you follow him with your bag inside Baek Jeong watches as you crouch down near Adik without opening your bag and taking out the equipment, you quickly check his carotid pulse, a visible relief leaves as you feel the slight beat under his skin.

You goes to open your bag to when Baek Jeong strides over you, standing over your crouched form “You don’t want to this anymore right?”

Pausing what you are doing, slowly glancing up him with tint of hope in your eyes a shaky nod leaves you he hums. “Deal with him properly.” He says looking at Tae geom, the man behind you nods.

He glance down at you letting out an amused chuckle “You don’t have to then, but you’re still not leaving.”

He walks out the ring leaving seething you behind, you shove everything back inside huffing you stand up. Tae geom follows the two of you the room where Alan is.

“How much did I make?” Baek Jeong ask drowning another drink his knuckles still the white wrap which is now red with blood.

“Twelve times more than before” Alan say sitting in his chair, his headphone still in, everyone in the room looks surprised at the large amount even Baek Jeong, he walks over the screen, looking at the numbers his lips tugging at corner.

He turns to Tae geom who standing in front of you “bring me the one who beat the idiot.” He demands, you have to hold back from rolling your eyes at his greed but ever the loyal enforcer of Baek Jeong, Tae geom nods dutifully walking away.

Baek Jeong take of his wraps of his knuckles his eyes flicker up to yours “Let go eat.” He take the green hoodie putting it on, he walks ahead and you follow behind.

Tae geom is talking with Man Bae as the two of you walks by, the latter looks at the two of you with a questioning glint.

“Who is she?”

Tae geom put the knife back his eyes narrowing at his question “Just a medical assistant.”

“doesn’t look like though.” Man bae chuckles.

“Don’t put your head in place it doesn’t belong.” 

Baek Jeong sits with hood on across from you in restaurant in a crowded market, the man doesn’t speak as you order food for both you the restaurant itself is crowded with people, students, a group of guys and couples even some old people chatter around you, all enjoying their food and time as the day comes to an end. Their tables were lively as they chatter among themselves smiles on their face, even playful batter and arguments can be heard.

Your table is silent and less lively compared to those around you, the red lantern with flower pattern hung over the table making only Baek Jeong lower half of his face visible, you internally sigh as you pretend it eat, the food always felt tasteless with him around but you have learned to hide your resentment fairly well, unless his pushing gets the best of you.

He doesn’t seem to care though, as he feast on both the food and your fear he occasionally look up from his food to cast you cold gaze that made you eat obediently and that makes the food taste worse.

 You see a group of friends eating they are in their works clothes, they share the food around the table exclaiming at the taste and talk among them, glimpse of your past life flashes across your vision.

The four of you is sitting on a small dumpling place that hidden from the tedious grandeur of the city, a place where you shared so many found memories with wonderful people, sitting across from each other complaining about how shitty life is, dreams, desires and promises that still unfulfilled, all four having different demons to deal with, yet the four of you find solace in each other, on the same place where everything changed for better or worse you still don’t know, where you thought you finally escaped from your demon only to find yourself caught with another more dangerous demon. 

A chair being scrapped on the floor near you, grounds you back to the current reality, blinking you see Tae geom sits down next to Baek Jeong, you didn’t even hear him come in lost in the past, looking up at the latter who is already has his gaze eyes pinned on you making you quickly avert your eye to your food.

Tae geom order food for him, and for the most part him being around the two you help you ease your mind since you don’t have to endure the looming presence of Baek Jeong alone, yet it is clear Tae geom is loyal to the man but it comforting when you are not alone with him. It’s ironic how once you cling on to the same man when you thought he was your saviour but he was always been the wolf – cleaver predator, dominating, ruthless down to his every bone.

“Got everything on him?”

Tae geom nods “Kim Geon Woo, very skilled boxer people loves him, lives with him mother and coach Hong Woo Jin, a former boxer.”

“Well off now?” Baek Jeong asks again Tae geom nods “One billion will do.”

“Yes, sir.” Tae nods his food arrive the three of you sit in dull silence

The next was surprisingly quite, you are advised to stay inside the pent house since there is nothing you need to do, Tae geom is busy with the getting the money for the bargain with Kim geon woo when you came out your bedroom, While Baek Jeong was watching every fight that Kim geon woo win while Alan prepared for the stream editing one the Geon woo photo to match the aesthetic of IKFC.

When the night came everything was set the money is ready, plan has been set in motion you are laying in your bed room when the door swings open Baek Jeong steps inside he’s dressed for the night, big fur coat already thrown on his frame.

“Don’t do anything stupid.” He state watching you sit up hastily pulling a pillow closer to you “pack your things too, after this stream we are leaving.” He adds before leaving without a word.

The door shuts with a thud and you throw the pillow at it in frustration, falling back to the bed staring at the white celling for few minutes, you sit up tip toeing to the door quietly, you press your ear against the door hear nothing, opening the door you walks out of the room, peeking inside every room exhaling when you find no one, its rare that you are truly left alone.

You go back to your room change your clothes grabbing your coat you take a small duffle bag and put some clothes, and the stash of cash you been collecting for emergency along with essential documents are pushed down to the bag, you glance at the plugged phone on the table consider it taking but leaves it behind, you won’t put it pass him that he already had Alan tracking the device. 

Pulling the cap over your head you stand by the front door hands reaching out hovering over the handle you close your eye opening the door it clicks and the door opens; you let out astonished laugh.

You turn back to the pent house throwing two middle fingers you rush out the hallway, you take the elevator, hiding your face when you notice the camera. You get out the building you look around the surrounding finding no one suspicious lingering, you pull your scarf tight around your neck blending in the crowd, getting outside of the city where he has everyone to help is bad idea, you will have to take bus and get far away from here as soon as possible also stay in crowded place where his men won’t try to harm you especially since its night.

Baek Jeong and Tae geom are standing outside of Geon Woo’s house as the latter lies to Geon Woo’s mother to let them in which he succeed as she let them in believing his lies easily. Outside the house Alan sits in the car with Lee man bae, he gets the alert in his device the motion alert in the pent house opening he checks the live footage of the pent house and finds nothing but you walking around the pent house he then go back to his game.

Lee man bae watches Geon Woo and Woo Jin arrive in their car outside the house, he turn on the signal blocking device as they goes inside the house, checking his phone to make sure it worked.

Geun woo and woo jin frown seeing the men shoes they rush inside as their mom welcome them, she carries a tray of drinking Woo jin asks her to go inside as they two turns to the two unfamiliar men sitting inside their living room.

“Don’t bother being brave. Take a seat.” Baek Jeong says his cold eyes staring down at Geun woo. “I said sit.” He repeats again his brow rising slightly when both of them refuse to do so.

Tae Geom stands up “Sit down and let’s talk.” He state his voice and face emotionless.

“Who are you?” Geun woo ask turning to Tae geom.

“I’m running a boxing champion called the IKFC.” Baek Jeong announce still sitting like he own the house, a prideful tone in his words as he says so.  “I want you. You should join my league.” He adds offering it like it is his kindness.

Geun woo turns to Woo jin who subtly show his disagreement he turns to Baek Jeong “I know nothing about this league.” He reasons without out rightly stating he disinterest.

“You wouldn’t know because it’s very private.” Baek Jeong evenly explain before Tae Geom continues.

“Private and successful, with a membership of four million worldwide.”

“You’d be a great addiction to my roster.” Baek Jeong says with slight triumph smile on his face 

“Sounds like a made-up nonsense.” Woo Jin speak up, exasperated look on his face they turns to him “IKFC, it’s a chicken place? We don’t do fights with chickens.” His taunts has Baek Jeong lean forward.

Baek Jeong Jaw clenches but he refrain turning to Geun Woo “What did you make fighting Adik? Hundred million? Two hundred million won? In IKFC, one match will pay you ten billion. Ten billion won.”

Tae geom place the bag on the table and opens it up showing them the stack of money “A billion just to accept.”

“Geun woo, if you get hurt boxing, you’ll be a cripple for life. I know too many guys who got fucked. Make the dough while you can. Hmm?” Baek Jeong words are calculated and measured coating it with faux understanding and concern to lure Geun woo in to his grasp. “Just fight one match. The upcoming event. Your money worries will disappear.” 

Geun woo still hesitate pondering his choices and Baek Jeong false promise and try as might Baek Jeong patience starts to flatters his mask slipping already he had been feeling antsy ever since he left the apartment.

“With that much fucking money, who in your family would even have to work?” Baek Jeong use his weakness “You would take care of everybody.” Geun woo glance at Woo Jin as Baek Jung’s words starts to cloud his judgment. “Just one match.”  

“For fuck’s sake.” Baek Jeong rub his temple aggravated at the lack of response from quite Geun woo. “Hey, an extra five billion if you win? Hmm?”

Both Woojin and Geun woo looks utterly in disbelief at the huge offer “fifteen Billion!” Woo jin muses shocked.

Baek Jeong turns hearing the rushed footsteps of Geun Woo’s mother she takes Geun Woo’s wrist in her hands “Who wants that much money? They said they were your friends from the gym. That’s why I let them in. what kind of people who lies so easily have money that’s clean?” dirty money always comes with a price, Geun woo.” Her words has her sons nodding subtly.

Tae Geom stands readily when the woman turns to them “You have to go now and leave our house”

“Hey ma’am” Baek Jeong chuckles humourlessly his gaze and word turning cold “Shut your fucking mouth.”

Woo Jin lets out a scoff moving to throw the money out when the front door opens again, making the three residents of the house turns to the green haired man stumbling in. he doesn’t mind them going straight to Baek Jeong crouching down to whisper something that has Baek Jeong jaw lock, his glare intensify as he stands up, he curse softly taking out the phone he walks out the house

Tae Geom frown having caught Alan informing them that you run out the pent house he takes the bag following his boss who stops at the threshold turning to the family “Everyone always gives me what I want. And I always get what I want.”

“You and I are gonna fight together.”  With that he leaves Tae Geom and Alan following behind.

Baek Jeong shut the door forcefully “Where is she now?” he hiss out the word Alan shows his screen the live footage of you entering a bus transport station plays on the screen he lets out chuckles he find amusing instead of being upset.

“Should I tell them to bring her back?” Alan asks Baek Jeong shake his head.

“I will do that myself.” He turns to Tae Geom nodding at the man he drives to your current location.

You find a seat in the middle row of the bus sitting down with the your bag in your lap, taking off the hat and scarf you let yourself breath leaning back on the seat with a loud exhale, you found out outside the city in semi urban village a festive is taking place, that would be perfect there is no camera, no need for digital foot print that would trace back to you, there you would be safe. When the bus starts you close your eyes letting yourself relax.

When you open your eyes, you are already past the major city the bus only have passed major city now its all hills and rural scenery and empty road it seems like you have slept a little, rummaging through you find a bottle of water you brought just when you about drink it the bus stops right out the tunnel that would take you to your destination, the water spills all over your jacket making you frown, you put the cap back taking off the wet jacket you frown as the drive curse at whoever at the front caused the bus to stop. The passengers who also woke up starts to grumble at sudden stop.

You stand up walking towards the front with few curious passengers, pushing past few your blood run cold seeing a familiar black car in the front of the bus right on the entrance of the tunnel. You feel like crying as the driver steps out bus telling the driver to move.

Baek Junk steps out from the back seat, you step out the bus the car move out of its way the bus driver mumbles you think he’s asking you are coming or not when you don’t respond the guy curse you out too but you can’t hear nothing  as he bus takes off Baek Jeong doesn’t do anything he stands with his hand in his pocket the large coat has swallow his figure, as the bus passed the headlight shined on his face, a fucking grin on his face at your poor attempt to leave him. His stance has you shaking with anger hand clenched into a fist.

Baek Jeong tsk shaking his head at you, Tae geom join his side, Alan pop his head out the window wave at you as if you are friends.

Baek Jeong take step forward that seems to trigger you as you took off running directionless with the only goal inside your head is get away from the man, your tears starts to come when you hear steps just behind you. You push yourself to run faster before you know you are caught.

Tae Geom had run after you soon caught up just behind you, pulling you to him by grabbing your top, he wrap his arm around your waist lifting your feet of the ground swing you, you scream as he hold you close to him you step on his foot with your boot harshly he wince but doesn’t let go making you swing your elbow to his side he grunt hissing at you to stop. You turn to look back at Baek Jeong seeing him walks over the two of you makes you fight against Tae Geom furiously you throw your head back hitting him the nose that makes him loose his grip on your using the moment you break of his hold before continuing to run panting heavily as you look back once Tae Geom shakes off the hit and starts to run after you again.

Your eyes widen seeing the knife in his hand, he quickly catch to you as he throw himself over you making the two of you fall on the ground, your face hit hard on the road you can feel your skin bleed Tae geom hover over you straddling you he flips you his frantic eyes takes in your pained look, frowning at the hot blood pour out of the side of your face.

Baek Jeong footsteps near the two of you making you frantic again.

Tae Geom mumble something under his breath before hitting your temple with the back of the knife making you slowly lose your consciousness.

Baek Jeong stand over the two you “Not only did you run after and you knocked her out.”

Tae Geom stands up “Sorry sir.” Baek Jeong glance at him with warning, he backs up walking towards the car.

Baek Jeong turns your head towards him, finger reaching out to touch the blood on your face “Is this enough or do you need more lesson?” he ponders looking down at your body he tsks pulling your up and throwing you over his shoulder as the car stops near him.

A throbbing pain on the side of you face has you moan in your sleep as you wake up, blinking few times you register the familiar white celling. You sit up, hand reaching up to touch the side of your face you feel the band aid on your skin, you are in your earlier clothes with brings you a little comfort but your feet and calf muscles burns slightly.

Sitting up you realize even though the celling looks familiar the room you’re in is not yours its fancier and more polished, the pillow covers are fluffed up the sheets are pristine and black yours was green the last time you checked standing up you accidently bumps into the table near, all too familiar expensive watch sits there you take it almost wish it to throw it against the wall.

You see fresh clothes that’s unquestionably not yours sits on the chair beside you the message is clear, and the dried blood clinging to your skin need through scrubbing when every fibre  inside you wants to defiant as act of sense of self, now you are on very thin ice, you look at the clothes before walking towards the door you open the door or try do again to be more  precisely, the door remains locked, Yes very thin ice it is, you huff walking back to the chair to  with a bittersweet feeling you pick up the clothes walking into the shower.

Baek Jeong along with Tae Geom and man bae turns to the door across the room hearing the handle giggle from tugging on the other side.

Baek Jeong sighs going back to glancing at the photos of convicts that hold grudges against Geun woo.  He choose one and slide it over the table to Man bae. “This one.”

The smile at his choice “The one I would’ve picked. There’s a security company I always use whenever I have VIPs visiting from abroad. The founders are former presidential security agents, which means thorough. But recently, their sales director and their CEO had a falling out. By default, their hired hands haven’t been paid for a very long time.”

“So what?” Baek Jeong demands already not liking how much he’s spending money to get the convict out, and he knows man like Man Bae lust after money because he himself is one of him.

“There is small risk of things not going our way. Well, especially because gangsters and ex-cons are tough. So, in case Ms. Yoon gets hurst, things could get really messy, which isn’t what we want. So, I recommend we use them. Even if it costs a little more extra.”

Baek Jeong rub his temple looking at the coy man with slight irritated look on his face “Shit, another way to get extra funds? Just handle it.”

“During jobs like these there are all sorts of variable that might happen. That why you should go with a bloodhound who has our back. That the golden rule when I’m working. “  Man Bae reasons.

Baek Jeong fix him with threatening look “No mistake.”

Man bae nods “thanks for the payment.”

Tae Geom and Man bae leaves the pent house they wait for the elevator to comes Tae geom hands a paper with list of few items written “Will you get these for me?”

“There is no reason to go this far sergeant Yeon.” Man bae reassure with a chuckle.

“I need to be ready, Mr. Lee.” Tae geom state his tone easy and mocking almost.

“You can trust me.” Man bae pushes.

“This is just basic due diligence.”

Lee man bae gives him a faux smile as he leaves and Tae geom returns inside the pent house he sees Alan still on the living room playing on his phone while Baek Jeong is nowhere to find, his drink is unfinished sit in his white mug on the table, Tae Geom glance at the closed door warily.

When you come out the shower drying your hair Baek Jeong is sitting inside the room on the bed he is wearing oversized faux fur aviator jacket of black and dark grey underneath the jacket a white ribbed tank top with wide legged wool pants he lift his head when you come out.  He stands up walking over you.

Baek Jeong stand in front of you “No where to run now, hmm?” he grab your chin turning your head to side look at the bruised skin.

He hums slightly pressing down on the skin there making you wince closing your eyes expecting for the worse he pull his hand away taking your towel from his hand away from you to throw it on the ground.

“You don’t get your own room form now.” He state firmly seeing you glance at the door with a hopeful look that had him furrow his brow at your audacity.

He grabs the back of your neck “You are lucky, but I won’t push too much again.” His eyes darken jerking you to look at him “You belong to me, get it through your head. understand?”

You nod after a beat; he pull you closer his nose touching yours “Words.”

“I understand.” You mumble making him hum his other hand lay on your face while the one your neck rub the skin there.

“Didn’t I give you everything” his voice drop the low soft one he always used when he wants coos you out of your stubborn, his hand glide down to your waist while one stays on your neck. You nod though he took away your freedom and freewill but you’re wise enough not to break the delusional narrative that build himself.

“Then let’s not make any mistake from now on.” He looks down at you his eyes dark and hazy he press his lips against yours his breath huffing into your mouth angrily hands grabbing on to your body pulling you closer. It doesn’t matter if you didn’t respond as long as you don’t turn away your head away, he tugs you closer until its physically impossible for any space to exists between the two of you, and you always find yourself unable to move away mix of fear and the small part of you who still consider him as your saviour has you immovable.

He groan into your mouth, shrugging off the Jacket and pushing you to the bed all while not breaking from your lips he hover over your form, he pulls away from your lips kissing down the exposed damped skin of your neck with an insatiable fervour, his hand grips your thighs caressing it over the cloth, his teeth scrap the skin making you turn you head he grunt at that his other hand sneaking under the his top you wearing rough hand pressing down on the soft flesh.

You glance up the celling hands coming to lay on the broad shoulders of his, you close your eyes wistfully hoping the man in your arms wasn’t this ruthless. Preparing for the all too familiar game of play pretended as you always do.

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“We weren’t able to bring in the lady.” He informs, his hand folded in the middle as Baek Jeong turns to him with annoyed look on his face next thing he knew a small lamp beside the bed is getting thrown on the ground near his feet shattering it into pieces.

You sit up startled at the commotion blinking at Baek Jeong cruse walking towards the bathroom shutting the door with a loud thud and Tae Geom standing by the door. You cast a questioning glance at the man who crouch down to pick up the broken lamp, but your eyes on the open door, standing up you go to the door Tae Geom swipe a broken shard away from your path before you can hurt yourself though the action went unnoticed by you.

Eyes still heavy with lack of sleep you slump to the couch soon Tae Geom comes out carrying the lamp putting it in the trash. Alan is on his chair his screen lit showing some footage you don’t bother to take a double glance. When he sees you, he gives you wide smile and wave making you scoff at the male you are pretty sure he tracked you down.

“What happened?”

you ask as Tae Geom round the couch sitting down “Kim Geun woo didn’t take the offer. We are going to take his mother to force him fight.” He sighs “but that failed too.”

You open your eyes surprised not at how far Baek Jeong is going but at the news of Kim Geun woo declining the offer. “How much?”

“Fifteen billion.”

“And he still didn’t want to?” Tae geom nod his head.

Baek Jeong comes out the room fully dressed Tae Geom stands up while you look down at your palm refusing to glance at him. He typing something on his phone.

Alan stands up walking over the couch “They are awake calling the police,” Baek Jeong nods calling Lee man bae.

“Take her with you. She is not allowed to stay alone.” He speaks you glance up at that frowning only to see him giving you pointed look his eye practically beginning you to try disobeying him.

Alan shake you by your shoulders “let’s go before they leave then.” You push his hand away going to your room. 

You sits in the passenger seat in the car parked outside Geon Woo’s house Tae Geom on the driver seat with Alan in the back.

“As if there isn’t another boxers out there who is desperate for some money.” You mumble not bothering to watch.

Alan scoot closer showing the IKFC site “Are you kidding, people are pouring in to see the fight.” He snickers “I think this will make more than we ever made.” He admire the edited picture of Geon woo like an obsessive boyfriend stalking his ex’s picture.

“Your greed sickens me.”

Tae Geom lips curl at the end slightly as he follow the car around, not even a few hours later, you fall asleep on the car, last night’s exhaustion caught up to you. Tae Geom parks the car in parking lot of Geon Woo’s new temporary house. He glance at you, the bruise on your skin is slowly healing. He didn’t mean to hit you hard but it was the only way of saving you from Baek Jeong’s wrath. 

Alan glance at you and Tae Geom “did you tell her the truth finally? Isn’t that why she run?”

“Shut your mouth.” Tae Geom stare at Alan through the rear-view mirror, he glance down at your sleeping figure.

“You did, didn’t you?” Alan chuckles slapping the driver seat “Of course you’d tell her the man survived. Baek Jeong knows that you like her you know.” Tae Geom glare at Alan he shoves the driver seat back hitting Alan’s face, cutting him off with a sharp groan.

He rub his nose pulling his laptop back to his lap “There goes one.” He mumbles

“Which one? Geun woo?” Tae Geom questions alerted.

“No, the other one.” Tae Geom hums following woo Jin’s car.

Tae geom stops from a little distance where Woo Jin parked Alan gets out to buy chips for him. Tae geom relax in his seat leaning back.

“What did Alan mean that he survived?” Tae Geom close his eyes turning his head slightly towards you he finds you wide awake a pensive look on your face.

Tae geom sits silent his cold eyes doesn’t flatter under your gaze; you take your phone out hands gripping it tightly fingers hovering the touch screen as you search the man’s name the result is comes instantly, no headlines, no police reports, just a staff page of a big hospital under list on doctors his staff page link complete with his name, clicking the page its load just as quickly his smiling face makes sick to your stomach his office hour and appointment detail, though one article is about how he survived a robbery attack miraculously praising him as gifted Docter  your phone is ripped away from your hand as Tae Geom takes away from you.

“Don’t get an idea” he hiss “If you run again no one can help you.” He put it out plainly and truthfully.

You stay silent turning away from him the truth has you in literal shambles tears starts to fall freely but you hide it from him and Alan who comes back with bag of chips in his hand. Tae Geom settle back in his seat he looks out the window an ambulance go past them his eyes zero on the red cross.

Tae Geom feels the blood pouring out of his abdomen from the stab wound. The shady loan shark had done a good number on him. He is fading in and out of consciousness. He feels light, gentle taps on his cheeks, a soft feminine voice asking him to keep his eyes open.

A sudden adrenaline hits him as he opens his eyes. A face comes into his vision. The person says something, but he doesn’t register what is being said. He blinks a few times, and the face he is seeing becomes clear.

It’s you.

Your face was familiar in a sense that he had seen your face few times around, but couldn’t place from where, but the colour of your clothes sparks his memory, He remembers seeing you a while ago, sitting down with his mother and daughter when his wife was admitted to the hospital, before she died. You mutter something, giving him a warm smile before moving out of his line of vision.

He had seen you around the hospital, wearing your nurse’s scrubs, walking around and sometimes running down the hallway carrying something.

When he wakes up again, his mind was clear but the exhausted, the oxygen mask on his face prevents him from speaking clearly, you stand over his bed, checking his Vital signs, you speak something though you aren’t really looking at him but somewhere ahead

He remembers you reassuring him that he’s out of danger, before going on about proper rest until the stitches fully healed.

When he wakes up again, he’s fully conscious and more coherent than before

He is in hospital clothes, with vitals attached, a patient tag on his wrist. An IV cannula is taped against the back of his hand. He goes to sit up as the curtain is pulled aside. You walk in carrying a tray.

You give him a smile—not the fake one you are obligated to give patients, but a real one, as if you are truly happy to see him awake and alert.

“Oh, you should take it easy,” you say, setting the tray on the small table beside his bed, pushing him gently back down.

“I’m going to check if you reopened the stitches, alright?”

He blinks before nodding.

You hum, bunching the blue button-up, checking the gauze. You stand straight after your inspection, pulling the cloth back into place.

“All good. You gave us quite a scare,” you say, taking his hand that already has the IV in place.

You grab a syringe, opening the IV port, twisting it in with practiced ease. You push the medication slowly—steady and controlled. He watches your eyes flick up to him, checking on him, before you look away just as quickly when you see his eyes on you.

You clear your throat, standing straight. Putting the things back on the tray “Thank you,” he mumbles.

You smile at him, nodding.

The day he formally meets you is the same day he also meets Baek Jeong. He was standing behind you the whole time when you smiled at Baek Jeong. “Oh, visiting hours ended a few hours ago. You can meet your friend tomorrow. “Your words had him frowning as you usher his ‘friend’ outside.

Baek Jeong just glances at him before following you out of the patient’s room. He watches you talk to the man with a smile as the door closes.

The next time he sees you, he is sitting with his daughter and mother by his bed. His daughter is curled against his side, his mother’s worried eyes fixed on him.

You open the door, stepping inside with a smile. You are not alone. Baek Jeong is behind you.

You smile at his daughter, who brightens at the sight of you. Greeting his mother, you check his vitals and bandage. His daughter stands beside you, tugging on your scrub shirt.

“When can my dad come home?” You smile at her.

“He’s doing a lot better now. Don’t worry, he can come home soon.” He watches his mother’s worried eyes turn to you.

“How much would we have to pay?”

The question makes Tae Geom pause, knowing full well he won’t be able to afford his treatment.

“Oh, his friend paid it all,” you say, turning to look at Baek Jeong.

Tae Geom glances at the man, wondering why he would pose as his friend and pay his bills.

“Let’s talk privately,” Baek Jeong finally speaks.

You shrug slightly, turning to his daughter and mother. They follow you out, his daughter hanging onto your arm as you talk with her.

Tae Geom thought that would be the last time he saw you. That he would just remain a patient—a name in your file. Especially since he took Baek Jeong’s offer. But it didn’t remain like that. The two of you saw each other again. More like—he saw you again with Baek Jeong. He learned that the man has been pursing after you but only for you to reject him reasoning that you are ready for any relationship be it fleeting one or exclusive.

That night there had been more broken things in every room of the apartment.

He had learned that Baek Jeong is a man who always gets what he wants until he is satisfied but he is never satisfied. Baek Jeong doesn’t talk much. Not really. He only speaks to give orders to carry out his plan, everything with his man is calculated and precise with no room for mistake.

So, Tae Geom doesn’t expect him to say anything that night when he shows up with you behind him. The first thing he notices is the blood on your hands on your dress which is dirty too. Your shoulders hunched shivering slightly red eyes crying silently.

Your broken state is… startling.

Baek Jeong shows you the room, telling you to clean up.

You nod.

He leaves you, instructing Him to watch you. Tae Geom waits outside, near the bathroom door. He can hear the water running our quiet crying. even after a while, you don’t come out. He knocks no response he opens the door. You are standing by the sink. Scrubbing your hands over and over so hard your skin is starting to break Your own blood mixing in with whoever’s blood was on your hand

He grabs a towel nearby, wrapping your hands. You flinch hard, stepping back “It’s alright. You’re alright.”

You shake your head, fresh tears forming

“I… I—” Baek Jeong steps in, cutting you off.

“Tae Geom, I need you to do something.” He motions him to steps outside the room, Baek Jeong close the bedroom door handing him a paper with an address in it. “Go check if that asshole still alive and what is going on there.”

That’s all Baek Jeong said nothing more before walking back inside his room. That’s all he says nothing more.

He glance down at the paper and closed door, his palm fisted around the piece of paper crumbling it.

When Tae Geom reaches the place, there are ambulances and police with small crowd. He catches a glimpse of the man lying on the stretcher. The face is oddly familiar, a pen sticks out the side of his neck, the paramedic rushing to save his life and by the look of its man’s condition does not look good at all.

You have been staying in Baek Jeong apartment and it was very unsettling to see the man in question being gentle with you, he some times caught him holding your sobbing figure, how you looked at him like he had all the answers in for your problem, he had seen Baek Jeong making calls to cops that work for him and Baek Jeong looked at you like he cared for you, though in a very fucked up way.

When he revealed that the man who you attacked Kim Min Ho, an aspiring young Docter, the same one who treated him alongside you passed the critical state and alive and confusingly enough confessing the cops that he was robbed, the bugler attacked him in panic, he thought Baek Jeong would tell you the truth, that you are safe, that you don’t need to hide away that you won’t need protection anymore.

But he was utterly wrong, as he become the witness of the cautiously lie Baek Jeong tells you.

He watched Baek Jeong sat you down the chair, a laptop on the table on his right side, the funky stickers clear indication the device belong to Alan.

“The asshole is dead, and police has evidence that you are the suspect.” Baek Jeong words has you speechless “the guy’s family is rich You will be sentenced to life in prison.”

You shake your head standing up “No, no, no, no. I…. was defending myself……he was going to.” Your words get choked up “He…. he was…. he was sick…person…. I was saving myself.”

“The law bend for people like him….and you don’t have money nor power.” Baek Jeong open the laptop the screen light up its article with your name and photo the bold long letter of murder and killer makes you heart beat fast, hope starts to crumble you turn away from the laptop and he was surprised when you walks closer to him tears streaming down his face.

“I didn’t mean kill to him……he was going to hurt me….” Your hand fist around his shirt “I don’t…” your legs give out he instinctively crouches down with you holding you by your shoulder as you spiralled.

Baek Jeong walks over the motioning him to step back he does so hesitantly the man crouch down near you taking your face in his hand.

“Don’t cry” he swipe the tear from your cheeks “I can keep you safe. I will keep you safe, you won’t go to prison.”

“You just have to stay with me, trust me.”

On that moment the truth became more concrete than anything he knew if Baek Jeong wanted something he would get it by any means.

And sadly, that something or someone was you.

Tae geom memory breaks when woo jin steps out the building walking to the car before driving off, he follows the car closely behind.  Tae geom feels he has been going in circle but Alan reassure him otherwise he glance at you, but you still sit your face turned away from making him sigh.

Your phone rings Tae Geom takes it and checking the caller idea seeing Baek Jeong name along with rolling eye emoji lit up in the screen, he hand you the phone but you don’t answer letting it ring, the phone rings again. But you don’t answer Alan glance at you nervously wondering what made ignore the boss call.

He curse when his phone ring this time he answers “Yes, she is right here. I don’t know why won’t she answer.”

Alan starts to sweat as Baek Jeong sighs on the other end “alright, yeah, will do that. Yes boss” The calls end.

Alan exhales leaning back on the seat he kicks your seat “Why won’t you answer, do you want us to get killed.” He scoffs when you don’t react.

“Someone will come to get her to taker her back to pent house” He informs tae geom who nods.

The grip on your phone tighten, you look out window the sky starts to darken as the night falls.

“Everything okey?” Tae geom asks Alan.

He glance at the monitor quickly before taking longer look as he “yes, wait. They’re getting away.”

“What?” Tae Geom glance back at Alan frowning when you laugh at their panic.

At least someone is getting away you thought with a bitter sweet feeling.

“They are hitting the elevator!”

“Who?”

“Gun woo, his mom and the woman in the wheelchair. What should we do?” Alan frets, Tae Geom take off his glows pulling out his phone to dial his Baek Jeong.

Baek Jeong answers with an exasperated sigh from other side “What?”

“Sir, I’ll get woo jin instead of his mother.”

“So what?”

“I need a place and people.” 

Baek Jeong turns to lee man Bae “Send him some guys.” The man bows muttering ‘yes sir.’ Before leaving.

Tae Geom stops at the red signal that’s when you open the door and run out the car making Alan and Tae Geom panic and yell at you, he get out the car yelling your name, you run into the traffic almost getting hit cars swerve around you, you cross the road heart pounding. Tae Geom try to follow but the car honks at him making him run back to his car.

Woo jin and Mr. Moon eyes widen seeing a girl run out the car on to the traffic, Woo jin who was in calls with Gun woo goes speechless. You stand looking at Tae geom car you thought he would follow with his plan to get Woo jin and your hope is crushed again when he drive right towards you making run what you don’t see two other car too follow his.

you round a corner instead of running on the public space you move through alleyway where car can’t come in. you take out your phone to call the cops but every time you do so it doesn’t connect fucking Alan.

You hide behind a closed shop searching the nearest police station your phone screen goes black making you cruse.

Come back.

A message appear making you scoff you ditch the phone took off the opposite direction, the streets you are in silent shops and building are closed, a car stops in front of you a man you haven’t seen steps out his hand in the air.

“You alright?” he ask the man in tall fairly build with small Mustache his eyes shines as he smile you glance him suspiciously.  

“Did he send you?” you question remembering Alan’s words you take a step back, the man wave his car.

The sound of another car has from behind has you look back the familiar car of Tae geom has you took off of the alley way, the man also run after you making you cruse again believing he was sent by Baek Jeong.

“Wait.!” The man yells from behind you “I’m not with anyone!”

“Fuck you!” your legs starts to burn you round the corner only for another car to stop block the path you stumble back almost falling back. “What the fuck.” A man steps out and for once you recognise him.

You stand frozen in the middle of the road trapped between the two-man Woo jin stand in front of you blocking the path ahead while the man behind you block you from going back.

You step side away from them both “leave me the fuck alone.!” You yell at them looking around surrounding for any weapon. You take off your shoe throwing at man behind you and wielding the other like a weapon

“Its alright! We don’t want to hurt you.” Woo jin says quietly seeing your tense form and frantic eyes. your eyes catch the camera on the street makes you go still Woo jin and Mr. Moon glance at each other when you let out a frustrated groan at the camera.

Sure, enough your fear comes true as Tae Geom car comes in vision from behind, he step out the car wearing the gloves.

Woo jin watches you stiffen seeing Tae Geom run towards the three you taking a step behind towards him but Mr. moon stops Tae Geom as they too engage in fight, the Woo jin goes to help Mr. Moon, Woo jin’s phone falls on the ground make you glance at it.

The three tangled in messy bloody fight you take the phone and you bolt when they do so.  The three nearly get hit by Tae Geom’s car as it follows you. They fall on the ground.

“Don’t let her get away.” Tae Geom says to com, woo jin attacks him from behind and the two encage in a fight

Alan curse as he drive, the headlight shining on your running figure, you turn to look back at that curing when Alan pop out his head.

“Get back right now. You are gonna get us all killed.”

You look down at the phone seeing there is call going on and voice asking saying hello over and over

“Please call the police” you yell to the phone Alan from behind yells your name.

“Who is this?”

You curse cut the call and fumbling to dial the cops yourself as you round the corner yelling at the police help you gave them the address.

Alan slap his head before accelerating “you made me do this.” He mutter before hitting you with car. He curse when you fall down hard hitting your head. He stops the car get out hastily you started to pull yourself up moaning in pain. Alan turn you at the same time you hit him with phone in your hand kicking in the crouch he fall down groaning.

You crawl away pushing yourself up “Please hurry!” you say to the phone, Alan grunting stands up throwing himself over you pushing back down to the ground.

“You are fucking crazy.” He pull you head before smacking against the ground making you further disoriented your grip on the phone flatters, he drag you too car you kick him again making him fall down he stands up again cursing he drags you again, he throw you on the back seat, getting inside the car he drive back to Tae geom, cursing when he finds the man unconscious and Man bae standing over him.

He pop out his head “let’s go she called fucking cops.”

 Lee Man bae curse crouching down to slap Tae Geom awake. The latter groan sitting up, Man bae starts walks towards his car Tae Geom stumble towards his getting inside the passenger seat, he wipes the blood tickling down his nose.

He pause seeing you unconscious and bloody on the backseat he cast Alan a questioning glance, the latter shrugs.

“What I did what I had to do.”

They drive back to the pent house, Tae Geom steps out the car opening the backside door he grabs takes you out the car carrying to the hotel the staffs watches but they quickly avert their eyes, while Alan takes his devices in his hand.

Alan press the elevator button; it opens with a soft ding Tae Geom steps first Alan and Man bae follow behind him.

“Tae geom” you weakly calls him, head laying against his chest, he looks down at you, “Why did you lie?”

Your words and slow tone had him clench his jaw; his fingers tighten around you as wrenching pain makes him avert his eyes from your glazed ones.

The elevator opens up Alan steps out first; he opens the pent house.

Baek Jeong who nursing his wine from the couch look up hearing footsteps, Alan sits down on the couch. He frown when there is no sight of woo jin as Man Bae stands with head hung, he stand up setting the glass down when Tae Geom walks inside with you in his arm, the latter takes you Baek Jeong’s room laying you down on the matters.

“Man bae, call your doctor.” Baek Jeong instruct stepping inside his room.

Tae Geom steps out the room leaving you alone with Baek Jeong closing the door behind him as he do so.

Baek Jeong walks over the bed standing by head, his hand reach out push the blood-soaked hair away from your temple. He exhale cursing under his breath, he goes to the bathroom coming just as quickly with a bowl of water and small towel, he sits down beside you placing the bowl on bedside table he dip the cloth in the water squeezing the excess water he clean the side of your face, he stop when you wince standing away from the line of your vision when he sees your eyes are still closed he settle back.

He steps out the room to see the Docter stitching Tae Geom ear “You, go treat her” he barks at the skinny male, Alan sitting on the couch “Which asshole did that to her?” hearing his stern voice both male stand up his eyes scan the men on the room, the skittish shuffling of Alan is all want he needed he strides towards the man.

“Wait, wait.” Alan take few steps back his hand motioning the male to stop “She was running away. She even called the cops that why we couldn’t get Woo jin.” He yells hoping all Baek Jeong’s direct towards him.

Baek Jeong narrow his eyes beckoning the male to come closer, glare him at him deadly when Alan hesitates, he stumble towards the man until he’s his arm reach, Baek Jeong slap the man on his face “let’s watch how you touch her, alright?”

Alan nod as his ear rings Tae Geom watches Baek Jeong anger boils the clenched jaw and grinding of his teeth gave away.

“Guess she didn’t learn well last time.”  He mumble turning to walk back to you.

“She heard Alan saying Kim Min Ho is alive.” Tae Geom speak up, halting Baek Jeong in his place the man slowly turns to them, Alan stand shocked as Tae Geom state that?”

“What?” Baek Jeong voice was low and cold.

“She know you lied.” Tae Geom repeats “That why she ran again.” He stands emotionless but as he say so he feels great burden being lifted of his shoulder at the realization somewhat trust and friendship you both had been reduced into nothing.

Baek Jeong curse walking towards Alan “You fucking idiot.” He punch the man in the gut Alan takes the hit without fighting back knowing it would only further enrage him.

Baek Jeong breathes heavily as Alan falls on the ground he turns to Tae Geom, his next victim of his fury, grabbing him by his freshly stitched ear “You.”

“I told you to bring him to me.”

Tae Geom shows no sign of pain as Baek Jeong pinches his ear “I’m very sorry.”

“Yeah, you fucker.” He slaps Tae Geom “what the fuck do I pay you 300 million for?” on the second slap tae geom stumble sideways before standing straight looking down.    

“I’m very sorry.” He repeats there is nothing else he can do now other than apologize.

Baek Jeong grab him by his cheek, to see his face “I like orphans, want me to make your daughter one?”

At that threat Tae Geom glare up to Baek Jeong, hearing the mention of his daughter comes out Baek Jeong lips, ignite fire in his iris, Baek Jeong raise his brow lilting his head up as if daring him to question his power and authority at that making him, exhale deeply before breaking the heated glare “I’m sorry.” He repeats  

“Get it done.”

“Yes.”

Baek Jeong let go his face with shove assessing the male “this fucking idiot.” He walks away leaving Tae Geom distraught, the exchange has left him with uncertainty, he sits down just as Alan also sit down wincing.

Tae geom knows Baek Jeong is ruthless and merciless but he also caught the glimpse of how he was with you closed door and even at some events that made him think he wasn’t that heartless as he seems even you seemed to care about the man even if you don’t admit it out right. Yet this interaction makes him think if he was also manipulated by the man just like he had done to you for years now.

He had brushed off your concerns about Baek Jeong lack of humanity during your drunken rants but now your words echoes like warning, whenever you spoke to him about, he was dismissive because he too was ruthless, he didn’t hesitate to get his hand dirty and Baek Jeong was same man as he was.

 “You don’t see it because you don’t want to see it.” Your words were slurred sitting in front of him.

The room was dark, the lone small lamp shaped of flower sitting in middled of you, Tae Geom nurse his drink small sips.

You only finished your fifth glass before you started your ramble. “Men like Baek Jeong can be really fucking scary when things won’t go his way, he is now wearing the good boss mask because everything goes his way.”

“There are only men like Baek Jeong out there at least he seem to care about you.” His voice was low almost whisper among the night not wanting to disturb other residents on apartment.

You snort with a scoff “You are confusing obsession with love.” Your face turns grim “When he first asked me to go out with him which was after you left the hospital, I turned him down because I wasn’t where I wanted to be the last thing I wanted to feel less in any sort of relationship.”

Tae Geom stays silent the bottle soundlessly sit beside him, he raise his eyebrow when you take his hand using it as rope to drag yourself closer to him leaning closer to whisper “And you know what he said ‘I always get what I want’ talk about ominously creepy, then came the flowers, expensive designer clothes, necklace and even my favourite food, stalker much.” You trial off as, a frown set on your lips when the bag of chips is empty which you ate it all not once you offered him.

He hands another bag to you tsking when you fumble to open it even going to bite the plastic, he chips bag from your hand making you glare at him he takes out his knife and cut it open for you before handing you, taking a whole palm full and stuffing it your mouth he narrow his eyes again at you when you don’t offer him this one making him sigh.

“Nhmp… you are not like him.” You says in between crunches.

“Now you are blind.” He counters while opening a bottle of water and setting it in front of you. Taking a gulp you sigh.

“You are doing all this for your family, you are like a dad who would anything for your daughter” he glance up to you when you speak, the soft smile on your face as speak “She is really lucky to have you.” You lay your head on propped up knees “You choose this path because you were desperate and your situation demanded immediate response, you have reasoning and valid one some would agree, while Baek Jeong is……he is driven by greed, power hungry…...selfish at his core.” Your words sober up in the end voice becoming grimmer and lower almost like scared, you turn your head away from him.  “I just wish he was little more kind.”

“Hostage?” Mr. min repeats after hearing Mr. Moon explanation of What went down few hours ago.

“Yeah” Mr. Moon nods “I saw her running out the asshole’s car on to the traffic, he followed her me and woo jin also run go after them.”

Min-Beom and kang- young glance at each other in confusion “Maybe it was trap to get you two alone.”

“I thought too, but she was genuinely was afraid of them, us too.” Mr. Moon point at his face “She even throw her shoes at me.” He is in disbelief that someone who throw something at his beautiful face. “She said something about if I was sent by him.”

Gun Woo takes out woo Jin’s phone he found on the ground “Woo Jin’s phone. the girl had his phone asking to call the police.” He shows the last call history and sure enough the last call is made to emergency line. “I heard someone call her name, before the line went busy.” He mumble out your name with uncertainty. 

Kang- young nods “if someone is in danger we have to makes things faster.”

“The traffic cam might help.” Tae Yeong adds kang young nods humming.  Kang young stands up taking out his phone to call the station near the place for search.

“It’s late. Let’s take his mother to Seoul Time Squire hotel.” Min Beom says.

Gun woo nods with relieved look on his face “That would be great.”

When you open your eyes skinny male hover over shining light on your face, startled you flinch back wincing as you do so, hand reaching out to touch your head, your find bandage wrapped on tightly.

The man smile at you creepily making your glare at him, an uncontrollable range flood your sense the next and everything happens quickly as you grab bowl of water on the bed side table and smash it down on the man face.

The sound of glass breaking and yelp has the five men sitting on the couch frown Baek Jeong and Tae Geom stands up looking at the door to the closed door. Alan has his head in his hands as Kang In Beom and lee man bae frown in confusion.

Baek Jeong walks towards the room Tae geom follows close behind just as Baek Jeong goes to open the door it is ripped open by You, standing shakily on your legs bandage wrapped around your head as soon you registered Baek Jeong standing across you push him in his chest furiously, your face twisted into angry scowl.

You slap him across his face “you fucking liar!” his head turn sideway at the hit, his tongue swipes inside the side where your hit stings.

The rest of the individual around the living room is not in your focus as your range make you blind on the onlooker that stand shocked at your action as you grab the man by his collar “Why! Why? Why did you do this to me?”

You punch him again “you fucking monster.” Baek Jeong stand unshaken as you further broke down to hysterical range fist “You made my life miserable.” You push him again his chest he click his tongue exhaling he push you down on the small couch which anger you further as you take the small vase beside throw at him, he steps back in time. 

Tae geom goes to stop you but Baek Jeong push him back as you stumble standing up, your head pounds inside, the tight bandage make your dizzy. He walks over you pulling you towards by grabbing your elbow “Don’t make me angry.”

“You made me trust you!” you stomp on his heel kicking his chin, he growl his eyes darken as he push you down to the couch his hand wrapped around your neck though he doesn’t squeeze tight enough to hurt you.

You glare up at him “Go ahead fucking kill me.” You hiss meeting his heated glare head on “it better than living knowing I fucking cared for you.” You taunt spiting in his face he doesn’t falters.

“Killing you would make you free me.” He muses “Can’t have that.” He taunts and it worked as you kick in his ribs with both your legs, making him few steps back. You take out the scalpel you took from the guy’s bag lifting high moving to stab him.

Tae Geom stands in front of him grabbing your lifted hand with one arm his other wrap around your fame he wretches it out your palm you thrash against his hold cursing him, you glare at him his eyes beg you stop as he walks you both back away from Baek Jeong.  He throw the scalpel away both of his hand now wrapped around you holding you back.

Baek Jeong sigh walking towards you he his cold eyes narrowing seeing the blood coming from your nose, your thrashing slows downs movements rendering sluggish, eyes drifting as if you are losing your focus “Why……please...” your legs gets week as your eyes rolls back as the blood from your nose pour out.

Baek Jeong cross the distance taking you from tae geom hands he lightly swipe the blood off “Get the doctor.” He carry you to the large couch laying you there. 

Lee man bae brings the scrawny man and the man himself has his face covered in blood clutching a bloody towel to his face. “Crazy bitch” the man mutters under his breath making Baek Jeong glance at him.

“What?” he sits beside you “Treat her you fucker, if you want to live.” He feels you tugging on his arm glancing down at you he can see your lips moving, leaning down to hear better he hover over you.

“Let me...go…. please.” He sighs peering at your face he cares the side of your face before sitting straight his face is the last thing you see before closing your eyes.

bloo

Mr.  Moon and his assistant Su Bo stand outside the door to the massage room 7, he knocks and walking inside once hearing the man from inside voice. Mr. moon slide the door open both him and Su Bo changed their clothes to that of a masseuse.

“Sir, just relax put your arms up.” Mr moon and Su Bo takes the man’s arms and cuff it, Su Bo jumps over the massage table and stand on top of him, pressing the man to the table.

“What the hell, fuckers?” the man grunts as the Su Bo push his neck down to the table.

“What else? It’s a massage. You’d better think twice before fighting back. It wouldn’t be the first time a neck snapped while getting a very firm massage. you get the picture?”

“Fuck you, you fucking bastard.”

Mr. moon chuckles “that’s no way to talk to an adult, you punk. Hey, I’m a pro.” He look down at the wood stick he grabbed from the entrance “I didn’t want to be, but here I am. Why? Because I’m too good.”

He stands up “Dong-yeok, let’s do a routine checkup.”

“Traps”

“Bad”

“Lats. Underwhelming.” 

“Spinal erectors. Terrible.” 

“But the worst of all is...” Mr. Moon trails off he push the wooden stick to the on his back the man on the table starts to get anxious as he do so. “Your sphincter, you asshole.” He push the stick inside “This is a very sensitive area.” The man underneath cries in pain as he do so “the pain is two or three times worse.” He twists the stick “Look at this. It won’t go in, you bastard.”

“No, stop!” the man yells and Mr. Moon stops

“Now. I’ll be asking you some questions answer me truthfully or you’ll spend the next month in diapers.”

“Question. Who ordered the hit?”

“My boss did.”

“Who is your boss?”

“Du- seong, you’re so fucked now, you fucker.”

“Where could I find Du-seong?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, you don’t know?” Mr. Moon repeats back with suspicious tone. “I’ll give our Dong-Yeok a constipation free life from now on.”  Mr. moon continue with the stick “Come on, it’s going in!”

Dong-Yeok cries in pain before confessing “I’m telling the truth” Mr. Moon stops as he sobs “It’s true.” He let go the stick Su Bo holding it from falling off.

“its true.” He cries Mr. Moon sit down on the chair on his head side.

“This bastard’s speaking the truth. Well, do you know who Adik is, then?”

“I know who he is. He was with a guy just a few days ago.”

“Where was it?”

“Adik and this guy with long hair were fighting. They were at a closed subway station. I was only standing there.”

“Who’s this guy with long hair?”

“I have no idea.” He state truthfully.

“No idea?” Mr. Moon stands up

 “I really don’t know.” The man panics “I don’t. wait, wait, wait. Who can think with a head pressed like this?”

Mr. Moon sits back down “Su-Bo, he says the pressure’s too strong.”

“All right.” Su-Bo lift his heel from Dong-yeok neck, he gasps for breath turning to Mr. Moon.

“Keep Going.”

“Okey, I took a picture with my phone. it’s not a picture of him, it’s a picture of a watch, he was wearing.” Mr moon takes his phone “It was a fucking expensive one so I took a picture to post on my Instagram.”

Mr. Moon smiles down at him “Ah, you take selfies. How cool. Really” Mr. Moon chuckles “Take a picture of this massage. you can post it too.” His smile falls for a minute.

He lean closer to Dong-yeok “Was there any girl held hostage?”

Dong-Yeok shake his head “I don’t know” Mr. Moon raise his brow at him making him let out frustrated noise “There was this girl, the long hair guy’s girlfriend or something”

“Girlfriend?”

“I don’t know, they fought like one. she wanted to leave but he won’t let her. that all I heard.”

Mr. Moon hums before standing, he slaps on the man’s shoulder before leaving.

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