Clandestine

Chapter Four

Chapter 4

Doyoung was being treated by Winwin, one of our doctors in the group. I silently sat there and watched how he screams at Winwin treating his wounds.

"Are you sure he's worth the trouble?" Yuta asked.

I don't know was what I wanted to say. I was unsure about how would his father would've felt if he knew his golden boy was missing or how their gang would've reacted when we stole their heir.

Either way, I don't want to show uncertainty nor weakness to anyone but myself. Trusting someone in this business is just as hard as going out of it.

"He is, Yuta. Wait and see." I said briefly. He seemed satisfied with my answers and didn't comment on anything else.

Yuta left and said that he was going to discuss our technology expansion to Japan with Shotaro. I couldn't care less, my primary subject is in a room with a skillful doctor whom he probably screamed at so many times now.

After a few minutes, Winwin emerged from Doyoung's room. He looked tired and weary from all the screams and shouts that he got.

"Miyeong, he's stubborn as you." He said and chuckled.

I didn't say anything and it was a sign for him to go. He patted my shoulder and said a few things about what Doyoung needed.

I walked inside the room and sat on the sofa facing his bed. He was facing the blank wall with his bareback in front of my eyes.

"If you're just going to remind me that you own me, leave," Doyoung said and lifted the blanket.

I smirked, "Oh I shouldn't? Too bad, I got the Kims' group's only heir, shouldn't I hold a huge festival for it?"

He stood up and looked at me annoyingly. Strutting his way to me, his eyes screamed power and annoying emotions. It was like there were a fire and a passion to kill the person in front of him.

I stifled a laugh, stood up but he still towered over me. I looked once more in his eyes, this time, more intense and longer. I searched for fear but there wasn't any. I guess the rough and cold persona is in him right now.

"Park Miyeong, you don't own me. I will never let you own me." he said staring deeply into his eyes. 

I sighed quietly, "You'll accept it sooner. More than sooner, the better." 

He didn't comment anymore, just looked at me with his eyes. I tried to look away but he is a huge distraction. My eyes trailed his bare chest, feeling a bit feverish on how he stared down to intimidate me like what I did to him a few hours ago. 

His stare was melting indeed, those dark brown eyes were something, more powerful than Taeyong's. He smiled, it was the first since I saw him today. He smiled with his gums out and his pearly white teeth that shined in front of my eyes. 

Doyoung looked down on my lips, trying to figure something out. I looked at him, slightly unaware that he's almost closing the distance between our faces. I gulped. 

"What are you doing?" I said. 

He breathed softly, the hotness of his breath was greatly affecting me, sending a thousand shivers to my delicate cheeks. "I can't resist temptation, Miyeong."

A knock was heard outside and he quickly left the position we were in, moving towards the bed he occupied a few moments ago. I regained my strength and walked over the door to see who it was. 

To my surprise, it was Jisung. 

"Jisung, why are you here?" I asked. 

He looked at me with confusion, "Why are you in the clinic? Are you alright?" 

I nodded and pushed him out of the room to let Doyoung rest and probably give him space. 

It was peculiar to see Jisung here. He vowed to me to not come into this hell hole, yet he's here in flesh. He didn't agree with what I do and probably doesn't agree with me still. I sighed softly and wished that Jisung wasn't here for a motive nor to join us. 

We're bad people. We kill. We steal. We hurt people. We do bad things to save ourselves. That's something that he didn't want to be. Something that he was afraid to do ever since we were kids. I remembered how his hands shake when he was handed a knife to torture one of our Father's enemies. I remembered how he would have panic attacks as early as 6 years old. 

I shook my head of the thoughts that were forming in my head and didn't notice that we were at my office already. 

"The Wongs, Lucas hyung's parents invited me for a charity ball tomorrow. I can't attend." He said, feeling disappointed in himself. 

I just patted his shoulders, "I'll come with everyone." 

His eyes shined. He knew how much I hated social gatherings because of the danger they hold, especially when I already kidnapped someone's heir. I know it's going to be hard for us tomorrow but it's also a catch since I might see Doyoung's father. 

"Thank you, noona! I promise to treat you to a bubblegum ice cream!" He said happily.

I nodded and Jisung left afterward. I had my nth sigh for the day, tired was an understatement on what happened today. 

"Haechan, call in my personal shopper and tell her that I need 22 suits and a gown for an event tomorrow. Tell Ten to be in charge of the weapons tomorrow, Taeyong to lead and buy me a hair dye." I said. 

Tomorrow's going to be a hell of a ride.