DEVIL'S DESIRE

TWENTY

Kim Taehyung POV
"Taehyung, we'll handle him." Jimin said and my eyes shifted back to normal. I fixed my suit and head outside and saw Haneul smoking by the alley. She immediately throw her cigarette in the bin and walk away as soon she saw me approaching. I speed up my pace and caught her by her arm. "Get back inside and let me treat your knuckles." I said but she pushed me away follow by a slap on the cheek that sting as fuck. "Do not care for me. We're nothing, Kim Taehyung. The only closest relationship I have with you is being your whore. Nothing more. So do not bother me anymore. I don't want to be your whore or slut. Do not come to me and show your fucking concern so let me go and fuck off." Her words made me felt something. Mainly anger.

"I should have let you burn along with your colleagues instead of going through hell to save your life." My words did not even made her flinch. Instead she gave me a devious smirk. "Yeah you should have done that. I could have find my peace by now together with my dead teammates and brother." Haneul walk away and hail a cab. I feel like killing someone tonight. The urge and temptation is strong but I have to find a better way to distract myself. When I was about to enter back into The Royals, Eun Chae walked out from the dark alley. "Kinda overheard your conversation with the detective." She said as she crossed her arms. I proceed to enter the club and the witch follows from behind.

As soon as I sat at the bar, Felix served me my usual and the same for the witch that settled down next to me."My advice, do not chase after her. Do not put the risk of pulling her into the dark side of our life. Take for example, Sun Hee. She was just a normal university girl that wanted to live a normal life until she met Jimin. Everything changed to the point she died." The witch got the point here. "Let her go. Let her live a normal life." Eun Chae sips on her drink before she look at me. "May I ask you something?" I raise my brow indicating her to proceed with the question. "Why do you have sudden interest in that detective?" Ah she probably didn't know about the incident cause she wasn't part of the family yet when it happened.

"I killed her brother six years ago. Her brother and Na Ra's ex boyfriend were partners. Just like Haneul, he was investigating the murder cases that we caused. But her brother is rather extremely smart and was able to figure out about cult. That was when I decided to silent him by death." That made the witch neck the whole glass of her drink and whistle low. "Wow that is fucked up. So are you trying to redeem yourself or making things worst right now?" She asked. "Well I thought of fucking things up even worst but seeing how she wants nothing from me, I'll slowly lead her to her brother's murderer. Which is me." I finished up my drink. "And how do you intend to do that?" The witch asked as she look at me. "I'm Kim Taehyung. I always have my way of doing things."

Haneul POV
I reached home and immediately went to the kitchen and look for alcohol to clean my bruised and bleeding knuckle. I opened up the bottle using my teeth and pour it on my injuries. Painful but I'm satisfied with the art I created at the bar earlier. "Hanuel?" Appa walks into the kitchen and he quickly look at my hand. "What happened?" He asked with concern. "Your daughter is a badass remember?" I chuckled but he then sigh before he grabbed my hand and cleaned off the wound.

"But do remember Haneul, no matter how strong you are, you still have your weakest point." Appa said as he help me to bandage my knuckle. "You don't know it yourself until someone makes you realize it." I give him a slight smile. "There all done. You can go up to your room and wash up. Have a good rest alright." Appa smiles before he caresses my cheek. I hugged him and head up to my room. After wash up, I sat on my bed and stare at the window. Due to last week incident, I had to go through three weeks of hospital leave and after it is cleared, they will be transferring me to work in the Headquarter at Gangnam which is quite a distance from here.

An email came through my phone and I opened it up. It was an email to all the staffs about remembering the fire incident victims. Reading the names of my teammates and colleagues made my heart felt heavy. As I read their names, each of their face appear in my head and I choke on my own tears as I try to hold it back. I curled up on my bed and hope that this crying would lead me to a good sleep.

Kim Taehyung POV
I saw Jun Ho walking towards the pleasuring room with two ladies by his side while I was heading upstairs back to the lounge. Maybe it is time for me to kill his parents and let him taste for what he paid for. I entered the room and saw Eun Chae attending the priest's wound and broken face. "I'm telling you. He is the devil's son." I smirked and sat on the desk before lighting up my cigarette. The priest look horrid as his eyes met mine. "Who is?" I asked the priest and Yoongi look at me.

"I guess he got beaten up to the point it gives him concussion." I get off the desk and Eun Chae stepped behind before I sat on the chair opposite of the priest. "Let me warn you one last time. Do not disturb the detective." I told him before I huff the smoke directly on his face. I look at the badly beaten face and smirked feeling proud of Haneul. "Let me add more in this masterpiece that she've created." I burn the priest's face using the end of the cigarette to kill off the fire. He screamed loudly in pain before I got up from the seat and look at Eun Chae. "Do you have alcohol rub with you?" I asked and she hand me a bottle. I open it up and pour it on his face.

"I'm going home." I told the rest and leave the nightclub. I drive while tuning in to my favorite jazz song to get in the mood. Things are about to change around here when the cult find out the truth about me. After thirty-six years, it feels good to be alive once again. I parked my car and get into the lift. Whistling to the tune of my favorite song as I walk towards my apartment. I came to a stop when I saw Haneul in front of my door with red swollen eyes and her knuckle bandage from earlier. "Taehyung." I walked towards her and stand tall, looking down at her. It seems like she want to say something but it is holding her back. Something is holding her back. Her body trembled and that is when I know she just need someone to comfort her after everything.

I lay her head on my chest, pulling her into my embrace and at that moment she cries her heart out.