The Traps of the Black Swan

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'MIA CRAFT' Her name straight out of the king of hell froze her whole being. She felt her blood rush to the brain by the fright without daring to move even a bit.

She heard the fingers rhythmically tapping on the floor but those rhythms felt like her last call for life, it was too deadly raising her heart beats like it was on a marathon of hundreds of miles without an end to it.

She somehow knew she was testing Seungri's patience and she should respond to him but she couldn't bring herself to do it either. Her mind was alarming her repeatedly saying whether she turned to face him or not, it was her end, he was more dangerous than she could even think of anyone could be.

The seconds ticked off but there was no movement in the office other than Seungri's fingers gracefully waving up and down on the arm of the leather chair creating a cold tone in the silent room. However each second felt like hours and years to Mia Craft.

Seungri's patience ran out after a minute and grunted in a dark and freezing tone, "MIA CRAFT"

As though she was on a remote controller being controlled by the master, she jerked on her feet and spun around to face him in the fright of being dead right on the spot.

But she had overestimated her own strength and courage. As soon as she saw Seungri's menacing gaze, her blood rush to the brain seemed to hit the peak, and fainted the next second falling on the floor with a thud.

With instinctive reaction, Billy tried to go to his daughter but fell on his face without noticing Seungri's stretched leg, "Ahhh..." His knees fell on the broken sharp edges of the porcelain vase and his palm too pressed on the floor with the glass pieces piercing his palm. He cried in piercing pain gazing at the blood dripping from his palms and knees.

Seungri snickered without being satisfied by it. He wanted to see them in more pain, more blood, more ear-piercing yelp. Those were to fade his frustration and fade away the heavy heart from his mind due to repeated failure.

"You filthy dog!... Tsk... Dogs are loyal unlike you, a stinking bug. I gave you name, fame, and wealth to be my dog. Won't I know to pluck the teeth if it tries to bite me?"

Billy didn't dare to meet his eyes hearing his intimidating tone and knew well it was best to stay mute when Seungri was outrageously angered. His thought was to later apologize to him and get him to help him agree to be his loyal dog. Only that way he could live as the Craft, a business family.

...

The next day, Mia who had lost consciousness due to shock and fright, woke up the next day in an unknown room with a white ceiling. She took the time to identify the smell and realized she wasn't in any hell or heaven but in the hospital.

Slowly moving her head, she saw her left side was empty and on the right side made her heartbeats quicken its pace. Her father was on the next bed wrapped in bandages. His head was wrapped with gauge with red color clearly visible at the side of the forehead, his palms were wrapped with an IV attached on his backhand, his left leg calf to ankle was in a cast sending a cold running down her spine trembling on the bed just by imagining how Seungri must have beaten him.

Little did she know, he was in that brutal state because of her. He had gone against Seungri's order and fought against his men to stop them from abusing her. Then Seungri had calmed down due to Sean entering the headquarters and sent them to the hospital to get treated.

Unknown to everything, the first option she chose in her mind was to go to Aeon to be safe from Seungri's wrath or... maybe, just maybe she might reveal about Seungri's another face to Aeon and stay under his protection without thinking even once about her father. She also forgot Aeon's ex-girlfriend Amiah died because of Seungri's actions and Aeon already knew about it.