𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗡𝗢̄ ꕤ tr x reader

二

-2nd person pov-

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"So, Bonten huh?" 

You sat in your office of your organizations main headquarters, situated in the precise middle of Seoul. You had your arms crossed with one leg over the other, as your left and right hand men invaded the silence of your peaceful quarters. Black coffee was sitting on your desk as you glanced over the files your men prepared for you. 

Baji, your left hand man, was sitting on your black velvet couch to the right of your desk, sucking away at a lollipop while he looked at you, expecting you to spill your plan on what they should do. He wore his 'regular work' clothes, which was a simple black suit for when each of the executives were doing the more normal business in the corporal industry. 

Izana stood in front of the window that took over the entire left wall, watching the bustling city below with a concentrated look on his face. One hand was in his suit pocket, while the other was holding his phone to his side. 

It was clear that he was deep in thought, ever since the warehouse where he revealed that he has relations to some of Bonten's members. But apparently, every executive of yours had some type of past with at least one Bonten affiliate. 

Everyone other than yourself, of course. You had no clue who these goons are. 

You remained silent as you listened to the raging thoughts in your head, while trying to process how you have never heard of Bonten in your life. If they are Japan's most notorious, why haven't you ever been in earshot of their titles? It was a public known organization with the names, faces, and backgrounds of the higher-ups posted anywhere and everywhere you search about them. 

Your organization info was excellently kept hidden, with the only thing known being the number of executives you have. None of the names of your higher-ups and connections are publicized, and as far as you know three of your executives are accounted for as dead. 

Your executives were also the only people to know your gender, everyone else in the public is set on the belief that you are male, since females are 'incapable of doing a man's job.' Obviously that's incorrect, since you're already doing way better than your shitty father ever did. 

Although you were a criminal organization, that side of your business was kept under translucent wraps for specific personnel. 

The other side of the business was nothing short of a world-wide bank. 

You inherited the business from your father when you were 14, and therefor matured at a young age by force. Hanken was the name of Korea's most notorious criminal organization, but KH Financial was the banking industries largest global funder. 

Your father was far from a good parent, but he could have been a lot worse. He focused on his business more than he did his own daughter, rarely stayed home, reeked of alcohol and drugs whenever he did show up at home, but he never laid a hand on you or your mother. No matter how bad of a state your father was in, he never turned to abuse. His constantly down mood was something you never understood, but as you aged you uncovered the truth as to why. 

KH Financial was never as big as what it is now, and you were the one who grew it from an unknown side gig to a government recognized company. You were aware of how your father started it in hopes of paying off his debt to a well known gang at the time, but everything went downhill once his issues started dragging towards his family. 

He had your mother killed because of his incompetence. She was murdered by the same people that your father was in debt by. 

Before he disappeared, he told you that you have a step sibling. Specifically, a younger brother. You don't know how or when he came about, but your father told you no other details even when you begged him to.