Inferno Hearts | Xu Minghao

15. Fears and Secrets

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𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖐𝖓𝖉 - 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗

(𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖕 + 𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖉)

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A hush settled over the expansive penthouse. Nabi, unable to find sleep, found her thoughts consumed by the recent scene she had been a part of. Who are these men? The continuous replay of the scene in her mind left Nabi with a mixture of bewilderment and apprehension, casting a shadow of confusion and fear over her thoughts.

As Nabi grappled with her restless thoughts, sleep eluding her, the members faced a different concern that kept them awake. A notorious gang in Seoul had chosen the ill-fated path of betrayal, devising a scheme to deceive the very members who had once been their allies. Little did they know that their decision would lead them down a path of reckoning. The wheels were set in motion, and there was no escaping the consequences of their treachery. The members were resolute – these betrayers were destined to pay a heavy price for their actions.

A trio of Jeeps discreetly entered through the rear of a building, their engines purring softly before coming to a stop. As the vehicles halted, the members emerged, their figures cloaked in black outifts and concealed beneath hoods. The air was tense with anticipation, each member armed and ready, their expressions betraying nothing of the intricate plan that had been meticulously laid out. With preparations complete, it was time for the operation to unfold.

"Alright," Seungcheol's voice cut through the air, commanding attention. The members gathered in the shadowed interior, each figure shrouded in black, absorbed his words with unwavering focus. "Mingyu," he continued, "you'll enter through the rear entrance and discreetly place the bomb in the room next to the living area."

His gaze swept across the assembled members as he assigned roles. "Dino, Vernon, and Wonwoo, you'll stand guard at the front entrance. Jeonghan, Minghao, and I will watch over Mingyu's back, ensuring his safety."

His directives continued, precision evident in each word. "Woozi and Jun, you'll handle the detonation of the bomb. Seungkwan, Joshua, and Hoshi, be prepared to drive, ensuring a swift exit. Dokyeom, your task is to scale the adjacent building, acting as our sniper. Your role is critical, and I trust you implicitly."

The weight of the plan hung in the air, each member fully aware of their responsibilities. Seungcheol's words encapsulated the gravity of the situation, underscoring the urgency of the operation and the need for precise execution. As the briefing concluded, the members dispersed, their movements synchronized and purposeful, the plan now set in motion.

With everyone in position, the members wasted no time in initiating the meticulously planned operation. "Ready?" Seungcheol's question hung in the air, a final confirmation sought from each member. A chorus of agreements followed, a collective acknowledgment that the moment had arrived.

Each member played their part flawlessly, their actions synchronized with practiced precision. Time seemed to blur as the plan unfolded, the urgency and stakes fueling their determination.

As the minutes passed, the puzzle pieces fell into place. Mingyu navigated the building's interior unseen, expertly placing the bomb without alerting the unsuspecting men.

 Then, as if on cue, the operation neared its climax. Mingyu emerged from the building, slipping away like a shadow. The members, aware of their roles, sprang into motion. Their movements were swift, purposeful, and devoid of hesitation. They converged on the waiting vehicles, the drivers positioned to ensure a quick escape.