𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒㆐JIHAN

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The dark streets of Seoul welcomed Agent Hong in their gloom, everyone knew him for being nothing more and nothing less than the right hand of Yoon JeongHan whose name made more than one person tremble in that country adorned by the petals of the flowers of the cherry trees.

Joshua, with his feline eyes, scanned the area he had been assigned to patrol, looking for any intruders in the territory. The alarm set on his phone rang indicating that he could almost put aside the mask that hid his face from the unknown eyes that surrounded him. He smiled knowing that with that sound the end of his day was approaching.

He got into his car driving towards that country house far from the city, getting out of the vehicle as soon as he arrived at his destination, he carefully crossed the path that led to the elegant mansion while he took off his mask, daring to play with it and ending up holding it carelessly with a from his hands.

From the purse that hung over his shoulder he took out a lipstick, with which he colored his lips a soft carmine in front of the enormous mirror placed in the main corridor of the house, smiling with the result he fixed his disheveled hair a little. .

Their lives were too complicated, too dangerous, no one should know about their relationship because they would know that he, Hong Joshua, was Cheonsa's Achilles' heel, the most feared man in all of Seoul.

Upon entering the warm house, he saw his boss comfortably sitting in front of the fireplace while he enjoyed a book accompanied by the warmth of the embracing flames.

"Mr. Yoon." He called to the one with dark hair at shoulder level, who was wearing a shirt rolled up at the level of the forearm with two buttons unbuttoned, accompanied by a pair of torn jeans, the glasses fell elegantly on the bridge of the nose of the eldest, making JiSoo, Joshua's real name, sigh.

The man in question turned to the newcomer, indicating that he should continue with his report.

"There was no irregularity in the area, I just have to highlight that Mr. Park was observed entering the Light a Flame, Jeon kept him under surveillance after he entered the club and informed me that he only had a couple of drinks before leaving, Woozi and Coups keep an eye on him."

Diligently while playing with one of his brown hair Joshua communicated.

Cheonsa carefully considered the data received, not taking long to get up from his comfortable chair to approach where his subordinate was.

With a couple of steps, the older reduced the distance between them, leaving the cat-eyed one trapped between the sofa that was behind him and Yoon's body.

The one with angelic features, which without a doubt did justice to his peculiar nickname, with one of his hands he delicately caressed one of Hong's cheekbones, who did not seem affected by his touch, that made him smile internally. Hong Joshua was so difficult to corrupt, so cold and inaccessible, but Yoon JeongHan could see in the feline eyes a small trace of JiSoo, the sweet, loving, understanding and capricious young man with whom he had fallen madly in love.

"Thank you for the report, Hong's agent." He whispered against opposite lips while holding Joshua's chin, who was staring at him." But I think there was something missing to say.

Hong mulled over the implicit question a couple of times.

"I missed you too, darling." JeongHan muttered before leading his lips to those pompous ones, which drove him to madness.

Cheonsa, intoxicated by that nectar of paradise that was his contrary lips, did not deny the whim of holding Joshua's thin waist with his other hand while giving soft caresses to the skin hidden under the shirt that the minor was wearing.