"I promised you, didn't I? That I would make your victory feel miserable."
Life sucks when you've got a lot of demons in your head to deal with. Add fucked law system and constant crimes all over the world to the list. And there's nothing you can do...
The said male closed his eyes in anger at the very annoying sound of none other than his father. His father was a big thorn on his side ever since he had stepped foot on this earth. He opened his eyes and looked at the older man, his face morphing into a blank expression and Jaesoo realised just how much he hated this man with his whole passion, how much he had wanted to burn this man alive.
Only that he can't, not when everything is at stake, at the very least.
"Is it true?" Kim Daehyun barked at him and Jaesoo just stared at him, "Did you let Taehyung and his stupid squad escape?!" His father shouted, "I gave you one job, Jaesoo. To wipe out Taehyung and his little squad and burn them alive after they burned my company into ashes! But, what did you do? Let them go?" The man shouted at Jaesoo, not caring that he had asked his elder son to kill his younger son⏤ oh, how pathetic can this man get?
A slow, chilling smile spread across Jaesoo's face, as cold and sharp as the glint in his eyes. "Escape?" he drawled, his voice dripping with disdain. "They weren't escaping, Father. They were leaving. . . on their own terms." Kim Daehyun, a man built more on bluster than brawn, puffed out his chest. "Don't play word games with me, boy! I saw the footage. They're alive. And you know what that means."
Jaesoo's smile widened, revealing a hint of sharp canines. "It means you underestimated them, again. A classic Daehyun blunder." His voice, though low, held a dangerous edge. "But more importantly," he continued, his gaze turning steely, "it means you underestimated me." Daehyun bristled, his face reddening with fury. "Don't get cocky, Jaesoo. You may be useful for now, but remember who holds the leash."
Jaesoo's laughter echoed in the sterile room, a dark, humorless sound that sent shivers down Daehyun's spine despite himself. "Leash? You think you control me, Father? The only leash here is the one you wear, a leash of your own making, forged from fear and desperation."
He leaned in closer, his voice a low growl. "You think I'd let you harm Taehyung and his friends? You think I'd be your pawn in your twisted game of destruction? The only reason they're alive is because of me." Daehyun recovered quickly, a cruel smile twisting his lips. "So you defied me? You think you can protect them? How naive. They'll all pay for what they did. And if you won't do it, I will."
Jaesoo threw his head back and laughed, a harsh, echoing sound that sent shivers down Daehyun's spine. "Kill them? You, Father? You couldn't crush an ant without throwing a tantrum first. You wouldn't last five seconds against Taehyung. He'd bury you under his metaphorical and literal shoes, and dance on your grave while you choked on your own ashes."
