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Niki went back to his villa, whereas I went off to the centre square real quick, just a quick chat with my brother.

Niki had no issue with my brother, despite being from rival clans, he remained civil with the fact I still spoke with him.

I sat opposite Minjae, he had zero happiness in his gaze.

"Leave Niki, now." He sprung at me with a command, I furrowed my brows, wondering where the fuck my 'hello' was?

"The fuck?" I stared at him, confused and with a weird expression written on my face.

"You're gonna get yourself fucking killed Yuri. And you're my sister. I could give two fucks about Niki, but you? Seriously. Baekhyeon will kill you with no mercy." My brother warned me sincerely, It was cute how he cared.

"Baekhyeon has no chance." I bitterly responded and Minjae scoffed, looking around, frustrated.

"Neither do you. Yuri. You're new to this kind of life, you have no idea what torture or extremities clans go up to. You probably haven't even seen the worst of Niki's yet." Minjae gave a light shudder, thinking about Niki.

It made me think, he was right, I didn't see the worst of Niki yet, but I was willing.

"Minjae. I appreciate your care, but I refuse to leave. I can handle all of this." I insisted and Minjae sighed shakily.

"Yuri. Niki once tied Baekhyeon's men up and ever so slowly burnt blue flames on their skin. They suffered for a good few hours, and after that, he decided to pour salt all over the horrible burns, and to the ones who didn't die. He did so much worse." Minjae explained, and I swallowed hard, feeling a little uneasy at that information.

"I'm not surprised he did that." I crossed my arms, shaking the feeling off. I should be desensitised to these kinds of things.

"You really don't understand the shit you're getting yourself into Yuri. I beg of you to just think about it." Minjae grasped for my hand, sparkles shining through his eyes, "You know I'll always let you stay at mine if anything."

I gave him a light smile, accompanied by a sigh.

"Okay, I'll think about it. Thank you Minjae." I told him, would I think about it? Hell no.

I left the place after that, having a rather uneasy feeling on the way back home. It wasn't at all from Niki's doings, that was typical for such a big mafia boss like him, however, the feeling came from driving closer to Niki's villa.

Why did I have such an uncertain feeling right now?

I parked into the grounds, quickly heading inside. It was eerily quiet, and as I made quiet steps against the cold marble, I noticed red liquid spilling from a room.

I peered my head around, noticing a worker, dead, on the floor. My heart almost sank, wondering what the fuck happened.

It was silent. Pure, deathly silent.

I made my way up a passage of stairs to the second floor, ensuring my surroundings were clear, gun in hand and loaded.

It seemed as if someone had attacked the house. Which, made me panic, Niki was here. The quietness didn't make it feel any better. I knew he was strong, but it was just him alone, with what seemed like a good few strong men.

I swiftly yet silently turned corners and corridors, eventually heading up to the third floor and from there, I heard a voice.

"I wondered what you had wanted from my daughter." My father's voice came from a certain hallway. I swallowed hard, breathing in tough air.

The anger penetrated through my body like none before.

"And thanks to her brother distracting her, I now, get to claim your clan." He gave a very horrific, chesty laugh.

I peeked around the corner, it really was my father, stood in the centre as Niki faced Baekhyeon, bruised and bloody face. They had tied him to a chair. He must've fought so hard. Not only that, Baekhyeon was surrounded with eight men, four each beside him.

"Claim my clan?" Niki gave a laugh, I swear to god, this guy was gonna get himself killed, "You couldn't even take me down alone, how do you expect to own my gang?"

I had to think fast, it was a matter of time before Niki's own mouth got him killed. Baekhyeon signalled something with his fingers, one of his men stepped forward and punched Niki in the face, he didn't give any reaction, except from a smirk.

I couldn't bare to see him hurt anymore, so, I decided to act upon it. What's the worst that could happen, I get shot and die? Or we both get shot and die? I'd say that'd be a good ending.