Remorselessly, I shot the guy five times, out of pure anger. He was dead by the second bullet, however, this had ruined my entire fucking day.
I stood up, storming around the building and heading back to my room, Sunghoon still guarding the door.
I opened it, dragging Joyeon by the wrist out of there. She was shaking horribly, eyes red and pale in the face.
"Niki.. What the fuck is going on, who the fuck are you? And where is Yuri?!" She wailed, I understood her confusion and fear, but right now, I had no clarity in my mind, all I wanted was revenge and Yuri.
I dragged her outside, where a lot of black cars were, all my men were stood, armed. I dragged her to a car, opening the door and essentially throwing her into the back of a car.
Before I shut the door, I looked at her, my eyes sharp and dark.
"Niki Nishimura. Leader of mafia clan, Mura. Nice to know you." I slammed the door shut, walking over to the drivers side, "Drive her to my villa. Guard there too. If you don't, your whole family is dead." I tapped the roof of the car as he nodded, driving off with no other comment.
My top ten strongest men approached me, as I gave a large groan.
"I thought Park was fucking dead." I grumbled loudly, losing my patience with all these incompetent idiots.
It was fucking annoying me, god knows where Yuri was, and today was supposed to be a good day. There were supposed to be no problems after this, yet there's always something. I could care less about her friends, but Yuri. I swear to god, if she is any amount injured, I will rip every individual bone of the person who even dared.
"Yes sir. He is." One of the guys said, and I glared at him, "We checked camera footage. Turns out to be Park Minjae." He suddenly uttered the words that turned my heart cold.
I looked at him, they were all silent.
"Park Minjae?" I raised a brow.
"Yes. Yuri's brother. Supposed heir of Park Baekhyeon." He told me as if I didn't know. I reloaded my gun, not even wanting to waste any words.
"Get to fucking tracking the location of where he took them then?! What the fuck are you all doing?!" I yelled, angrily resisting the urge to just let out a few bullets.
Sunghoon approached me, Jungwon tagging along. They both looked at me, slightly worried.
"You found out it's Minjae?" Sunghoon asked, he already knew the answer by my face.
"Real smart of him to kidnap his own sister. Fucking low idiot." Jungwon sneered.
"Get the whole crew to infiltrate Park's base. Every single one. I don't care who's in there, kill them all. I want to see bloodshed." I demanded, not sparing a single feeling of guilt or remorse in my heart.
"Alright. Was it just Yuri?" Sunghoon asked, about to follow my orders.
"No. Yuri and three other girls I believe. Miyeon, Heejin and Aeyoung." I coldly replied, "Be on the watch, tell my men that I want everybody on sight dead. Unless it's those four."
Sunghoon and Jungwon both nodded, they knew not to resist. Why? Because it'd get them killed too. Despite our friendship, you just learn to nod your head and agree to certain things, especially when it comes to a problem like this.
If Yuri isn't in my arms, that means everybody must die until I get her in my arms. I don't care if you have a family to go to, or if you have no links to Park.
You still work for my enemy clan, which ultimately, makes you a traitor regardless. And for Yuri, I will wipe out populations as long as she makes it home.
After the car they were took in was tracked, I sat in the back of my driver's car. He started to speed off, three other cars following behind with my men.
In Park's other bases, there were barely anyone. Mostly just Park's friends, relatives perhaps, maybe even some workers. And you'd never guess what happened to them.
All dead.
My measures were extreme, but for Yuri, I was willing to do anything. If that meant to kill everybody on earth, so be it.
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riki.nishimura → cherry lipstick
Fanfic- HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 #NIKI, #1 #ENHYPEN, #1 #NIKINISHIMURA | he had to look for someone, whereas she wasn't looking for anyone - one day she left her cherry-coloured lipstick print on his glass, and he was intrigued.