Consumed by anger and driven by a desire for retribution, Rome embarks on a perilous journey to dismantle the very empire he was destined to lead. Amidst the chaos, he crosses paths with Paris Jeon, a charismatic 'florist' harboring a clandestine ag...
"You're nothing but a liar!" he spat, his words dripping with venom. "You're a monster like them! You and the rest of you dirt-slithering scums! I'll fucking kill you!"
Rome stood frozen, tears welling in his eyes. "I may be a lot of things, Paris, but being a liar isn't one of them," he murmured, his voice soft and pleading, taking a hesitant step forward.
"Stay where you are, or I will shoot you!" Paris's hands shook as he clutched the gun, tears streaming down his face. "You're a murderer! If I had known everything, I would never have been friends with you! I regret everything! First, my parents! Second, Juliet-J-Juliet, my sister-you! Because of you, she was killed!" His words hung heavy in the air, saturated with hatred.
Rome felt it coursing through him, a surge of despair and guilt. He never wanted anyone to be hurt. Every accusation from Paris shattered his heart, leaving him questioning if it was all his fault.
For a moment Rome stood there silent , His once beautiful face turned dark and indifferent, eyes pinned to the floor, while his breathing was shallow, Paris looked at Rome with calculating eyes, wondering what was going on. A brief scoff and a grim chuckle escaped Rome's lips as he lifted his head to meet Paris's stricken eyes with a pained yet deadly resonance.
"Then shoot me," Rome retorted bitterly, a deadpan expression on his face. Paris felt a sudden shift as their eyes met, darkness swirling around Rome like a cloak, transforming him into someone unrecognizable.
"What-" Paris stumbled backward, confusion clouding his mind. This wasn't the Rome he knew.
Rome's voice dripped with malice as a grim smirk tugged at his lips. "You sounded so eager to kill me, so why don't you do it?" he taunted, advancing closer.
"I-Who-" Paris faltered, unable to find the words, his mind reeling from Rome's sudden change in demeanor.
"I said shoot!" Rome's roar shattered the silence as he lunged toward Paris, whose confusion only deepened.
" Fuck- " Paris hissed in panic and taken aback.
A deafening gunshot echoed through the corridors of the condominium building, followed by the acrid scent of gunpowder.
