How do you think their story will turn out when 14 suddenly becomes 12?
With choosing to be slaved and then miraculously finding her long lost brother, Choi Yiseul eventually meets her end, abruptly and brutally by being caught up in a explosion wit...
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Yiseul had grown accustomed to the sound of her heels clattering on the chilly marble floor. She suddenly had flashbacks to her first mission with Kim Mingyu as the female looked around the magnificent hotel's interior.
Following the agreement with Seo Heejun, he had asked for her attendance in Japan. Here at the renowned art gallery, a well-known painter was having his exhibition.
Heejun was adamant and unwavering in his belief that any evidence or information pertaining to Dino could be discovered at the elite function that was being held.
"If it does not go as you have articulated," Yiseul said as she swirled her glass of wine and took a swig. "then, BOOM" A sinister and content smirk hung on the girl's face as she noticed him visibly gulping.
"Can't believe I managed to threaten a man like ya" clinking her glass with his, Yiseul watched as he flinched away. "Fuck bro" Leaning back in her chair, the mafia member gazed at the rich, vintage chandelier hanging from the ceilings.
"I was running away from the underworld just a few days ago and now look at me" Yiseul rose her brows in amazement, "I'm enjoying this euphoric event" Relaxing her shoulders, Yiseul sighed in satisfaction.
"Listen up, Seo Heejun" She grabbed onto the collar of his shirt, forcefully. "A significant amount of time has elapsed since Dino vanished. If you don't find him or any information regarding him in the next 24 hours, you'll be FUCKING DAMNED"
Heejun's knowledge of SVT was limited to stories about their brutality toward their adversaries, particularly the recent modifications to their work ethics brought about by the discovery of their then dead members.
Witnessing it first hand, the male feared for his life. Heejun had always believed that women were helpless and damsels in distress, but after meeting Choi Yiseul, he realized that he had never felt so afraid in his life.
"I might have to go out and socialize in order to get information." The man was speaking, but he was still requesting her consent. Gesturing towards the herd of people, Yiseul urged him to continue his work.
"Heejun-ah" When he was away a foot or so, Yiseul called out to him. "Remain vigilant in monitoring your watch. To keep in mind that your time is running out." Pulling away from his ear, Yiseul smirked at the terrified man.
"Take it easy, buddy. I was joking around." Heejun remained passive, "To be honest, I wasn't and you know it" Nodding his head, the male continued onto his search.
Getting bored just sitting there, Yiseul wondered in the exhibition hall, admiring different art pieces that were displayed. "Didn't expect to find you here?!" A familiar voice reached her ear, whipping her head to notice the owner of the words.
"Fancy seeing you here" Jung Kihyun brought forth her hand to his lips, bowing gently. "Wish I could say the same" Yiseul remarked which caused Kihyun to laugh out loud. "How you've been?" They strolled the venue, discussing about the various artefacts and paintings.
"How's things with your father?" He dismissed her query with a slight wave of his hands, "Same old, Same old" She couldn't help but smirk at the idea that played in her mind. "Forget about me. How have you been, Choi Yiseul?"
Yiseul wasn't fazed a bit, on the other hand she felt a rush of excitement at that. "You're pretty quick, Mr. Jung" The female patted his back in acknowledgement as he jokingly bowed his head in gratefulness.
"I hear that a lot" Kihyun continued, "But why did you lie when you knew I would find out eventually?" The male grabbed onto two glasses of wine, handing one to Yiseul while he sipped on the other.
"Wanted to test you, that's all" Yiseul scoured the room for Seo Heejun who backed away at her gaze and continued on his work. "I was there for my work, couldn't let a man ruin that"
Chuckling at her answer, Kihyun threw on a smug look. "Even after knowing, I basically rule the underworld?" There was a sense of competition between them, an unannounced animosity. "Basically?" Yiseul scoffed, "The last time I checked, you still aren't announced as the heir and keeping that aside"
She paused in her steps, "You haven't really done your check on SVT, i guess" The clattering of her black, dark heels only boosted her confidence. "No matter where, the end game will always remain SVT"
"I like your confidence" He clinked his glass with her's, "I'm done considering your offer-" Kihyun was cut off as Seo Heejun suddenly appeared and dragged Yiseul to a corner.
"Want me to cut that hand of yours?!" Dusting off where he had touched her, Yiseul spoke. "I-I apologise but we need to go from here" There was a sense of urgency in his voice.
Before he could speak any further, Yiseul's phone rang. "Get out of there right now" It was Jun, "There's going to be a shootout at the exhibition"
Just then the sound of shattering of glass could be heard. "Oh God" Yiseul deeply sighed, "Now this is what a grand welcome should feel like"
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