A Game Of Love & Flames (Minsung)

Chapter 2

MINHO

"Remember everyone we are just going to this ball to show our faces, under no circumstances do I want any unnecessary dramas. Hyunjin, i'm looking at you" I say as I squint my eyes at him.

"Why me?!" He said as he threw his hands in the air in exasperation.

"Was it not you last time who flirted with one of our rivals' sons and had his father threaten to come and "unleash hell" on us?" I spat back at him in an accusatory tone.

"I had it under control! Until Changbin came hurtling through the door like a bull in a China shop, saw he had a gun on me and they started fighting!" He said desperately trying to plead his case.

"HEY! Would you rather I wasn't listening in on your little encounter and left you to deal with him on your own?!" Changbin said as he stood abruptly, leaning his palms on the table and sending his chair flying backwards.

"I was just trying to squeeze out a little info from him, it was working until you got all Mr Macho and came in to save me like I was a damsel in distress!" Hyunjin screeched.

"ENOUGH! I don't give a shit about who said and did what! The point is, tonight, I want NO UNNECESSARY DRAMAS. Do you understand me?" I say slamming my hand on the table, glaring at them both.

Here we are, one of the most feared mafias in Seoul... and here they are, bickering like kids on a playground. They know not to piss me off at the best of times, but boy do they love to try their luck. They're the closest thing to family I have since my father decided to retire and handed his "legacy" over to me. Why he chose to hand it to me I'll never know, he was never really that present when I was young. He's not really present now either, the only time he gets involved is if it immediately affects him. I suppose you never really "retire" from the mafia though do you.

"Minho, we should get going. The ball starts soon, we do not want to be late" Chan says, placing his hand on my shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze.

Chan, my right hand man. The eldest of us all, the one I go to when I need sound advice. We've all known eachother since we were young. Hyunjin and I have been best friends (much to my dismay) since pre-school. He's always been a bit of a loose cannon, but he's an extraordinary fighter. Changbin and Chan came later on.

My father would have big gatherings at our family home and us, "the kids" would be put into a separate wing of the house so the "grown ups" could do their deals and have their adult time. I think it's safe to assume we all grew rather close and ended up training to all make our own group, but I guess you could say that was my father's plan all along. He was the puppeteer pulling the strings from the inside.

Chan learnt how to fight and once he felt he was confident enough, decided to learn how to hack any computer system anywhere in the world. Hyunjin learnt how to fight, but ultimately decided he liked guns more than one on one combat. So he's my eyes and ears, you could say a guardian angel for us all on the ground.

Now Changbin, for what he lacks in height he sure as hell makes up for in muscle. He is the strongest among us, he was always interested in learning self defense, boxing and his general fitness. He trained tirelessly for hours and hours daily, it paid off.

That leaves me Lee Minho, head of the table and leader of Stray Kids. I was taught how to fight my entire life, I had it drilled into me from a very young age, kill or be killed. Show no mercy, be the best. If I had a choice between guns and my trusty knife, it would always be the knife. I chose one on one combat, I like the thrill of the chase. Watching the fear in your opponents eyes, the way they try to calculate your every move. But you see, I'm better. Faster, stronger and I see exactly where they will try to strike before they've even moved from their spot. The issue is, people are way too predictable.

"Right, everyone. Let's head out and remember my warning. NO DRAMAS."

I say to the group as we all make our way outside to one of our black SUV's and begin our journey to the ball of the year.

I wonder what on earth will happen this year.