4:00 am, Kwon villa
"Thank you for the delivery," a man in a neat grey suit announced.
"You're welcome, Mr. Kwon," the delivery man respectfully bowed, taking the pen and receipt pad from him as Yoomin took the box. A woman appeared from behind, "Is your brother staying here?" She asked and Yoomin sent her a nod, "For now, yes,"
It was Professor Hong Chaerin. The delivery man moved away from the front door with another bow and turned around, heading to his van as his finger played twirled around the key ring.
"Too easy," Junghoon chuckled as he took light steps to his van and slid into the driving seat, a smirk tugging on his lips. The security gates opened for him as he drove his car farther away from the villa and parked the car just close enough to witness a much anticipated scene. He rolled down his window, making sure to keep his black baseball cap in place.
His hands reached for a pack of cigarettes and he took the cancer stick between his teeth, lighting it to allow the satisfying feeling of nicotine engulf his senses. The boy hummed in satisfaction as he languidly let his hand which held the cigarette dangle out the window, his lips puffing out smoke.
His other hand fished a broker phone out of his pocket and dialled a number, placing the call on speaker. The other line picked up in a hot minutes, "Hoping to hear some good news,"
"I called you for you to hear the news yourself.....5....4....3.....2....1,"
A deafening loud explosion pierced through the silence of the night, an orange hue of the fiery blast glowing onto Junghoon and reflected on his black van.
"Good job. I'll wire your pay. You should be making your appearance soon,"
Junghoon laughed, "I'm pretty sure Yoonoh escaped but see you at the court, boss," he emphasised the word boss mockingly and the other end chuckled along, finding the term rather humourous
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4:24 am, Hanyak General Hospital
TW: Torture, abuse, blood, violence
Her eyes blurred with tears as the constant ran down her cheeks. She could taste the salty liquid on her mouth mixed with the metallic taste of her busted open bleeding lips. Jiae shuddered and her body paralysed under his menacing eyes and inhumane ministrations. No matter what protest she tried to yell out it ended in a whimper or cry. She gasped for air but her breathing turned shallow. She was hyperventilating. And there was nothing she could do about it. Absolutely nothing.
A loud cry escaped her lips when a knife dug into the skin of her upper arm for the third time. Her body was bruised all over, bleeding from cuts intentionally made to torment her for as long as possible. Her hands instinctively pulled her knees to her chest, back against the cold wall of the room. The position helped her in covering her stomach. Her upper body was exposed and reddened with hit marks. Deep cuts adorned her upper arms and center of her chest from where blood vigorously flowed out.
"Awww how cute," he mockingly remarked and a kick was launched at her again. Jiae curled her body closer which ended with the attack landing on the side of her thighs. She choked on her own tears, the pain coursed through her body at such intensity that she almost felt numb. The cuts awfully stung and with every drop of blood she was losing, she felt herself slipping from consciousness. Her brain was replaying multiple different pleasant memories and all the hits, cuts and words from Kwon Hyunjin gradually turned into a distant noise. Her parents, her friends, her entire life time and one certain brunette. It all reeled inside her mind like a final record.
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Never | Lee Haechan
Fanfiction"Haechan, you can have any girl in the world but not Jiae. Trust me" Except he had her. And she was frustrated enough to let him have her. That's how they got here. / currently under editing because this was my first book- / enemies to lovers trope ...
