In the dark underworld, Seventeen reigns supreme as a ruthless mafia gang of thirteen members, feared by all. Yuri, an innocent soul, endures a life of abuse at the hands of her foster parents. What twists of fate will unfold when Seventeen and Yuri...
Yuri was sitting in her room, painting, while the rest of the members were occupied with their own things. After the meeting with Scoups Some members had started talking to Yuri more, while others still kept their distance. It was after lunch when Yuri finished her painting and heard someone enter her room. Its been days since seungkwan brought her canvas and paints colours.
She looked up and saw Jeonghan standing there. "What are you doing, princess?" he asked, his voice smooth and affectionate. Since the meeting with Scoups, Jeonghan had taken to calling her "princess," a nickname that always made her shy.
"I just finished my painting," she replied, her voice soft.
Jeonghan approached her easel and looked at the painting. It was beautiful and vibrant, a stark contrast to the darkness he was used to. For a moment, he felt something unsettling, as if the colors were trying to draw him in, to pull him away from the shadows that defined him.
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"It's beautiful," he said, his tone sincere but with an underlying tension. "
Yuri smiled, a bit shy. "Thank you. Painting helps me escape, even just for a little while."
Jeonghan's eyes lingered on the painting before meeting hers. He watched as she gazed at her work, a soft smile playing on her lips. That smile, he thought, could cure any wound. Her tears, on the other hand, could make him do terrible things. Her laugh was music to his ears, a melody he wanted to hear again and again. And her words—they were enough to drive him crazy.
Jeonghan's mind drifted back to the day he carried her in his arms when she was shot. He remembered the weight of her body, the fear in her eyes, and the way his heart had clenched at the sight of her in pain. She had looked so scared when she saw him in the medical room, her eyes with uncertainty and fear.
He also remembered the way she had laughed with him during dinner, a genuine, carefree laugh that had made him smile in return. It was a rare sound in their world, and he cherished every moment of it. But then there was Jun—the way he had spoken ill about her. The rage that had surged through Jeonghan was uncontrollable. He had wanted to kill Jun right then and there, to silence his cruel words forever.
Jeonghan looked back at Yuri, her presence pulling him out of his thoughts. He knew that his feelings for her were growing stronger with each passing day. The desire to keep her all to himself, to keep her away from his member's that surrounded her, was becoming overwhelming. But for now, he kept these thoughts to himself.
"In the shadows of my obsession, I play a dangerous game, hunting her light to keep in my darkness."
Jeonghan received a call and quickly left her room. She efficiently wrapped up her work and neatly organized everything in its place.
Meanwhile, in the meeting room
Scoups pov
I stood near the window, gazing outside as everyone filed in and took their seats ,i watched as each member settled down, and then i signaled for the meeting to commence. The8 got up and approached the projector, opening a blueprint of a building. Dk began, "So, this is the blueprint of the Kangs building..."
