𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏-𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔.
❝The allure of having you in my arms is akin to the temptation of having you on your kn...
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The forest loomed around them like an impenetrable fortress, the towering trees blotting out the sun, casting everything into an eerie twilight. As Jeonggukk and Jiwon ventured deeper, the dense greenery seemed to swallow the sounds of their footsteps. The quiet, unnatural and oppressive, stretched on, broken only by the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind. The farther they went, the more the wilderness became a character in their narrative—unforgiving and alien.
The air was thick with tension, a palpable thing that clung to their skin like the humidity before a storm. Both of them walked in silence, their breaths steady but underlined with a subtle strain. Every step forward seemed to drag them deeper into the unknown, farther from the relative safety of the world they had left behind. The enemies they had evaded now seemed a distant threat compared to the hostile environment of the wild that surrounded them. The undergrowth rustled ominously, as if concealing eyes that watched their every move.
Jeonggukk led the way, his expression as cold and unreadable as ever. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, cataloging each sound, every shadow, each change in the environment. But even he could not suppress the growing sense of danger lurking in this untamed wilderness. The Jeon Mafia had seen their king him through countless life-or-death situations, but this was different. This was nature's domain, where human power and influence meant nothing.
Behind him, Jiwon trudged along, equally vigilant, though with less composure. She felt it in her bones—the primal terror of being in a place where human civilization had no place. Her hand gripped her gun, though she knew it would be of little use against the forces of nature that surrounded them. She glanced up at the sky, or what little of it she could see through the canopy, and sighed softly.
"I think it looks like we've lost our way, Mr. Jeon..." she said quietly, her voice a mix of frustration and thinly veiled anxiety. She hated admitting uncertainty in front of him, hated the vulnerability it showed. Yet the situation left little room for her pride.
Jeonggukk stopped in his tracks but didn't turn to face her. His broad back remained rigid, a silent wall that gave away nothing of his thoughts. After a moment, his cold voice broke the quiet.
"Is your phone's signal working, Ms. Park? I'm certain it won't, but it's worth checking."
Jiwon pulled out her phone, not expecting much but still holding on to a sliver of hope. She stared at the blank screen, as predicted—no signal. She sighed heavily and pocketed the device, feeling a tightening in her chest that came from a combination of frustration and the weight of their isolation.
"No, it isn't," she replied flatly.
Jeonggukk didn't react, his cold eyes scanning the forest again. "Then we keep moving until we find our way out."
