A Game Of Love & Flames (Minsung)

Chapter 21

MINHO

My eyes narrow as I notice a subtle movement in the corner of the room. The camera, the one that I always kept in a fixed position to capture every agonizing
second of my victim's suffering was moving.. impossible.

"Who the hell...?" I mutter under my breath. I had designed this room to
be my sanctuary of control, a place
where every aspect was controlled by me and me alone. The idea of someone
else interfering was unacceptable.

I moved swiftly to the chair where my current victim was, the blood that had been pouring out of his neck slowing considerably. My rage sharpened my focus, my movements were precise and deliberate. The tools I use gleam under the harsh light as I select a sharp blade.

This wasn't for my usual pleasure. This was to assert control and to reestablish order. I released the body from the ropes that bound him and tilted the chair so he fell to the ground. My hands, skilled and practiced, then worked quickly. Blood spraying out, coating my face and arms, soaking into my clothes.

My breathing was steady, and my mind
razor-sharp as I dismantled the
body, piece by piece. Within
moments, the man that once was, was reduced to a grotesque collection of parts.

I stood over the dismembered remains, drenched in blood. I could feel it drying on my skin, mingling with my sweat, but l didn't care. I wiped a hand across my face, smearing the blood even more.

The camera's slow pan finally stopped, and I turned my gaze back to it. Whoever was watching, I hope they understood the message I had just sent.

I moved closer to the camera
standing in its direct line of sight,
my bloody face staring right into the
lens. My lips curled into a savage
smile, a promise of what was to
come for the intruder. "You think you
can play games with me?" I
spoke softly. "I'm just getting
started"

I then turned and headed out of the basement door. "Who the fuck was playing with the camera? I know it couldn't have been any of you. You know the rules"

Startled, Hyunjin responds, "Someone was moving the camera?"

"Yes, I fear someone has hacked into it. Chan, can you track who it is?"

"Sure boss, just give me a sec." He then began typing away.

"I hope it's not my father.. I swear to fucking christ that man-"

"It's coming from in here." Chan says as he turns the monitor.

"Where in here, Chan?"

"Jisungs room"

"Fuck." I say slamming my fist on the desk.

"Min, what's wrong? You don't think Jisung has hacked it to work against you do you?" Changbin asks.

"That's what I'm going to have to find out." I say leaving the room.

As I make my way to Jisungs room, I can't help but feel betrayal. Innocent until proven guilty, I try to remind myself. Breathe Minho, breathe.

I open the door abruptly it slamming against the wall. Jisung jumps startled and slowly moves the laptop from his lap.

"It's rude to spy on people princess, didn't anyone teach you any manners?" I say stalking slowly towards him.

He glances down to my hand and sees my knife in my hand. He doesn't look frightened though, which surprises me.

"I wasn't spying.." He says slowly getting off the bed and moving backwards towards the wall.

"Then what were you doing?" I say, cocking my head to the side.

"Watching"

"Is that not the same as spying? How do I know you aren't going to use what you've seen against me?" I ask getting closer.