Fated To Love • GeminiFourth

18. A Target Of Murder

The atmosphere in Gemini’s office had grown heavy with tension over the past week. Divine Group's successes had put them in the spotlight, but now the attention wasn’t just from investors and competitors. Remedy Group, led by the ruthless Jimmy Jitaraphol, had crossed a dangerous line—this wasn’t just about business anymore.

“Gem, this isn’t just a hostile takeover,” Pond said, pacing the room with a file in hand. “I’ve got sources saying Jimmy's hired someone. They’re not just trying to ruin your reputation—they’re trying to take you out. Literally.”

Gemini stood still for a moment, processing the gravity of the situation. “He’s trying to kill me for a company takeover? This isn’t business, it’s madness.”

Pond nodded gravely. “It’s no secret Jimmy wants Divine Group, but now he’s trying to eliminate the competition... permanently.”

Gemini’s jaw tightened. He wasn’t just facing an aggressive corporate competitor anymore—this was personal, a direct threat to his life. Just as the weight of the news sank in, Fourth entered the office, dressed in his usual confident yet casual style. His expression darkened as soon as he saw Pond’s face.

“What’s going on?” Fourth asked, eyes flicking between the two of them.

Pond quickly filled him in, and the effect was immediate. Fourth’s relaxed posture disappeared, replaced by an intense, protective stance. “He’s trying to kill you?” Fourth echoed, his voice low and dangerous. “This isn’t some corporate game anymore. This is a war.”

Gemini ran a hand through his hair, tension coiling in his chest. “And now, I have to watch my back every second of the day.”

Fourth moved closer, his eyes sharp with determination. “You’re not doing this alone. We’re in this together, and I’ll make sure nothing happens to you.”

Gemini glanced at him, feeling the weight of their partnership in more ways than one. It wasn’t just business anymore—this was about survival. “I don’t want you getting involved in this mess, Fourth. If Jimmy is willing to cross that line, there’s no telling what he’ll do next.”

Fourth shook his head. “Don’t even think about telling me to stay out of this. You’re my partner—in more ways than one. We’ll handle this together.”

As they continued discussing strategies, there was a knock on the door, and Satang walked in. “We’ve got intel,” he said, tossing a folder onto the desk. “Jimmy’s hired a professional. This guy doesn’t miss.”

Fourth’s expression darkened even further as he looked through the file. “Gemini, you’re going to have to lay low for a while. We can’t risk you being out in the open. We need to figure out our next move.”

Gemini hated the idea of hiding, but he knew Fourth was right. Jimmy wasn’t playing fair, and if this hitman was as dangerous as they said, staying out of sight was his best option for now.

Later that night, after endless discussions and planning, Fourth insisted on driving Gemini back to his mansion. The quiet of the car ride was heavy, the air thick with the unspoken understanding that their relationship was now as much about trust and protection as it was about their growing feelings.

As they arrived at the mansion, Fourth turned to him. “I’m not leaving you alone tonight. Jimmy might have his people watching, and I’m not taking any chances.”

Gemini smirked, trying to lighten the mood. “Are you staying because you’re worried about me, or because you want an excuse to be closer?”

Fourth gave him a look, the kind that was both teasing and serious. “Can’t it be both?”