"So if I go undercover as a servant, can I manage to get in?" Changbin asked the elder alpha.
"No, sir. Only experienced servants are allowed in the VIP rooms," Heejung replied.
"You know what, Minho? I don't mind beating the shit out of him just to test my patience," Hyunjin muttered, gripping his palm into a fist.
"Calm down, Hyunjin," Minho said, glancing at him before turning back to Heejung. "So, a new worker stripper can get in?"
"Yes, they can. I can help with that since I manage the strippers' team in the club. All you gotta do is get a hot-looking woman," Heejung explained.
"I got a woman for that," Changbin said without hesitation.
"Then great, we can proceed with our plan. Thank you, Heejung, for your cooperation," Minho said, bowing slightly to the older alpha.
"And I will surely try to lessen your punishment," Changbin added.
The four alphas left the café, looking forward to Sunday.
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D-Day
Time : 9.30 Pm
The first to arrive at the designated location was Minho. Shortly after, Hyunjin joined him, and finally, Changbin arrived with a woman by his side.
"Hey, guys, this is Jihyo—the girl I mentioned before. She’s one of the best cops in our department," Changbin introduced.
"Hello, I’m Jihyo. Nice to meet you guys," she greeted the two younger alphas with a confident smile.
"Hello, I’m Minho."
"Hi, I’m Hyunjin."
"Let me call Mr. Han," Minho said, pulling out his phone to dial Jisung’s father.
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With Heejung’s help, the four of them slipped into the club through the back door, avoiding unnecessary attention.
"If you dare betray us—" Hyunjin started, his voice low and threatening.
"I won’t," Heejung cut in quickly. "Trust me."
He led them through the dimly lit hallways, stopping near the dressing room. "Jihyo, this is where you get ready."
"You better not betray us," Changbin added firmly, his gaze sharp. "If you try anything, we have evidence against you—proof of how you physically and mentally abused your son."
Heejung stiffened but gave a curt nod before walking off toward the VIP section, where he would act as if nothing was out of place.
Meanwhile, Jihyo stepped into the dressing room. A few moments later, she emerged, her golden lingerie shimmering under the club’s sultry lighting, accentuating her curves in all the right places.
"I’m ready, sir," she said to Changbin, standing tall with confidence.
"Are you sure you can do this, ma’am?" Hyunjin asked, concern flickering in his eyes.
Jihyo smirked. "Yes, young man. I have plenty of experience," she assured him with a wink.
Just then, Heejung rushed toward them, his face pale with terror.
"Minho!" he panted, his voice urgent. "We have a problem!"
"Man, I hate this guy," Hyunjin muttered under his breath.
"Hyunjin," Minho scolded lightly, shooting him a warning glance.
Changbin, ignoring their bickering, turned to Heejung. "What's the matter?"
"They… they're asking for a male stripper," Heejung admitted, his voice trembling slightly.
"What the fuck?!" Hyunjin exploded, taking a step toward him. "Weren’t you supposed to inform us that you also send male strippers?! We should’ve had a backup ready at least!" He aggressively folded his sleeves, ready to swing at the older alpha.
"Hyunjin! You better keep your ass in place," Minho warned, grabbing his arm before he could do anything reckless.
Changbin sighed in frustration, rubbing his temples. "What do we do now? We don’t have any male cops for this job."
"Don’t worry," Minho exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I got a backup."
Minho turned his gaze to Hyunjin, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.
Hyunjin’s eyes widened in realization. "No. No fucking way, Minho," he cursed, taking a step back. "You are not making me do this."
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