The moment Damien entered the club, the scent of expensive whiskey, sweat, and regret clung to the air like it had something to confess. His boots echoed against the marble tiles as he walked in slow, calculated strides toward the VIP section, head high, jaw sharp, eyes lethal.
He wasn’t here to fight.
Not unless Bangchan pushed the wrong button.
No, tonight… Damien was here to talk.
Even his outfit spoke for him: loose black silk shirt, black trousers, sleeves rolled just enough to expose his veins, his watch, and the quiet danger in the way he moved. A predator dressed like temptation.
He found Bangchan alone, seated with a drink in hand. One look at Damien approaching and the tension doubled.
“I came,” Damien said flatly, sliding into the booth opposite him.
Bangchan gave a tight nod. “I didn’t think you’d agree.”
Damien raised a brow. “You wanted answers. I’m curious what exactly you think you deserve to know.”
Bangchan leaned forward, his voice lower now, guarded. “You’re with Seungmin. And I want to know how.”
A pause.
Damien didn’t blink, and says bluntly “He came to my company for an interview. I found him cute and interesting  .”
Bangchan’s jaw tensed, eyes narrowing. “So it was random?”
A slow smirk curled on Damien’s lips. “At first.”
He picked up the glass in front of him, untouched whiskey, and stared into it for a second before speaking again.
“I kept noticing him. Quiet, polite, always helping people, always... soft.” His voice dropped a note, something warmer now. “Didn’t even realize when my gaze started following him around the office.”
Bangchan said nothing. His grip on the glass tightened.
Damien leaned forward, resting both arms on the table, his eyes locked with Bangchan’s.
“I didn’t chase him like a possession,” he said, voice calm but laced with weight. “I watched him. Understood him. And when the time was right, I asked him to stay by my side.”
“And he agreed?” Bangchan asked sharply.
“More than that,” Damien said, a subtle, dangerous smile curling his lips. “I proposed to him.”
Silence.
Bangchan blinked, stunned. “You... what?”
Damien nodded slowly, his voice still even. “Seungmin’s my fiancé now.”
Bangchan’s throat bobbed, disbelief flashing across his face. “And he said yes?”
“I didn’t force him, if that’s what you’re trying to imply.” Damien’s tone was ice now. “He said yes because he wanted to. Because I made him feel safe. Which is more than you or your people ever did.”
Bangchan swallowed hard, he couldn't believe what he was hearing...Seungmin is Damien's fiance?. Noticing bangchan's silence, Damien continue.
“Why did you want to know all this?” Damien asked, voice suddenly quieter but more dangerous. “Planning on dragging him back? Trying to dig up what you buried?”
Bangchan’s lips parted but no words came. His gaze dropped for a second, shadows of guilt flickering in his eyes.
Damien leaned back slowly, gaze sharp. “He’s not a ghost for you to haunt anymore, Bangchan. He’s real, he’s breathing, and now… he’s mine...and if u dare to hurt him again I will not hesitate to kill u.”
                                      
                                   
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