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"Fucks sake, Suho," Baekhyun cursed as the leader stumbled past the front door. His hair was a mess from the dozens of times he had ran a hand through it during the night. His shirt was untucked and blazer hanging on his arm. It was a rarity to see the leader like that, since he was always so clean cut. His right hand man--second in command line--continued, "Hani--your wife--called me about a hundred times because you wouldn't answer your phone and she was worried. Where the hell were you?"
Junmyeon looked up with a blank expression, eyes glossed over, as an aura of brooding darkness clung to the air. "I lost everything, Light." He said in a voice barely above a whisper. He took a few sullen steps to his chair and plopped down on it heavily.
"What?" His friend looked up at him, eyes peeled in surprise.
He couldn't believe that Suho, their leader, had been so irresponsible.
"I lost everything at that fucking casino." Junmyeon repeated.
"No." Baekhyun shook his head in denial. "That couldn't happen. I changed the combination to the emergency safe-"
The leader interrupted him, "Hani told it to me."
Baekhyun brought a hand to his face, immediately bubbling with anger. But he held his tongue for his own safety. Everyone knew that the one thing the pack's leader loved more than money was Hani. Saying something even remotely bad about her would have been the end of him, and he knew better.
"Geez." He exhaled in a frustrated breath, trying to calm himself. Under his breath, he recalled, "That's why she was here the other day, snooping."
She probably had good intentions, but had singlehandedly destroyed them. All of their money had been pissed away by their leader because of his newly acquired gambling addiction.
With a sigh, Junmyeon informed, "Even with the money from the safe, I wasn't able to pay off the debt." The information found away to amaze Baekhyun even more. Just how much had their leader gambled that their emergency money wasn't enough to pay it off? He didn't even want to know. "They want me to meet with their leader tomorrow, to arrange a form of paying them back. I think...I'm going to offer myself, as slave labor."
"You can't!" Baekhyun objected, taken aback.
"What else can I do, Light?" Junmyeon asked in a tired voice. There was a handgun in the top drawer of his desk and for the slightest flash of an instant he thought about using it.
But that was the coward's way out, and he always detested cowards.
"We'll work something out." His friend insisted in a hurried tone, his mind was wracking for any solutions as his mouth continued to spill out words without thought. "We'll double production, up the protection costs in the neighborhoods, sell some of our properties, I'll even get a proper job. I'm sure the other boys would do the same. The pack--we are one."
He repeated the words that Junmyeon always recited. We are one. The others pretended to scoff and roll their eyes every time he said it because they claimed it sounded corny. But in the back of their minds, they thought the same way. They were there for each other and would always be.
"We won't be able to do it in time." The leader confessed. "They want their money by tonight."
Baekhyun sighed in defeat. "Just...go to this meeting, but don't agree to anything."
Junmyeon nodded.
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That afternoon, a black car with bulletproof black tinted windows left the garage of his home. He had returned to his wife shortly after meeting with his right hand person for advice and it was decided that his closest friends and members of the organization would accompany him to see the owner of the casino. Six of them riding in the same car.
As soon as they arrived, both Chanyeol and Kyungsoo stepped out of the car first, guns stowed away beneath their button up shirts, in the waistband of their pants. They stood by the door of the car as the next two made their way outside. Jongin and Sehun were the youngest, and assigned to do most of the grunt work in their organization. Then Baekhyun, the right hand man stepped out, and last their leader--Kim Junmyeon.
People of the high class walked into the casino around them, not even stopping to look at the people arriving in the bullet proof car.
But Junmyeon was immediately recognized by security at the door. One of them spoke into his head set, but nodded his head as the six passed him.
Once inside, they were met with someone that took them by surprise. "Its been a long time, boys. A very long time." He smiled at them, a knowing smile, unfazed by the shock reflected on their faces. They immediately felt unwelcome there, despite seeing someone they once knew and cared about.
"Lu Han hyung." Baekhyun nodded a greeting at him when the others were too shocked to do so.
The older boy bowed his head slightly in a return greeting. When he spoke, he said to them slyly, "Unfortunately, you have to leave two of your people out here. but they're welcome to enjoy the casino." He gestured to the different slot machines and gambling games that could be seen around them.
Junmyeon sighed, but nodded, gesturing to Jongin and Sehun. That was an old trick he and Yifan had often used when they were starting out. Whenever someone visited, they asked the security people and entourage to stay behind, separating the leader from his trusted people, and separating them all from each other. That kept the leader unsure and intimidated, and willing to negotiate because there was no way out otherwise. The two youngest went to sit at some lounge chairs by the entrance to wait for the others to return.
When they reached another check point, he had to leave Kyungsoo and Chanyeol behind, and lastly Baekhyun before he was all alone. He had been taken through a darkened hallway to a back part of the casino until they reached an office.
Lu Han opened the door, which was guarded by two other people Junmyeon knew--Yixing and Minseok. Both were silent but watched with curious eyes as Lu Han and Junmyeon entered the room.
Sitting behind that desk in the room was a man with a satisfied smirk on his face.
"Suho," He called him by name Junmyeon chose when he decided to get into organized crime. "My old friend."
"Kris."
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im going to try to keep these chapters short because i dont want to overwhelm everyone by posting a billion word updates in all my stories. also, i just want to point out that this story will sort of but not really take on a similar plot to the mexican film "ladron que roba a ladron". similar, but not exact.
so if you would like to watch that movie, i really recommend it. and just gonna put it out there that fernando colunga is gorgeous. and the movie is super funny, and so is the sequel (bc vadhir derbez is my husband).
anyway, please enjoy the first chapter. i am officially on vacation starting tomorrow. but i will be at disneyland. so no updates until like friday or saturday.
-clary xx
