Your Love Saves Me

Chapter 2

Sehun's POV

Korea is nice but LA was so much better when causing trouble with rival gangs.

The cops in Korea just don't take gang fights as serious as LA PD did. I mean I was always running from the cops with my crew.

Not mention how many warrants of arrest my father had under his name and yet he never manages to get caught. That or he payed the police enough to shut up.

Knowing my dad I wouldn't be too surprised. You might be wondering what I'm currently doing.

Well the answer is simple. Right now I'm in the middle of a gun fight but I don't have to put much focus into the match to stay alive or even win.

I don't play around when it comes to gang related business, no one can rival me. I'm just stating facts.

I don't want to sound like I'm bragging or anything either but give me a weapon and I can kill anyone with it no matter the type of weapon.

If theirs one thing I was always good at it was fighting. My grades on the other hand I always got an earful from my mom. He beat me senseless having D's all threw out high school.

School just never interested me enough. Can you blame me? It was always boringggggg.

I did most of my sleeping in school if I'm being completely honest.

"Hey dickhead focus on the fight or you might lose an eye!" This gang wannabe member yelled at me.

"Try me. I don't even have to have my eyes open to predict all your moves." He was about to shoot but I was quicker and shot him first.

I never said I would play fair. While they were busy dealing with that wannabe, me and my crew snuck out and started running towards our cars to dip quickly.

We avoided fights unless they were necessary. I have to save my energy for clubbing later.

As we approached our cars we noticed a group of four guys spray painting all the cars in this parking lot including some of the buildings in front of the cars. Interesting..

I don't think I'll ever say this again in my life but I picked up the most beautiful scent of roses and perfume mixed together entered my nose and excited my wolf.

This smell definitely belonged to..my mate.

I traced the smell to the tiny guy and it's like my whole world stopped. The minute he turned around and our eyes met it was like I was looking at a piece of art itself. He belonged in a museum.

I couldn't look away hell I didn't want to. This man had to be the most cutest, beautiful, elegant guy I'd ever seen. His beauty rivals even the most beautiful girls beauty.

Unfortunately for me my crew started yelling at his friends and him. They started to run away when one of them stopped and scream.

My mate stopped and rolled his eyes when he looked back and saw his friend fixing his eyeliner?

I could tell he wouldn't leave his friend behind as he ran back in this direction. I called my crew off and quickly approached him pulling him into my embrace.

"Like what you smell?" I asked feeling confident in my own scent.

"In your dreams yeah." My mate said trying to get away from me stomping on my feet hitting my chest but I wasn't budging.

My mom was ten times scarier. I squeezed my mates ass getting a good feel. He let out a shocked gasp.

His friend was still fixing his eyeliner I had time. Thank god for the eyeliner freak I guess.