WHEN THE MARK FADES | JEONGCHEOL FF

ONE

There he is.

Velvet black hair, heavy-set body— as expected from an alpha supreme— clad in an expensive black ensemble.

Jeonghan kept his eyes on him.

Yes .

That's him.

Choi Seungcheol .

"Seokmin." He called out one of his men. "Prepare our most expensive drink." The man called Seokmin acknowledged him by nodding and then quickly going to the counter to have one of the bartenders tend to the order. He returned with a bottle of Heritage Cognac Grande.

"Follow me." Jeonghan said as he crossed the dim club. He felt his throat constrict as he got closer to him.

He stopped before them and smiled. "Good evening." He bowed slightly. Jeonghan gestured for Seokmin to place the bottle on top of the table.

"That's not what we asked for." The blonde man, who he assumes is Choi's beta, commented as he eyed the bottle.

"It's our most expensive drink— Fitting for the alpha supreme." He eyed Seungcheol who's still leaned back and relax on his spot on the couch. Lips ever so slightly quirked up in curiosity. "Please take it as our welcoming gift."

The beta crooked an eyebrow at him, "are you the manager?"

Jeonghan smiled, "Im sorry, where are my manners? I am Yoon Jeonghan, the owner of this club."

The alpha hummed and leaned forward, crossing his hand on his lap. "I like what you did with the place." Even with the loud music in the background, Jeonghan heard clearly the alpha's low voice. " Jeonghan, owner of the club ." He repeated Jeonghan's introduction as if mocking the other. "Looks like i'll be coming here more often."

"Thank you. I hope you have a good time. I will excuse myself now." But before Jeonghan could even turn on his heel, Seungcheol spoke, "Why the rush? Come, sit with us."

Jeonghan smiled politely, "It would be an honor, however i have business to tend to upstairs."

"Alright." Seungcheol licked his lips. "Know that the invitation extends to whenever you're free."

Jeonghan forced himself to stare at Seungcheol with as much seduction as he could. Then he excused himself. What Jeonghan last saw was the alpha's undeniable smirk. He made his way to his office on the second floor without as much as a look back. Once inside the confines of his private room, he sat on his chair and swiveled around so he can observe everyone from the one-sided mirror wall overlooking the entire place. His eyes immediately fixed on him . He wanted to puke. Just knowing that this man—- this sorry excuse of a person is right here— right inside his establishment irks him to death. And to think he has to pretend to be attracted to him!

His head was heavy with thoughts and he unconsciously spaced out. Thoughts on how to take down the alpha supreme clouded his mind— oh how he would love to see him suffer. And he would— soon enough. Jeonghan will make sure of that. His palm curled into a fist as the eagerness for revenge took over him. He shook his head slightly, coming back into his senses and when he looked down to check the alpha again, his breath hitched when he noticed something weird. Seungcheol was looking up— right at him . Jeonghan knew it's impossible that he's being seen because it is a one way mirror. Surely, Seungcheol can not see through glass, can he?

Jeonghan immediately dismissed the idea. He must be seeing things because when he looked again, Seungcheol was busy talking to his beta.

But at least, first step is done. He has been seen by the alpha. Next step— become an ally. You know what they say— keep your friends close, and your enemy even closer.