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His hands fell down Emotionless. Tugging the gun behind his back, he made his way towards us with hands in his pockets. Anger swarmed in me witnessing him shoot Rm.

But why? . Was I developing sympathy for this dead soul whom I wanted to kill myself or is it the loosened bond we created just by seeing each other daily  or was I even feeling betrayed encountering a man shooting his own brother who trusted him with all heart.

Amidst all these, jin pulled out a kerchief from his pocket. Pulling down his lifeless eyes lids, he kissed his forehead and placed the white fabric over his face.

" Rest in peace" He whispered to him. The blood oozing out stained the clear white fabric.

I raised my hands outrageously and was about to beat the shit out of him when I felt someone gripping my wrist , stopping me. Suddenly I felt myself being dragged away from Rm.

I looked over my shoulder to see two Man Bulky like a truck holding me effortless. They were not bald with gangster appearance , the one which I would normally encounter. Instead they were packed with muscles and extremely attractive young man. They seemed too young to be in this shit and were blocking me effortlessly.

I tried getting out of their grip but couldn't even move my wrist muscles. Defeated, I saw two other man entering and carrying Rm away.

Jin moved towards the end of the room and dropped the gun in the dustbin and cleaned his hands with another fabric. He stood  in front of me with a reasonable distance. Half sat the table with a leg hanging and other touching the cold tile. He finally paid attention to me.

" Finally, You made me kill my dearest brother" He said with a fake grief. I scoffed at his words.

" What makes you think like that" 

" If you didn't interrogate him with questions on your dad, he might been still breathing " He said, holding the edge of table firmly. I could see his knuckles turning white. But why. Was he resenting himself for murdering his own brother or something else.

" From the very start I was trying to get you but couldn't locate my first step but when my dear brother came and claimed about saving our little sister. I drew my sketch with him taking the first step" .

I looked over him in disbelief. Does that mean he used Rm as his pawn.

" I still don't understand what is the point? "I asked him, emotionless. He chuckled hilariously hearing me.

" You are an idiot . This whole plot is penned by me . Rm is just a mere puppet and y/n a bait" He said and continued laughing sarcastically.

Does that mean he used rm's hopeless toxic emotions for y/n and clowned him?.

Does that mean he used y/n as a bait to get me? .

Does that mean he successfully made me the lead puppet?.

I just stared at him with an unreadable reaction. He suddenly stopped laughing and focused  me with dead Seriousness.

" I am sure you are aware of your father being the main dog of this organization. I was still a minor when we started this organization together. He assured me of all the benefits and I fucking trusted him . But guess what, he died leaving behind his legacy of the profit to be given to his next heir" He exclaimed, spitting at my father furiously.

" Trust is what binds an organization. How could you kill your own brother for those cheap papers? " I said with gritted teeth.

He chuckled to my statement and stood on his feet. Tugging both the hands in his pocket, he stood briskly in front of me. Rm had an intimidating aura but Jin likes to play with fire.

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