Jeon Jeongguk: This name strikes fear wherever it is heard. The most popular mafia lord in the world. His looks are no match to what we can imagine. He is cold, ruthless, arrogant, and bloodthirsty. He doesn't believe in romance and love. Yet he can...
Jeongguk opened his eyes, the sunshine on his face. He looked through the glass window in his room.
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He saw that the sun had risen a long time back and it was time to get up. He signed and rolled to his side. His head was pounding from the excessive alcohol he had drunk yesterday. He kept turning to sides, trying you make himself comfortable. Suddenly a wave of nausea struck him and Jeongguk got up. He bolted to the washroom, emptying his contents in the toilet seat. His throat hurt as he emptied his contents into the bowl. Flushing the contents, he got up and made his way into the room again and laid on his back on the bed. Jeongguk sighed as he reached out for his phone.
Last night was a mess. His hyungs had come from America after three years. They had surprised Jeongguk with an amazing Birthday party and Jeongguk loved it. But he missed only one thing, or rather one person, Jimin. He wondered why Jimin didn't come yesterday at his party. It was true that he couldn't come yesterday morning because he had a quick meeting with Lee's and he was late. He had come home in the evening at 8:40 pm and he had tried calling Jimin numerous times but Jimin hardly answered his phone. Jeongguk wondered what had happened to him. Was he OK, or was he angry with him? Or did he only love him for his money? Thoughts hurt Jeongguk and he slowly got up. After his work, he will surely go and visit Jimin. Thinking this, he dragged himself to the washroom and washed up. He lazily walked to his office not before signaling the maids to call his Jin Hyung because he needed him right now. He walked inside his office and plopped himself onto the chair.
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He sat on the couch, stretching himself out. He didn't actually have much work so he decided to rest for some time. He checked his phone again. This was getting out of hand.
Why isn't Jimin answering me, He thought. He was filled with anxiety and he massaged his head.
"ugh, this headache is killing me," Jeongguk said, or rather whined.
"I told you not to drink so much but you never listen, now face the consequences of it" A voice came from the entrance of his office. Jeongguk turned his head to see that his hyungs had come in and been standing near the door, Jin Hyung holding a cup and some medicines in his hand.
