“I am sorry”, she apologized as soon as the realization of her mistake struck her. “It takes time, you know. To come out of that seductive character”, she added, putting on a convincing face.
“I am letting it go this time. But you better be careful ahead.”, he sounded more like warning her, but this cannot be considered as his true emotions since the clouds of his cold face were making it a bit hard for her to judge whether that was a warning or a reminder of the rules to talk with her boss.
Due to all this, she became confused and could not decide any other emotions rather than passing a confusing but still agreeing with a smile kind-of expressions, making it look nothing more than weird on her flawless lips painted red. The boss said nothing and made himself drift to a comfortable position and swung his eyes in the direction of the half-opened window, manifesting the beauty of the early morning.
Since there was still time to reach home, both of them decided to make themselves comfortable and give their exhausted veins some rest.
a/n pov
Since time and water are precious. Let me use this precious time in making you all fall in love with the characters by giving their intro to you all.
Till now, you all must have got the hint that the so-called “Boss”, is going to be the main lead.
If this is so, then you all are thinking right!
So, let us start with the main lead.
INTRO TIME!!!!!
Meet the king of the cold dark aura of the underworld. The so-called “Boss” of nearly every head taking shelter beneath the black and red painted walls of the mafia world.
A person so beyond just crimes and deaths, carrying the skills to play with every single weapon discovered, from sword and guns to nunchaku, and every single vehicle made on earth, no matter whether it is a public transport, a modern AI designed speed beauty or an infantry tank.
Meet the god of life and death, of the most merciless side ever existing.
The one and only of his kind, Jin Dae-Seong. The presence of this young, fierce, blazing yet cold-blooded figure can send shivers with just his passage, to even the lifeless objects coming in the way.
When it comes to the mobs living in his world, these hands are so fine with the bullet named toy, that they don’t even need to wait for the command from the brain to drop every head hanging in the air and looking right into his eyes containing him in them, right on the floor with one shot of his bullet, teaching every other pair of eyes the eternal definition of F-E-A-R and R-E-S-P-E-C-T for the godfather of their world.
The word pronounced as F-E-A-R was never something for which he never bothered himself to learn, but for sure he could see its definition, repeating itself again and again in the gesture of the heads bowed down during his presence.
Dae-Seong is the one to make all the myths about a mafia go wrong.
In the world of cheap crimes and cold-hearted murders, Dae-Seong is the godfather, carrying the black world under his white collars.
The speed of sensing danger and the calibre to avoid it with plans and ideas travelling with the speed of light down his nervous system is beyond something called real.
The only things he could die himself, and kill anyone for, were his principles and his rules respectively.
But even after being this cold, there are some, for whom the definition of cold was invalid for him. And the statement stated above was at most till a warning to them.
And the biggest face amongst them was the lady sitting right beside him (the one who just called him darling, remember!).
So here is the welcome of the most voluptuous lass ever born, capable of setting the heart of every single gaze, on fire, just with a glimpse.
A body worth calling fire; looking beautiful from apart but, can break you down to ashes when touched.
Meet the figure brought in this world to bring the word “SEXY” to the existence, Man Hae-Won. The secretary, and most importantly the only trusted person of Jin Dae-Seong in this rookie world.
This lady is really good at putting her body to work, luring every single target in the trap of her beauty and proving herself to be poisonous later.
But she is even better when it comes to tongue; with the skill of speaking ten different languages, making it easy for Dae-Seong to spread his terror worldwide.
Both of them live together in their luxurious mansion, filled with imported facilities, tons of weapons, hundreds of armed guards protecting the weapons and the mansion, and 4 maids taking care of every single household thing related to these two lethal wonders.
About their family, and their past…well…let’s leave that topic to some other better moment. And about the further intro, then I guess, we will get various opportunities to explore their lives and to know about their characters in detail.
Now let me take you back to the present….
Both of them are still lost in their own worlds.
Dae-Seong is busy looking outside the window and Hae-Won drifted into sleep while adjusting herself in a comfortable position.
The view has gradually started changing to some familiar surroundings.
Within a couple of minutes, the car stopped at the front of a massive opening designed traditionally yet with modern elements.
The man in the driving seat opened his door and went out of the car. One could call him chauffer from his post but since he was wrapped in a well-fitted black suit and had a gun tucked inside his pocket, he was mixing well with the appearance of guards.
After coming out of the car, he quickly made his way to the back door placing his hand on the door handle. He stayed there with the open car handle yet closed door, till one of the guards standing outside the massive door rushed towards him. The man took his position covering the opening of the door.
Meanwhile, inside the car, Hae-Won came out of her dreamland due to the sudden change in motion she felt when the driver hit the brake. So, she was already up and was adjusting herself to the outside light.
The guard standing outside while holding the door soon opened it half. Dae-Seong put his one leg out and stayed there for a second and when he felt secure, he drifted himself out of the car.
In between all these actions Hae-Won, without giving any attention or importance to these security measures, opened her door herself, and headed straight to the door of the large elegant mansion standing stiff amidst an enormous piece of land, reflecting green colors as far as the eye could see. No house could be seen from naked eyes.
The mansion was one of its only kind, and behind this, there were two reasons. First, this massive structure was the only piece of concrete constructed in the land spread in miles. The second reason was that the affordability of such a masterpiece was not a cup of tea for everyone, named in the list of billionaires.
Seeing Hae-Won walking freely in the open area, Dae-Seong frowned in displeasure. He started taking large steps, following her to the inside of the mansion.
Both soon were inside the mansion.
“What was that”, the voice of Dae-Seong stopped the walking steps of Hae-Won. She turned in her opposite direction, facing Dae-Seong.
“What?”, she asked holding a blank face.
“You know very well what. Why did you come outside the car without any security? How many times do I have to remind you to follow the rules?”, Dae-Seong said in a serious but concerned tone.
“It's all right. It is not a very big issue anyways. I was going impatient and was feeling drowsy too. And the guards were taking decades in opening the door. So, I made my way outside, myself. That is all”, she replied in a sleepy and low tone.
“No matter how annoying it is. I want you to follow every single rule. And you better take it as a last warning”, he said in a bit loud and scary tone, leaving towards her room.
“Sir, what about the food?”, said a low voice of one of the maids watching all the talks from a distance.
“I am not in the mood of eating. Let me give my body some rest first. I will tell you when so ever I will be feeling hungry”, he replies humbly to the maid and went straight to his room upstairs.
“Mam, you?”, she said now looking at Hae-Won. “Same goes for me”, she answered and went in the direction of her room.
While Dae-Seong was walking upstairs, a sudden fa-thud ringed in his ears.
“OUCH!”, a yell echoed in the mansion……
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As soon as the yell reached the ears of Dae-Seong, he immediately turned his face and walked in the direction of the sound. The moment he reached there, his face transformed the looks from a cold gesture to a confused one.Meanwhile, Hae-Won was weirdly sitting on the floor, adjusting her glittering pair of stilettos, out of which one was still in her foot, and then another one occupied her hand as it was broke.Now Dae-Seong could understand, what happened and went near Man-Hae and stood in front of her, watching her actions in disbelief.As soon as Man-Hae sensed the presence of someone in front of her, she quickly lifted her head and looked for the face of that presence. Now she could see Dae-Seong standing in front of her, pulling on a weird-still-cold face. She knew what he must be thinking, so, before Dae-Seong could say anything, she decided to give a reply to the assumed would-be question herself, and said, “Yeah, Yeah, Stop right there! I know you
It is six in the morning now. The sky is all covered in the fresh beauty of a new day, hugged by the thin layers of clouds, wrapped in the old yet mesmerizing shades of yellow, patiently waiting for its companion- the sun. The city is pretty silent for now as all the noisy beasts, or the machines in modern language, are resting. The god of the underworld must be done with his work since he is adjusting himself in between the fine silk sheets, covering the imported mattress over the luxurious bed. The same goes with Man-Hae, as she is also done with her breakfast and is now having a nice rest in the soothing warmth of the rising sun with more chirruping of birds, which is though, nothing more than a lullaby to them for now. The natural sound is having no interruption of foreign man-made vis
“Young Jae!”, she spoke in a breathy voice.“Yeah, it's me. Are you ok?”, he said while patting her back and handing her a glass of water.The girl grabbed the glass and drank the water.Yes, you are right! The person who is not in love with hearing his name from someone else’s mouth was just being called by that, and he did not object to it. Why? Because it is her.And with this, I guess here is the time for the proper introduction of our new character…MeetKim Iseul, the only exception in the lives of many people and at many places.
Inside a building… Overlapping sounds of different voices uttering meaningful yet understandable words and the loud sound of footstep filled that building from bottom to top. Every single pair of feet was trembling yet moving at the fastest decent pace, unknowingly adding more to the echoing footsteps sound. “Be quick. They must be coming any minute.”, ordered someone, receiving a few nods and more fast reactions in return. But these reactions and actions could not last long. The giant massive device covering the most notable and most-watched place of the whole building; the clock, showed something that made all those uneasy paces go numb, all those overworking eyes stuck at one place, and all those reacting hands freeze. The clock struck 9:00 am, not lacking a second to match its pace with the car that stopped right in front of the building entry. In just a blink of an eye, every single thing and being was so
In the mafia’s mansion….. WAKE UP. IT IS NINE IN THE MORNING;screamed a robotic voice from the device placed on the nightstand. After receiving no command to stop, the device repeated the same phrase at a higher volume. But this time, a giant muscular hand landed on the device, switching it off. And that was it. A slight movement of hands putting the alarm off, and the mafia was wide awake. Giving a light stretch to his body on the bed, he moved the duvet off his body and was soon standing on the floor, stretching his knuckles, neck, and arms, cracking all the walls of laziness in his body. After taking a good look at his tidy room, Dae-Seon
“Goodbye”.Said a pair of trembling lips on the verge of cracking their voice, served by pearls leaving the orbs amidst the pair of eyes so red that could pour blood instead of those crystal pearls, if possible. All those visions could earn was another pair of orbs, agonizing a stare so warm as that of a sauna.Two physiques standing a couple of feet apart, unswerving. But only if one could peep inside those iron seeming towers, it was nothing more than a vapid, abandoned arrangement of bones which once was a home of lively souls. No matter how much desire those figures were carrying for the last touch, there was something which might be called invisible to others, but was so opaque to these visions, standing firmly, forbidding their last desire to come true. No matter how willing they were to feel each other, some invisible manacles were there, holding both of them apart.The sky was dark but still belonged to the morning, as it was an early hour st
The road again hid in that old deafening silence, and nothing could be heard, except the sound of some fumes of fire burning themselves to avoid the encounter of that insufferable sight.Five minutes have passed since they both lost their consciousness. The patrolling cars must be coming any minute.At last, the cars reached there, and now they are being taken to a hospital, which may be the nearest to that road. One of the police decided to accompany these injured bodies in the ambulance and the patrol cars followed.The faces were so covered in wounds that identification was not possible. The policeman sitting inside the ambulance delved their belongings and found identification cards of both.Seeing those faces on that identification card suddenly made his mind stop processing. The words return next to the photos which people usually consider to be names of the ID card’s owner was not so usual at that moment. After seeing those identities, he kne
a/n povTill now, some of you must be experiencing sorrow, most must be experiencing confusion, but the only thing common in all must be the eagerness to know,what the hell is going on here?who on earth are those two bodies lying unconscious inside the operation theatre, swinging between life and death?and, who are the two persons, sitting outside waiting for them to wake up?To know this all, you all need to use your power of imagination and follow me to the past. So, let’s go…SIX YEARS BACK“Leave me…somebody saves me………HELP!”, a man tied with thick ropes cried out loud while sitting on a chair. The chair was placed in a gloomy room.There was a horrifying pin drop silence. Nothing else could be heard except his yells. It seemed like the room was located at some abundant place since no sound of cars rushing and no horns of bulky trucks
In the mafia’s mansion….. WAKE UP. IT IS NINE IN THE MORNING;screamed a robotic voice from the device placed on the nightstand. After receiving no command to stop, the device repeated the same phrase at a higher volume. But this time, a giant muscular hand landed on the device, switching it off. And that was it. A slight movement of hands putting the alarm off, and the mafia was wide awake. Giving a light stretch to his body on the bed, he moved the duvet off his body and was soon standing on the floor, stretching his knuckles, neck, and arms, cracking all the walls of laziness in his body. After taking a good look at his tidy room, Dae-Seon
Inside a building… Overlapping sounds of different voices uttering meaningful yet understandable words and the loud sound of footstep filled that building from bottom to top. Every single pair of feet was trembling yet moving at the fastest decent pace, unknowingly adding more to the echoing footsteps sound. “Be quick. They must be coming any minute.”, ordered someone, receiving a few nods and more fast reactions in return. But these reactions and actions could not last long. The giant massive device covering the most notable and most-watched place of the whole building; the clock, showed something that made all those uneasy paces go numb, all those overworking eyes stuck at one place, and all those reacting hands freeze. The clock struck 9:00 am, not lacking a second to match its pace with the car that stopped right in front of the building entry. In just a blink of an eye, every single thing and being was so
“Young Jae!”, she spoke in a breathy voice.“Yeah, it's me. Are you ok?”, he said while patting her back and handing her a glass of water.The girl grabbed the glass and drank the water.Yes, you are right! The person who is not in love with hearing his name from someone else’s mouth was just being called by that, and he did not object to it. Why? Because it is her.And with this, I guess here is the time for the proper introduction of our new character…MeetKim Iseul, the only exception in the lives of many people and at many places.
It is six in the morning now. The sky is all covered in the fresh beauty of a new day, hugged by the thin layers of clouds, wrapped in the old yet mesmerizing shades of yellow, patiently waiting for its companion- the sun. The city is pretty silent for now as all the noisy beasts, or the machines in modern language, are resting. The god of the underworld must be done with his work since he is adjusting himself in between the fine silk sheets, covering the imported mattress over the luxurious bed. The same goes with Man-Hae, as she is also done with her breakfast and is now having a nice rest in the soothing warmth of the rising sun with more chirruping of birds, which is though, nothing more than a lullaby to them for now. The natural sound is having no interruption of foreign man-made vis
As soon as the yell reached the ears of Dae-Seong, he immediately turned his face and walked in the direction of the sound. The moment he reached there, his face transformed the looks from a cold gesture to a confused one.Meanwhile, Hae-Won was weirdly sitting on the floor, adjusting her glittering pair of stilettos, out of which one was still in her foot, and then another one occupied her hand as it was broke.Now Dae-Seong could understand, what happened and went near Man-Hae and stood in front of her, watching her actions in disbelief.As soon as Man-Hae sensed the presence of someone in front of her, she quickly lifted her head and looked for the face of that presence. Now she could see Dae-Seong standing in front of her, pulling on a weird-still-cold face. She knew what he must be thinking, so, before Dae-Seong could say anything, she decided to give a reply to the assumed would-be question herself, and said, “Yeah, Yeah, Stop right there! I know you
“I am sorry”, she apologized as soon as the realization of her mistake struck her. “It takes time, you know. To come out of that seductive character”, she added, putting on a convincing face. “I am letting it go this time. But you better be careful ahead.”, he sounded more like warning her, but this cannot be considered as his true emotions since the clouds of his cold face were making it a bit hard for her to judge whether that was a warning or a reminder of the rules to talk with her boss. Due to all this, she became confused and could not decide any other emotions rather than passing a confusing but still agreeing with a smile kind-of expressions, making it look nothing more than weird on her flawless lips painted red. The boss said nothing and made himself drift to a comfortable position and swung his eyes in the direction of the half-opened window, manifesting the beauty of the early morning. Since there was still time to reach home, both of them decided
a/n povTill now, some of you must be experiencing sorrow, most must be experiencing confusion, but the only thing common in all must be the eagerness to know,what the hell is going on here?who on earth are those two bodies lying unconscious inside the operation theatre, swinging between life and death?and, who are the two persons, sitting outside waiting for them to wake up?To know this all, you all need to use your power of imagination and follow me to the past. So, let’s go…SIX YEARS BACK“Leave me…somebody saves me………HELP!”, a man tied with thick ropes cried out loud while sitting on a chair. The chair was placed in a gloomy room.There was a horrifying pin drop silence. Nothing else could be heard except his yells. It seemed like the room was located at some abundant place since no sound of cars rushing and no horns of bulky trucks
The road again hid in that old deafening silence, and nothing could be heard, except the sound of some fumes of fire burning themselves to avoid the encounter of that insufferable sight.Five minutes have passed since they both lost their consciousness. The patrolling cars must be coming any minute.At last, the cars reached there, and now they are being taken to a hospital, which may be the nearest to that road. One of the police decided to accompany these injured bodies in the ambulance and the patrol cars followed.The faces were so covered in wounds that identification was not possible. The policeman sitting inside the ambulance delved their belongings and found identification cards of both.Seeing those faces on that identification card suddenly made his mind stop processing. The words return next to the photos which people usually consider to be names of the ID card’s owner was not so usual at that moment. After seeing those identities, he kne
“Goodbye”.Said a pair of trembling lips on the verge of cracking their voice, served by pearls leaving the orbs amidst the pair of eyes so red that could pour blood instead of those crystal pearls, if possible. All those visions could earn was another pair of orbs, agonizing a stare so warm as that of a sauna.Two physiques standing a couple of feet apart, unswerving. But only if one could peep inside those iron seeming towers, it was nothing more than a vapid, abandoned arrangement of bones which once was a home of lively souls. No matter how much desire those figures were carrying for the last touch, there was something which might be called invisible to others, but was so opaque to these visions, standing firmly, forbidding their last desire to come true. No matter how willing they were to feel each other, some invisible manacles were there, holding both of them apart.The sky was dark but still belonged to the morning, as it was an early hour st