All Chapters of The Secret Organization: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Warning: this chapter contains scenes that are not suitable for young readers. Please read at your own risk.   -----   Unfinished cup of ramen, dirty clothes and piled of dirty dishes on sink, that was the state of Celine's small apartment room when Seungcheol visited for the first time. But tonight, when the two went in, they were welcomed with nice scent and sparkling cleaned floor. 'Why is my house so clean?!' Celine exclaimed in her mind. She remembered the first night that the third and second heir went to her house. Jeonghan's comment before has remained on her head until now: 'It's like a garbage can,' he said. So before they left, she cleaned a bit. However, months have passed. She left this place in good condition but she came back and saw it in great shape! She couldn't spot a dust on the top of the television. The bathroom's door that Seungcheol broke

There was a night when Seungcheol confessed his feeling to Celine. "You know that I like you right?" It was as direct as that. But he knew that it's impossible for the girl to accept or feel the love he has, for he was one of her capturers. That's why he asked, "Do you think you can fall in love with any of us? For example, Jeonghan or Joshua?" "Of course not!" Celine answered confidently back then. And with a smile, Seungcheol replied, "I'm glad with that. If you can't like me, then don't like them too. I'm fine with being with you like this." Seungcheol was ready to stay beside her without asking for more. She was his first love, ever since from a long time ago. He was fine with watching Celine and protecting her. However last night, at the same room where that conversation happened, two moans filled the hot air. "Ahhh, ahhh ahhh, I love you." "C-Celine I...ugh...ahhhh...!" "S-Seungcheol p-please ahhh..." "I love you ahhh...

"Oh that shock me! You motherf...!" Like a caught thief, Jeonghan pressed his chest as he looked back. Behind him, he saw Minghao. "Where are you going? Young master?" Minghao asked, brow creasing. It's not just his brow that standing up, his morning hair is way up high too. "Did you just... wake up after hearing a little noise from my step?" Jeonghan was amazed, pointing Minghao's hair. Minghao fixed his hair and forged a cough. "Ahem." "Don't worry. I won't do anything to my baby," Jeonghan reassured while showing the basket of fruits. "I heard she's sick." Minghao stared without any response. "Also, I have something important to discuss with my baby angel. You can hear us with this, right?" Jeonghan tapped his ear. "If I do weird stuffs with your master, then come in. We can fight just like we did in Mr. Chwe's party. I'm not injured anymore so its fair~" He seductively winked at Minghao before entering the bedroom. As Mingh

"Who are you? Who sent you?" I asked, grinning. I'm the daughter of HongYoonChoi's second leader, whereas situation like this is a norm. "Do you know, who I am?" I continued. "I don't know who you are. But I'm gonna kill you," he announced, laughing like a crazy dude. 'So he targeted me without knowing my identity? Woah. Psychos do exist!' "Crazy," I called him the way I called my brother. My weapons are in my car, but that doesn't mean I'm already at disadvantage. I still have my stuart weitzman rita hayworth heels that worth $3 million. I removed my stunning heels, with its chocolate color and was once partner with Hayworth's earrings. It was studded with diamonds, sapphires and rubies. 'Argh, this is one of my favorites!' Anyway, I have to use this if I want to kill this man. That's right. My goal isn't to flee but to kill a psycho like him. Because if I won't, he'll probably kill more cute ladies out

Bang! Bang! Bang! Ear piercing sounds from a 50m riffle cracked. They pierced the silence at the wide field, shooing frightened birds that fly in the sky. An orange target was launched by a mechanism called trap from houses on both ends of semicircle. Using a $6, 000 top-of-the-line shotgun, the shooter shoots the moving target. Bang! Skeet shooting is a tense sport that requires immense skill nerve. Success depends on staying cool under enormous pressure. Great mental strength may hinge a victory in single shot. For a young man named Murgine, it's a sport that he excelled from his young age. If only he's not a member of HongYoonChoi, he could play in Olympic games. But he's rich already. Fame and money don't entertain him anymore. If there's one trophy that he wanted to get, then possessing a great power within HongYoonChoi organization will do.  "Wow! That's a perfect shot, Murgine!" his friend, who's a member of Choi clan, cl