The dimly lit room was shrouded in an eerie silence, the only sound the labored breathing of the man slumped on his knees, his body smeared with blood. Seungmin sat across from him, his leg casually draped over his knee, his eyes fixed intently on the struggling man.
Seungmin's gaze was cold, detached, but beneath the surface, a storm of emotions raged. His sister, his own flesh and blood, was out there, somewhere, at the mercy of Rowoon's cruelty. The thought of what she might be enduring made his gut twist with anxiety.
The man's ragged breathing grew shallower, his body weakening with each passing moment. Seungmin's eyes never left his face, his expression unreadable. He had been searching for his sister for what felt like an eternity, scouring the streets, questioning anyone who might have information. But Rowoon, it seemed, had vanished into thin air.
Seungmin's thoughts were a jumble of worry, anger, and fear. What was Rowoon planning? What had he already done to his sister? The not knowing was eating away at him, fueling his desperation.
The man's head lolled forward, his chin hitting his chest. Seungmin's gaze didn't waver, his eyes burning with an inner fire. He would find his sister. He would make Rowoon pay. The question was, at what cost?
As the silence stretched out, Seungmin's dragged from his cigarette, a plume of smoke curling lazily into the air. He took another drag, his eyes never leaving the man's battered form. Then, with a sudden, decisive motion, he nodded to himself. He'd get nothing more from this one.
"Someone," he called out, his voice low and even, "drag him out. He's of no use to me anymore."
The room seemed to stir, shadows shifting as unseen figures moved to obey his command. Seungmin didn't watch, his attention already turning away. He stood up, his movements fluid, and turned to face the window. The dark city stretched out before him, a twinkling expanse of lights and shadows.
He gazed out, his eyes lost in thought, his mind still racing with the puzzle of his sister's disappearance. Rowoon's whereabouts remained a mystery, but Seungmin was determined to uncover the truth. The city seemed to stretch out before him like a challenge, a vast, dark labyrinth waiting to be navigated.
Seungmin's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in a mix of frustration and resolve. He would find his sister. He would uncover Rowoon's secrets. The city might be dark and unforgiving, but Seungmin was ready to face whatever lay ahead.
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Felix crossed his arms, his expression stubborn as he refused to budge from the room. Zain's eyes widened in panic, his mind racing with the implications. He couldn't let Felix see Rowoon, not now, not ever. And he certainly couldn't let the Godfather see Felix, or things would spiral out of control.
Zain's hand scraped through his hair, frustration etched on his face. "Why now?" he muttered to himself, his eyes darting towards Felix. "Felix, why don't you go back in and wait for Rowoon?" he added, his voice laced with a pleading tone. "Don't be stubborn, please."
Felix's gaze locked onto Zain's, his eyes narrowing as he sensed that something was off. Zain was hiding something, and Felix's instincts told him to dig deeper. He studied Zain's face, searching for any hint of what was going on.
"What's going on, Zain?" Felix asked, his voice low and even. "You're hiding something from me, and I want to know what it is."
Zain's eyes darted around the room, as if searching for an escape or a distraction. "Nothing, Felix, it's just... Rowoon's business. You don't need to be involved."
Felix's expression turned skeptical. "Rowoon's business? You're not telling me something, Zain. And where is Rowoon, anyway?
Zain's face twisted in frustration. He couldn't reveal the truth, not now. He needed to think of something, and fast, to get Felix out of there before things escalated. But Felix's determined look told him that he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
"Or has he gained his memory back?" Felix asked, his hands cradling his chin as he made a thoughtful face. Zain's eyes widened, and he stuttered, "N-no... no, he hasn't. And once he does, you'll be the first to know."
Felix's gaze locked onto Zain's, his expression skeptical. He didn't buy what Zain was selling. The room fell silent, the tension between them palpable.
Suddenly, Felix's ears perked up, and he detected the sound of footsteps approaching. His eyes lit up, and he recognized the distinctive stride of Rowoon. Felix stood up, eager to finally confront the person who had been manipulating his life.
But then, he detected another set of footsteps, lighter and more cautious. Felix's instincts kicked in, and he sensed that something was off. Zain tried to grab his arm, to stop him from leaving the room, but Felix was too quick.
"Felix, wait!" Zain called out, but it was too late. Felix had already pushed open the door and stepped out into the hallway.
Zain cursed under his breath, his eyes scanning the hallway frantically. He rushed to follow Felix, his heart racing with anticipation and fear.
As Felix walked out into the hallway, he saw Rowoon standing by the wall, a look he has never seen before on his face. But beside him stood another figure, someone Felix hadn't expected to see. The surprise was palpable, and Felix's eyes locked onto the newcomer, his mind racing with questions.
The newcomer's eyes locked onto Felix, a calculating gaze that seemed to assess the younger man's every move. Rowoon's godfather, a man named Leonardo, stood tall, his presence commanding attention. His sharp jawline and piercing green eyes gave him an air of authority, and his tailored suit only added to his intimidating demeanor.
As Felix emerged from the room, Leonardo's gaze flicked to him, and a hint of curiosity sparked in his eyes. He seemed to be studying Felix, searching for something. Rowoon, on the other hand, looked shocked and a confused look spreading across his face.
Hello there" Leonardo said, his voice low and smooth. "I've heard a lot about you." His tone was neutral, but Felix detected a hint of curiosity, a sense that Leonardo was sizing him up.
Felix's eyes narrowed, his instincts on high alert. He didn't like the way Leonardo was looking at him, like he was a specimen under a microscope. "And who are you?" Felix asked, his voice firm.
Leonardo chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. "I'm Rowoon's godfather. And you, Felix, are a very interesting young man." He paused, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I think we have a lot to discuss."
The air seemed to thicken, the tension between them growing more pronounced. Felix sensed that he was in for a world of trouble, that Leonardo was not a man to be trifled with. Rowoon, on the other hand, seems lost,he knew his Godfather have people watching over him and he would have known about Felix by know,but he never wanted them to meet now ,he want to tell his Godfather about Felix him self.