20 The Hunt Begins

"You did what?!?! How could you let yourself get exposed like that?" Wonshik had his eyes wide open and looked like he was fuming with all sorts of emotions such as rage, shock… mostly shock as soon as Yejun was done telling him the story of how he punished the people that humiliated his pet.

They were both currently in Yejun's office right now as the mafia boss was seated in his swiveling chair and his dongsaeng was seated in front of his desk. Yejun could only stare at him blankly and sip his coffee with both hands. He wasn't entirely sure as to why he did it. He just felt his heartache so bad when he saw Eungoo being so vulnerable like that and didn't like it… not one bit

"Well… I don't know. Just felt the urge to. And besides, I was careful." The man spoke smugly in which earned Wonshik slamming his hands on the desk. Yejun flinched a little though which followed by a burst of bubbling laughter as he continued to drink his coffee. Wonshik may seem to be intimidating with all of his muscles flexing as he breathed angrily through his nostrils but Yejun knows too well that under all that, he was still a kid. There is a reason as to why he is my right-hand man that most people feared but to him… He's just the small old Woonie that he basically grew up with.

"Hyung! That's no excuse! What if there were paparazzi in the area and your face will be all over the media. How could you explain to them why you are in that area with a man… And let's not forget the fact that you caused a mess!" He yelled.

Yejun can't lie. It was bad. The way he destroyed the restaurant from the inside some would say that he went overboard and he should have not done that. But remembering how everything went down, Yejun was laughing on the inside.

"Hyung… You have to be more careful and also not to engage at these certain things… If you want, I can handle it for you… or rather have someone else handle it. YOU HAVE YOUR MEN FOR THIS!" Wonshik pointed out as he laid back on the couch and exhaled.

Yejun sighed and threw the empty ice coffee bottle in the bin next to his desk. He then hummed and grabbed a nearby pillow and held it with both hands before saying. "Well… someone saw my face."

Wonshik tensed with just that sentence and slowly lifted his head to get a good look at his hyung. He could already feel his rage building up but made no other moves as he needed to hear the whole thing.

"Uhm… and I almost killed him." Yejun smiled and gasped. He quickly used the pillow as a shield when Wonshik began throwing all the pillows at him. His smile faded when he caught the vase that his dongsaeng threw at him. "YAH!"

"Did you get a good look at him?!"

"Oh… About that…" Yejun hummed and clicked his tongue before continuing… "It was Min Kwan."

1 second… 2 seconds… 3… 4… 5…

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Wonshik then looked around with a scowl on his face and grabbed the Chinese porcelain ashtray and threw it at Yejun. His hyung caught it quickly and pulled out a gun before pressing it against his chest.

"THROW THAT AT ME AND YOU'RE GOING TO GET IT!" Yejun pressed his gun harder. The two had locked their gazes with each other. Yejun had no signs of backing down as well as Wonshik. The younger knew that his hyung wasn't bluffing and it is an expensive gift from a client.

"You should. Have been careful." Wonshik carefully spoke as he lowered the item.

"Well… What was I supposed to do when your precious Kwan basically jumped at the window of my car and held on? Hmmmm??? And at that moment I didn't see him clearly. And I grazed his face with a bullet."

"You hit his face?!"

"Like you wouldn't fuck him even if he has that."

"True…" Wonshik nodded as a matter of fact. His mouth then watered when he remembered Kwan's sexy figure when he was going through some of the pictures that his Yejun hyung had of him. For Wonshik, the man was truly breathtaking. "But that's not the point. I need to fix your mess before he causes any more damage than he already has."

"What?"

"I had word from a reliable intel that there's a man looking for a particular source of a bullet and I have a pretty good feeling that he's looking for you."

"Well then, out you go! Get your ass up and leave this office and go to him." Yejun clasped his hands together as he concluded.

"How's Eungoo by the way."

"He's pretty shaken up from the incident especially when I pressed a gun to his head."

Wonshik chuckled and shook his head. "He'll be fine.. You just need to have a fair and calm discussion."

"What discussion?" Yejun asked, his puzzled look was accompanied by him being unamused.

"You should discuss the pros and cons of being his pet. You see hyung… Eungoo hyung is not like any other person that would actually do anything for the money. He has morals too… He's not like you and I… You got to have to be… gentle or else he'll break…" Wonshik smirked and stood up.

"He's supposed to be paying me back with his body-"

"And yet you haven't discussed the scale of it… and also the addition of his parent's debts and the one he broke… I gotta tell you… He was either dumb or stupid enough to believe that the mermaid statue costs 50 million."

Yejun chuckled as he reminisced the night when he caught him starring at the statue only to frighten him and break it. Eungoo looked so cute when he looked like a deer caught in the headlights. "He was so afraid…" The mafia boss whispered and smiled propping his elbow on his desk and had his head rested on his palm.

"And you took advantage of it… But really… Thank you for pricing my artwork that high! Such a sly snake you are Park Yejun."

"More of the reason why I'm in this business, Wonnie… You of all people should understand that there is immense power when people fear you… "

Wonshik chuckled and rolled his eyes crossing his arms over his chest. "Funny… How this little Eungoo hyung has enough power already for you to pull such stunts like these besides if there was a sub acting so bitchy you would either throw them in a ditch, sell them to someone… and the worst-case scenario have them raped to your men and then kill him afterward… You really like him huh?"

Yejun narrowed his eyes, "Just get the fuck out and do your job…"

Wonshik laughed heartily and shook his head. "Yes, boss" he singsonged.

"And don't get back here empty-handed! I want results! I want reports you get me?!" Yejun yelled as his dongsaeng started walking away with a middle finger up in the air.

"Fucking ass…" Yejun smiled and shook his head. He then opened his computer and watched his pet through the surveillance camera he had in their room. "I don't like you." He whispered trying to reassure himself but even saying such words his heart ached.

Park Yejun was falling so hard and he doesn't even know it.

MEANWHILE…

"ARGGGGGGG!!!"

"So! Are you going to tell me or what?!" Kwan yelled as he held a man by the neck. He held the bullet that left a scratch on his face in front of the gunsmith who was famous for his artistry and works in the black market.

Kwan had a dislocated shoulder from the incident and popped it back in its place by himself. He refused to get himself treated because he wanted to know if his friend was doing well or not. By now, he was like a mad man on the loose.

"I'm impressed, Mr. Min…" The man panted out as he held on to Kwan's hand. He smiled as he eyed his men that was supposedly be protecting him, laid unconscious on the floor. Some were probably dead but he couldn't tell. "I've heard so many stories about you, alpha. And you live up to your na- AHHH!!!"

"I'm not here for your stupid chitchats! Does this belong to Park Yejun?!"

The man eyed the bullet and mentally cursed himself. He was trying to assess the situation, but the pain was clouding his judgment. He thought that if Yejun finds out that he ratted him out, he'd die but the Alpha of the Black Tiger Gang is going to kill him at the moment if not.

"ANSWER ME!!" Kwan shot the gunsmith at the shoulder.

"AHHHH!!! FUCK!!! YES, IT'S FROM PARK YEJUN. THAT HURTS YOU FUCKER!!!"

Kwan, out of his frustration threw the man across the floor and sighed. He then slowly walked up towards the man and crouched down. He pulled his head back by the hair and smiled. "How do I get in touch with him?" he asked calmly and when he didn't get an answer, he swiftly shot the man on his right thigh.

"AHHHHH FUCK!!! Jeon Wonshik!! H-His right-hand man! Please! No more…" He begged.

"How do I find him?"

"You can't!"

Kwan wasn't satisfied with this answer, so he narrowed his eyes and aimed his gun at the man's hand.

"NO NO NO WAIT! YOU CAN'T FIND HIM! NO ONE CAN!" The man spoke rapidly when he saw this beast of a man aimed for his money maker. His hands were his most prized possession and he still wanted to make art even with weapons. "He finds you… That's it!" he continued.

Kwan sighed rubbed his temples. "Well then as a prize for giving all that information, I'm sparing your ass."

"I'm a dead man anyway. Oh, and if we have met in a different circumstance, I'd surely give you a discount or an offer for changing careers."

Kwan chuckled and shook his head. "Nahhh… Your men are just well… too boring…"

"You took them all out on your own, are you fucking with me?"

Kwan sighed and looked at him one more time before walking away from the scene to head back home. He'd continue his search tomorrow…

And a few minutes later, the devil appeared out of the shadows. Jeon Wonshik slowly crept on the gunsmith.

"What's up Johnny…" Wonshik had his calm voice at the moment and crouched down beside the gunsmith.

"Mr… Jeon…" He weakly replied.

"Did you tell that big bad alpha my name?"

Johnny swallowed the blood that he was currently choking on. 'This is it' he thought. He knew he was fucked and there was no point in lying. And he knew for a fact what this man is capable of, so he weakly nodded and felt a tear fall down his cheek and closed his eyes knowing that this is how he'll go down.

"GREAT!"

Johnny opened his eyes and looked at him with horror and confusion. He was even more confused when Jeon Wonshik snapped his fingers and his men marched right into the scene and carefully picked him up.

"Get him in the nearest hospital. Now!"

"Why?" He asked.

"For making things easier for me and besides… you're still useful…" Wonshik smiled as he watched his men carry out the half-dead man away.

Wonshik turned around and started walking towards the direction his precious prey came in and ran off. It was quite impressive for such someone like him to pull off defeating the men he personally recruited for Johnny. This excited him more. He came to the dock as soon as possible when their favorite gunsmith sent out a distress signal. He came as fast as he could and witnessed the alpha going berserk.

He then kneeled down and picked up the bandana that covered Kwan's face earlier. The said clothing fell off during the fight when one of the armed men reached out and grabbed it off his face.

Wonshik brought it up to his face and inhaled Kwan's scent that shoot pleasures down his spine. He chuckled before saying… "So the hunt... begins..."