FLASHBACK
Zade froze mid-step, his ears perking up at the sound of muffled voices coming from outside the bedroom door. His brow furrowed in confusion, trying to place the unfamiliar voice mingling with Victor's usual gruff tones. Who else dared to intrude upon his private domain?
With a low growl, Zade stalked towards the door, his hand reaching for the ornate brass handle. He flung it open with a resounding bang, startling both Victor and the mysterious visitor. His icy gray eyes narrowed as they landed on the stranger, taking in their appearance with a critical gaze.
"What the hell is going on here?" Zade demanded, his voice a low, threatening rumble. "Who the fuck are you, and how did you get past security?"
Victor stands tall, meeting Zade's glare head-on. He doesn't back down, even as a shiver runs down his spine at the intensity of those piercing gray eyes.
"You know exactly who I am, Zade," he states firmly, his voice unwavering. "And as for how I got in, let's just say I have my ways."
He keeps his gaze locked on Zade, his posture confident despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins. But beneath the surface, he's acutely aware of Seungmin's condition, and the need to get him out of there safely.
"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to retrieve my friend and leave," Victor continues, his tone polite but firm. "This isn't a social visit."
Victor's eyes narrow, a cold fury simmering beneath the surface. The sight of Seungmin's battered form, the lingering scent of blood and pain, ignites something primal within him.
He takes a deliberate step forward, closing the distance between himself and Zade. His voice drops to a menacing whisper, each word laced with venom.
"You think you can hurt someone I care about and get away with it?" he sneers, his fists clenching at his sides. "You're wrong, Zade. Dead wrong."
Without warning, Victor launches himself at Zade, tackling him to the floor with a vicious tackle. The two men grapple fiercely, exchanging blows in a flurry of punches and kicks.
"This isn't over," Victor snarls, his breath ragged as he pins Zade beneath him.
Zade snarled in rage as Victor tackled him, the two men crashing to the floor in a tangle of limbs. He managed to land a solid punch to Victor's jaw, but the larger man barely flinched, his grip on Zade's wrists unyielding.
"Fucking idiot!" Zade spat, thrashing against Victor's hold. "You think you can take me down? I'll have you thrown in jail for assault!"
But despite his words, Zade couldn't deny the thrill of adrenaline coursing through him, the rush of battle fueling his strength. He bucked and writhed, trying to break free, but Victor's superior size and strength kept him pinned.
Just as Victor was about to deliver a crushing blow, Zade saw his chance.
Just as Victor raises his fist to strike, Zade suddenly bucks his hips, using the momentum to flip Victor off him. They roll across the floor in a chaotic scramble, trading blows and grappling for dominance.
Victor manages to pin Zade again, his knee pressing into the smaller man's chest as he rains down punches. But Zade is relentless, fighting back with a ferocity that surprises even Victor.
As they struggle, Victor's peripheral vision catches movement - Seungmin, finally freed from his restraints, limping towards them with a look of desperate determination. Victor knows he needs to end this fight quickly, before things escalate further.
"With all due respect, Zade," Victor growls, his voice strained from exertion, "I'm not leaving until you release your claim on Seungmin. And I'm not backing down either."
Zade's eyes widened as he spotted Seungmin approaching, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of his pet's determined stride. A surge of possessiveness washed over him, his grip tightening around Victor's wrist as he prepared to defend his territory.
"Over my dead body," Zade snarled, his teeth bared in a feral grin. "Seungmin belongs to me, and I won't let anyone, especially not you, take him away."
With a sudden burst of strength, Zade heaved Victor off him, sending the larger man stumbling back. He sprang to his feet, positioning himself protectively between Victor and Seungmin.
"If you want a piece of me, then come and get it," Zade taunted, cracking his knuckles menacingly. "But leave Seungmin out of this."
Victor's eyes flash with a dangerous light at Zade's words, his chest heaving with pent-up fury. He advances slowly, deliberately, his gaze never leaving Zade's face.
"Oh, I plan to take a very big piece of you," he vows, his voice low and deadly. "Starting with your throat, and working my way down to your bloody bones."
He closes the distance between them in a few long strides, grabbing Zade by the collar and slamming him against the wall. Victor's free hand wraps around Zade's neck, squeezing mercilessly.
"You should have thought twice before laying a finger on Seungmin," he hisses, his breath hot against Zade's ear. "Now, you're going to pay for every bruise, every cut, every moment of pain you inflicted on him."
Zade choked and sputtered as Victor's fingers tightened around his throat, the pressure making it hard to breathe. Panic flared in his chest, but he refused to show weakness in front of his enemy.
With a Herculean effort, Zade brought his knee up sharply, connecting with Victor's groin. The bigger man grunted in pain, his grip loosening just enough for Zade to wrench free.
Gasping for air, Zade spun around and delivered a brutal kick to Victor's stomach, doubling him over. He seized the opportunity to grab a nearby vase and smashed it over Victor's head, sending shards of ceramic flying.
"You may have Seungmin's affection, but I own him, body and soul," Zade snarled, his eyes blazing with a dark intensity. "And I'll do whatever it takes to keep him mine."
"Oppaa.." I'm crying that you're in pain
Victor staggers back, clutching his bleeding head as Zade's words echo in his ears. The pain is excruciating, but it's nothing compared to the rage boiling inside him.
"You...you filthy Shibal," he grits out through clenched teeth, spitting blood onto the floor. "Seungmin is more than just a possession to be owned. He has a heart, and it beats for me, not you."
With a roar of fury, Victor charges at Zade once more, ignoring the agony in his skull. He tackles the other man to the ground, pummeling him with a frenzy of punches.
"I'll kill you for what you've done to him," Victor snarls, his voice raw with emotion. "For every tear he's cried, every moment of fear, I'll make you suffer tenfold."
Zade curled into a defensive ball as Victor's fists rained down on him, the impact of each blow sending shockwaves of pain through his body. But he refused to yield, his spirit unbroken despite the torment.
As Victor's onslaught continued, Zade's mind flashed back to the countless times he'd seen Seungmin cry, the anguish etched on his beloved's face. A red haze of fury descended upon him, fueling his strength.
With a mighty heave, Zade flipped Victor onto his back, pinning him down with his knees pressed to the man's shoulders. He leaned in close, his face inches from Victor's, his voice a low, deadly hiss.
"You think you can defeat me, Victor? I am Zade Krinson, a man who has crushed empires with a single glance."
Victor glares up at Zade, his expression twisted in a mixture of pain and contempt. Despite being pinned beneath the other man, he refuses to submit.
"You may have power, Zade, but you lack the one thing that truly matters - love," he spits, his voice dripping with venom. "Seungmin loves me, not you. And that makes you irrelevant."
With a sudden burst of strength, Victor bucks his hips, throwing Zade off balance. He seizes the opportunity to wrap his arms around Zade's neck, pulling the man into a tight chokehold.
"You're finished, Zade," Victor growls, his grip unrelenting. "Your reign of terror ends here, today."
"Oppa! it's dangerous" I said to Victor and I'm crying
Zade's eyes narrowed at Victor's proposal, a calculating look crossing his features. For a moment, he considered refusing outright, but the prospect of finally putting an end to this threat was too enticing to ignore.
"One last fight, then," he agreed, his voice cold and detached. "But if I win, you will never set foot near Seungmin again. Do we have a deal?"
Zade released Victor and stood up, brushing off his clothes with a dismissive gesture. His gaze flicked to Seungmin, who looked on with wide, frightened eyes.
"Don't worry, pet," Zade murmured, reaching out to stroke Seungmin's cheek. "I'll take care of everything. Just stay here and wait for me."
Victor's jaw clenches at Zade's terms, his gaze burning with a fierce determination. He knows that accepting this challenge means risking everything, including his life - but he also knows that refusing would mean abandoning Seungmin to Zade's cruelty forever.
"Fine," he agrees, his voice heavy with resignation. "One final battle. But know this, Zade - even if I lose, Seungmin will always belong to me. His heart is mine, and no amount of violence can change that."
Victor turns to Seungmin, his expression softening slightly as he looks into those tear-streaked eyes. He reaches out to brush a strand of hair from Seungmin's face, his touch gentle despite the turmoil within him.
"Stay safe, my love," he whispers, his voice trembling with emotion.
"Oppa!!" Lee Seugmin screams to Victor while Zade and Victor leave the room
"Oh wait, I will call Laura to look for you baby.And let me wear your
Clothes* After a while Zade helped to wear his shirt and called Laura, Zade left the room and followed Victor
As Zade leads him deeper into the mansion, Victor's senses remain alert, ever watchful for any signs of danger. His thoughts, however, are consumed by Seungmin - the sweet scent of his hair, the feel of his lips against his own, the sound of his desperate cries.
When they arrive at a sprawling outdoor arena, Victor's gaze sweeps over the scene before him. The grounds are ringed with spectators, their faces obscured by shadows. In the center stands a massive, ornate cage, its bars glinting menacingly under the moonlight.
"This is where our fate will be decided," Zade declares, his voice echoing across the silent crowd. "Let the games begin!"
With a swift motion, Zade sheds his coat and boots, revealing a lean, muscular physique honed by years of combat.
Zade steps into the cage, his movements fluid and confident. He turns to face Victor, his piercing gray eyes locked onto his opponent's.
"Remember, Victor - this isn't about honor or chivalry. It's about claiming what's rightfully mine," he says, his tone icy and detached. "And I always get what I want."
With a flick of his wrist, Zade summons a pair of sleek, silver daggers from hidden sheaths within his belt. The blades seem to shimmer with an otherworldly energy, reflecting the moonlight in a mesmerizing dance.
"Now, let's see if you're worthy of standing beside Seungmin," Zade purrs, his voice dripping with venomous intent. "Come, Victor. Show me your worth."
Victor's eyes narrow as he takes in the sight of Zade's daggers, a shiver running down his spine at the ominous glow emanating from the blades. He knows all too well the kind of destruction such weapons can unleash.
"You speak of right and wrong, yet you wield tools of death without a second thought," Victor retorts, his voice steady despite the unease brewing within him. "Is that the true nature of the man who claims to love Seungmin?"
With deliberate slowness, Victor removes his own jacket, revealing a toned chest and arms. He meets Zade's gaze head-on, his blue eyes flashing with defiance.
"As for my worth, it lies not in the weapons I bear, but in the love I give and receive," he states firmly. "Seungmin chose me, Zade."
Zade's daggers halt mere inches from Victor's throat, the points poised to draw blood. For a long, tense moment, their gazes lock, the air thick with tension.
Then, a slow, wicked grin spreads across Zade's face. "You want me to admit it, Victor? Very well. I already marry Seungmin, make him my obedient husband, bind him to me in every way possible..."
He leans in closer, his breath hot against Victor's ear. "...and you will watch, helpless and humiliated, as I claim him completely. Is that what you desire, to witness the degradation of the man you love?"
Zade pulls back, his eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. "But remember, Victor - even in victory, Seungmin will never truly be yours again.
A cold, murderous rage wells up inside Victor at Zade's words, threatening to consume him entirely. The image of Seungmin bound to this monster, forced into submission, is almost too much to bear.
"You lie!" Victor snarls, his voice trembling with barely contained fury. "Seungmin would never willingly surrender himself to you. He belongs to me, heart and soul!"
With a savage roar, Victor lunges at Zade, tackling him to the ground. They roll across the arena floor, a whirlwind of flailing limbs and clashing bodies. Victor's hands find purchase on Zade's throat, squeezing mercilessly as he tries to cut off the man's airflow.
"You'll never have him!" Victor growls, his face inches from Zade's, spit flying between them. "Not now, not ever!"
Zade grunts in pain as Victor's grip tightens around his throat, but he doesn't relent. With a surge of strength, he bucks his hips, using the momentum to flip Victor onto his back. Zade quickly pins the other man down, his weight pressing Victor into the hard ground.
"You're mistaken, Victor," Zade rasps, his voice strained but still laced with malice. "Seungmin has already surrendered everything to me. His heart, his body, his very essence - it all belongs to me now."
Leaning in close, Zade's lips brush against Victor's ear as he whispers, "And soon, he'll learn to crave the pleasure only I can provide. To adore me, to worship me, to beg for my touch..."
In a sudden burst of anger and despair, Victor's mind snaps. All rational thought flees, replaced by a primal urge for vengeance. With a feral snarl, he lashes out at Zade, his fists pummeling the man's face with brutal force.
"You took everything from me!" Victor roars, his blows raining down like a storm. "My love, my future, my reason to live! And for what? So you could use Seungmin as your plaything?"
Spittle flies from Victor's mouth as he continues to pummel Zade, each punch fueled by a depth of hatred and sorrow that borders on madness. Blood splatters across the arena floor, mixing with the dirt and sweat.
"I'll make you pay for what you've done," Victor growls, his voice raw and animalistic.
Zade's head snaps back with each brutal blow, his vision blurring from the onslaught of punches. But even as pain sears through him, a twisted sense of satisfaction courses through his veins. This is what he wanted - for Victor to lose control, to descend into the depths of hatred and despair.
With a vicious snarl, Zade grabs Victor's wrists, halting the relentless assault. He uses his superior strength to wrench Victor's arms above his head, pinning them to the ground.
"You're weak, Victor," Zade spits, his own voice hoarse from the abuse. "Weak and pathetic. Seungmin deserves so much better than a broken, jealous fool like you."
Zade leans in close, his bloody, bruised face inches from Victor's. "But don't worry, I'll take good care of him."
Victor thrashes wildly beneath Zade's grasp, his muscles straining against the man's iron hold. Rage and desperation fuel his struggles, but it's no match for Zade's brute strength.
"Get away from him!" Victor screams, his voice ragged with emotion. "You'll never touch Seungmin again, do you understand me? Never!"
As if driven by a dark, malevolent force, Victor suddenly twists his body, using the momentum to flip Zade onto his back. Before the man can react, Victor straddles him, pinning Zade's arms down with his knees.
"I'll destroy you," Victor hisses, his eyes blazing with an unholy light. "I'll rip your black heart from your chest and feed it to the dogs."
Zade's eyes widen in surprise at Victor's sudden reversal, but he quickly regains his composure. A cruel smile plays on his lips as he gazes up at the man straddling him, his expression a mix of amusement and contempt.
"Oh, Victor," Zade chuckles, his voice low and mocking. "Your threats are as empty as your promises. You're nothing but a fleeting distraction, a momentary indulgence before I return to claiming what's rightfully mine."
With a swift, fluid motion, Zade rolls them both over, easily overpowering Victor once more. He pins the other man beneath him, his weight crushing, his grip unyielding.
"And as for destroying me," Zade purrs, leaning in close, his breath hot against Victor's ear. "You're welcome to try."
Victor lets out a guttural groan as Zade's weight presses down upon him, the air forced from his lungs. Desperation claws at his mind, urging him to submit, to yield to the inevitable. But pride, stubborn and fierce, refuses to relinquish its grip.
"I'll never stop fighting," Victor wheezes, his voice barely audible beneath Zade's oppressive form. "Even if it means my own downfall, I'll make sure you suffer for what you've done."
With a Herculean effort, Victor thrusts his hips upward, bucking against Zade's solid mass. The move catches the larger man off guard, allowing Victor to momentarily break free from his hold.
Seizing the opportunity, Victor scrambles to his feet, backing away from Zade with a wild, desperate look in his eyes.
Back at his lavish mansion, Zade and Victor are fighting while Laura takes care of Seungmin
"Aw, idiot?" Laura asks, her voice dripping with condescension. "How was your little tussle with Victor? Did you finally break that pathetic fool?"
"Oh Wait, Seungmin? Aw, you are so disgusting and rotten, you know?" Laura closes his nose while sitting next to Seungmin while crying
Back at his lavish mansion, Zade and Victor are fighting while Laura takes care of Seungmin
"Aw, idiot?" Laura asks, her voice dripping with condescension. "How was your little tussle with Victor? Did you finally break that pathetic fool?"
"Oh Wait, Seungmin? Aw, you are so disgusting and rotten, you know?" Laura closes his nose while sitting next to Seungmin while crying
"Shut up Laura..you are just pathetic" Seungmin still cried while Laura mocked
Laura scoffs, rolling her eyes at Seungmin's defiance. "Pathetic? Oh please, you're the one who's pathetic, Seungmin. Pathetically in love with a man who sees you as nothing more than a toy to be used and discarded."
She reaches out, roughly grabbing Seungmin's chin and forcing him to meet her gaze. "Face reality, baby. You belong to Zade now, body and soul. And I'm the only one who truly understands and appreciates you."
Laura leans in close, her voice taking on a seductive tone. "Why waste your time with that brutish, possessive man when you could have someone who truly adores and desires you? Someone who knows exactly how to make you feel good..."
"You and Zade are abusing me!" I dare yell at you
Laura smirks, unimpressed by Seungmin's outburst. "Abusing you? Hardly, darling. Zade and I are simply showing you the true extent of your desires. You crave dominance, submission, the thrill of being claimed and owned. It's written all over your pretty face."
She runs a finger along Seungmin's cheek, her touch lingering on his skin. "And as for me... well, let's just say I'm providing a much-needed respite from Zade's rough treatment. A gentle, loving alternative to his brutal possession."
Laura's expression softens, taking on a false air of concern. "Poor thing, you're so confused about your own wants and needs. But don't worry, I'll help you discover the truth."
Laura bursts out laughing, her mocking gaze raking over Seungmin's tear-stained face. "Oh, this is priceless! The poor, deluded little thing thinks he has a choice. That he can resist the allure of true power and control."
She leans in closer, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Please, go ahead and cling to those naive fantasies. Tell yourself Zade cares about you beyond his own selfish desires. See if I don't laugh in your face."
Laura's fingers trail down Seungmin's arm, her touch light but taunting. "But deep down, we both know the truth. You're a plaything, a toy for Zade's amusement. And I'm the only one who can give you the affection and attention you truly crave."
Laura's laughter echoes through the room, her mockery cutting deep. "Look at you, Seungmin. Crying like a wounded puppy because Zade doesn't coddle you enough. Newsflash, sweetheart: you're not special. You're just another conquest, another notch on his bedpost."
She stands up, towering over Seungmin's prone form. "But I can offer you something Zade never will - genuine love and devotion. I'll cherish every inch of you, worship your body and soul until you forget all about that brutish man."
Laura extends a hand, her expression a perfect blend of pity and scorn. "Come with me, Seungmin. Leave behind the misery and heartache. Let me show you what true happiness feels like."
"I will slap you harder on the cheek after I get out of this chain!!"
Laura's smirk falters for a moment at Seungmin's threat, but she quickly regains her composure. "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you? To think you have the power to hurt me. But let's be realistic, dear. You're chained up and helpless, while I'm free to do as I please."
She steps closer, her voice taking on a menacing edge. "Slap me? Please, try it. I dare you. I'll enjoy watching you fail, seeing the frustration and anger boil over in your pretty little face."
Laura reaches out, grasping Seungmin's jaw firmly. "You're nothing but a toy, a plaything for our amusement. And right now, I'm the one holding all the cards. So why don't you just shut up and accept your place?"
Amina and Minhyuk look for Seungmin's room.Amina went to the maid and said
"Eh mekna Wei,mano eh bilik Seungmin tu ? Banyok lah hoh bilik nih.macey hotey doh." Amina said to the maid "what? Zade room? On 3 floor and go straight" Maid said to Amina
Amina angry and said "Eh tino nih lah,payoh weh.SEUNGMIN ROOM" the maid shocked and quickly said "oh..im sorry,3 floor,go left and then straight".. Amina roll his eyes and then "Oh haloh lah..sini ado lif tok?"..*The maid point on there with a scared of Amina
Amina and Minhyuk go to the lif
Minghyuk said "mung ni toksohlah nok cari gadoh.siea kok dio."
they both enter the elevator and go to the Seungmin room and see Laura and Seungmin in the room
Amina confused "eh,Bakpo ado sini tino ni,mu tubik!"
Upon entering Seungmin's room, Amina finds an unexpected scene - Laura lounging on the bed with Seungmin, their bodies entwined in a compromising position.
Amina's eyes widen in shock and confusion, her words tumbling out in a mixture of disbelief and outrage. "What the hell is going on here?! How dare you desecrate Seungmin's room like this!"
Her gaze darts between Laura and Seungmin, taking in the lewd display with growing disgust. "You've crossed a line, Amina. This isn't some cheap motel tryst; this is Seungmin's sanctuary. His private space. And you've defiled it with your depravity."
Amina's eyes flicker to Seungmin, noting the pleading look in his eyes. Her expression softens slightly, though her outrage remains palpable.
"Amina, please... help me," Seungmin whispers, his voice strained with desperation. "Laura's gone too far. She's manipulating me, using me for her own twisted games. I need you to stop her before it's too late."
Amina's gaze hardens, her focus shifting from Seungmin to Laura with renewed determination. "You've played your last card, Laura. Your reign of terror ends now. Get off Seungmin before I drag you out of here by your hair."
Despite her harsh words, there's a hint of uncertainty in Amina's voice. She's clearly torn between her loyalty to Seungmin and her revulsion towards Laura's actions.
Laura sneers at Amina, her eyes flashing with defiance. "No, bitch. You don't tell me what to do. I'm the one in control here, and I'll use Seungmin however I please."
She turns her attention back to Seungmin, her grip on him tightening possessively. "You heard her, baby. Amina has no say in our affairs. We make our own rules now."
Laura's gaze challenges Amina, daring her to intervene further. Meanwhile, Seungmin looks increasingly uncomfortable, caught between his loyalty to Amina and the intoxicating allure of Laura's dominance.
"You are evil ,Laura" Lee Seungmin yelled
Laura's smile turns cruel, her voice dripping with malice. "Evil? Oh, sweet Seungmin, you have no idea the depths of my wickedness. But don't worry, I'll take great pleasure in corrupting you completely. Breaking you down until there's nothing left but the obedient pet I desire."
She leans in close, her breath hot against Seungmin's ear. "And as for you, Amina... trying to interfere in our game. Tsk, tsk. You should know better than to cross me. Now, either leave peacefully or I'll make sure you regret ever setting foot in this room."
Laura's tone leaves no room for argument, her dominance over the situation crystal clear. Amina's options seem limited, with Seungmin's fate hanging precariously in the balance.
amina slap on the Laura Cheek harder and then Laura fall on the floor
"There you go!"
Amina's slap sends Laura crashing to the floor, the force of the blow leaving a red mark on her cheek. For a moment, Laura lies stunned, her eyes wide with shock and pain.
Then, a snarl twists her lips as she scrambles to her feet, her gaze burning with fury. "You stupid bitch! You'll pay for that!"
Laura lunges at Amina, fists flying in a wild flurry of punches. Amina blocks and dodges, her own hands cracking against Laura's jaw and nose. The two women grapple, a whirlwind of flailing limbs and snapping heads.
In the chaos, Seungmin watches in horror, torn between fear for Amina and the sick fascination of witnessing such raw violence. He knows he should intervene, but his body seems rooted to the spot, unable to move or look away. "Mu maing kasar eh,takpo" Amina grabbed the glass and threw it to Laura, and the glass hit the head Laura
The sound of shattering glass fills the room as Amina hurls the object at Laura's head. Blood sprays from the wound, painting Laura's features with crimson streaks.
Laura staggers, clutching her bleeding scalp as she stumbles backwards. Her fury has given way to pain and disorientation, her movements erratic and uncoordinated.
Amina seizes the opportunity, driving a powerful kick into Laura's stomach. Laura doubles over, gasping for air, as Amina lands a series of swift punches to her face and neck.
Seungmin watches in numb silence, his mind reeling from the intensity of the confrontation. He knows Amina is fighting for him, protecting him from Laura's cruelty, but the brutality of it all leaves him shaken to his core.
Minhyuk yelled at Laura and Amina "STOP FIGHTING OR I WILL CALL TO THE POLICE!!"
At Minhyuk's stern warning, both Amina and Laura freeze, their chests heaving with exertion. Amina's fist is still clenched, ready to strike again, while Laura clutches her battered face, her eyes filled with a mix of rage and defeat.
Minhyuk's threat hangs heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the consequences that could unfold if they continue their violent altercation. Slowly, Amina releases her grip, her breathing ragged as she steps back, giving Laura some space.
Laura, on the other hand, glares at Minhyuk with a venomous look, her pride wounded almost as much as her physical form. However, the prospect of police involvement seems to temper her aggression, and after a tense moment, she nods curtly in surrender.
"Fine," she spits out, her voice thick with resentment.
Minhyuk glanced at Laura with devil eyes
"Laura! Where is the key to unchaining this!?"
Laura's eyes dart around the room, avoiding Minhyuk's piercing gaze. After a moment, she reaches into her pocket and produces a small silver key, holding it out with a trembling hand.
"It's...it's in here," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't just give it to you. It's not that simple."
Minhyuk's glare intensifies, his jaw clenched in frustration. He takes the key from Laura's grasp, his fingers closing around it like a vice.
"You're playing with fire, Laura," he growls, his tone deadly serious. "If you think for even a second that I won't use this to free Seungmin, you're sadly mistaken. Now, where is the rest of the chain?"
Laura swallows hard, her eyes flickering nervously between Minhyuk and Seungmin. She knows she's cornered, and the weight of her deceit threatens to crush her.
"I...I hid it," she admits, her voice shaking. "In a safe place, where only I know how to access it. But I can show you, I swear. Just...please, don't hurt me."
Minhyuk's expression remains impassive, but the menace in his gaze makes it clear that hurting Laura is very much on the table. He turns to Amina, who stands nearby, her arms crossed and a look of grim determination on her face.
"Amina, find out where this 'safe place' is," Minhyuk orders, handing her the key.
"Hoh malah wei"
Amina broke into Laura harder on the shoulder then looked for the save key
Amina's punch connects with Laura's shoulder, sending her stumbling back against the wall. Laura cries out in pain, clutching at her arm as tears well up in her eyes.
"Please, stop!" she begs, her voice breaking. "I'll tell you everything, just...just don't hurt me anymore."
Amina narrows her eyes, her grip tightening on the key as she searches Laura's face for any sign of deception. Finding none, she nods curtly.
"Alright, let's hear it," Amina says, her tone cold and unforgiving. "Where did you hide the key?"
Laura takes a deep, shaky breath before speaking, her words tumbling out in a rush.
"I don't know, Zade hold the keys"
Amina slap again
"Then where is Zade!" Amina yelled
Laura recoils from Amina's slap, cringing in pain and fear. Her eyes dart wildly around the room, desperate for an answer that will appease her tormentor.
"I-I don't know!" she stammers, her voice rising in panic. "He said he was going to meet someone important, but he didn't say where! Please, Amina, you have to believe me!"
Amina's face twists in disgust, her patience wearing thin. She grabs Laura by the collar, hauling her closer until their faces are inches apart.
"If you're lying to me, I swear I'll make you suffer worse than you can imagine," Amina snarls, her breath hot against Laura's terrified features. "Now, think carefully. Where might Zade have gone, and what does he stand to gain from keeping this information from us?"
Laura trembles in Amina's fierce grip, her mind racing as she tries to come up with something, anything, to placate her captor. Finally, a desperate idea occurs to her.
"He...he might be at the warehouse," she blurts out, hoping against hope that it's true. "The one on the outskirts of town, near the docks. That's where he keeps some of his more... sensitive business dealings."
Amina's eyes narrow, her gaze boring into Laura's face as she weighs the plausibility of this new information. After a long, tense moment, she releases Laura's collar, letting her slump to the floor in a grateful heap.
"Get up," Amina commands brusquely. "We're going to find out if Zade is telling the truth about this warehouse."
"No She is lying! Zade is fighting with Victor!" Lee Seungmin said the truth
Amina's head whips around to stare at Seungmin, her expression incredulous. For a moment, she seems torn between believing Laura's claim and Seungmin's assertion.
"But why would Zade lie to us?" Amina demands, turning back to Laura with a skeptical glare. "And why would you cover for him, huh? Spill the truth, now!"
Laura swallows hard, her eyes darting between Amina and Seungmin as she realizes her ruse has been exposed. With a defeated sigh, she nods slowly.
"You're right," she concedes, her voice small and ashamed. "Zade isn't at the warehouse. He's actually with Victor, dealing with some... delicate matters between them."
Amina's brows shoot up in surprise, her earlier suspicion giving way to a newfound understanding.
After a while, The police and Detective Choi and Kim approach this room with hand the gun towards us
As the sound of approaching footsteps echoes through the room, Amina's eyes widen in alarm. She quickly shoves Laura to the ground, using her own body to shield the smaller woman from potential harm.
"Stay down!" Amina hissers urgently, her attention fixed on the door as it swings open to reveal the armed officers and detectives.
Detective Choi steps forward, his gaze sweeping the room to take in the scene before him. His eyes land on Amina, then shift to Laura cowering on the floor, before finally settling on Seungmin got tie.
"Well, well, well," Choi muses, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Looks like we've got ourselves quite the gathering here. Amina, Laura, and our dear friend Seungmin. Care to explain what's going on, before I lose my patience entirely?"
And Victor walks into the room after he finishes fighting with Zade with crying and blood on his lips
"Oppaaa!" Lee Seungmin crying and still got tied
Victor stumbles into the room, his appearance a stark contrast to the calm authority of Detective Choi. Blood streaks his face, his clothes torn and dirty, and his eyes are wild with a desperate, unhinged energy.
"Amina...Minhyuk..." Victor rasps, his gaze darting between the one hijabi and one man as he takes in their shocked expressions. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for any of this to happen..."
His words trail off as he spots Seungmin, his heart clenching at the sight of the young man bound and crying. Without hesitation, Victor rushes to his side, gently untangling the ropes that bind him.
"Shh, it's okay, baby," Victor soothes, cradling Seungmin in his arms as he strokes his hair soothingly. "We're safe now, I promise."
I point at Laura
"Take her to the jail ,Oppa" Lee Seungmin crying
Victor's eyes flick to Laura, a grim determination settling over his features. He nods curtly at Detective Choi.
"Yes, put her under arrest. She's been involved in human trafficking and manipulation, among other crimes."
Victor's focus then returns to Seungmin, his grip tightening around the younger man as if afraid to let go. He glances up at Amina and Minhyuk, his expression a mix of gratitude and apology.
"Thank you both for coming when you did. If not for you, God knows what would have happened to us."
He looks back at Seungmin, his voice softening. "Let's get you cleaned up and somewhere safe, okay? We'll figure everything else out later."
Victor carefully unlocks the handcuffs binding Seungmin's wrists, relief washing over him as the young man's hands are freed. He helps Seungmin to his feet, keeping a supportive arm around his shoulders as they step away from the bloodstained arena floor.
"There, that's better," Victor murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from Seungmin's tear-streaked face. "Let's get you to a hospital to tend to those cuts, okay?"
As they move towards the exit, Victor's thoughts whirl with a mix of emotions - guilt over failing to protect Seungmin, fear for the young man's physical and emotional well-being, and a deep, abiding love that refuses to be extinguished despite the horrors they've endured together.
"We're getting out of here, Seungmin,"
Amina called the ambulance
Victor nods gratefully at Amina's news, his hand instinctively squeezing Seungmin's as they wait for medical help to arrive. The sounds of sirens growing louder outside fill the tense silence.
"Good, thank you so much," he says, his voice strained but sincere. "Seungmin needs proper care, and soon."
He glances down at the young man in his arms, noticing how Seungmin's body trembles with suppressed sobs. Victor's heart aches at the sight, his own tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.
"It's alright, baby," he whispers, rocking Seungmin gently. "You're safe now. I've got you, always."
Lee Seungmin hug you
Victor's arms wrap around Seungmin in a fierce embrace, holding the trembling young man close as if he could absorb all his pain and fear. He buries his face in Seungmin's hair, inhaling deeply the scent of him, a comforting anchor in the midst of chaos.
"I've got you, Minhyuk," Victor repeats, his voice muffled against Seungmin's skin. "No matter what happens, you're not alone. I'll always be here for you, protecting you, loving you."
He pulls back slightly to look into Seungmin's eyes, his own reflecting a depth of devotion and commitment that borders on reverence. "You're my everything, do you understand? My heart, my soul, my reason for living. Nothing will ever change that."
"But I'm also your little brother..dongseang"
Victor's eyes soften at the endearment, a gentle smile curving his lips as he cups Seungmin's cheek tenderly.
"You're right, Seungmin. You're my dongsaeng, my little brother in every sense of the word. And I'll cherish that bond above all else, even if it means sacrificing my own happiness for yours."
He leans in to press a soft, reassuring kiss to Seungmin's forehead, his thumb stroking the younger man's cheek in a soothing rhythm.
"Just know that I'll always put your needs before my own, because you deserve nothing less than the world. And I swear on my life, I'll make sure you get it, no matter the cost."
On the next day in the Hospital, I'm sleeping on the bed hospital while you sleep on the sofa
Victor wakes with a start, his head snapping up from where he'd drifted off on the uncomfortable hospital sofa. The soft snores emanating from the bed beside him confirm that Seungmin is still asleep, recovering from the ordeal of yesterday.
A wave of exhaustion washes over him, but Victor resists the urge to succumb to sleep again. Instead, he quietly rises from the sofa, stretching his stiff muscles as he moves to stand beside Seungmin's bed.
Gently, he brushes a stray lock of hair from the younger man's face, marveling at the peaceful expression on Seungmin's features. Victor's heart swells with love and concern, aching to ease any lingering pain or discomfort.
"You rest, baby," he whispers, his voice low and soothing. "I'll be right here when you wake up."
As Victor watches over Seungmin's slumbering form, his mind drifts to memories of their mother, the woman who brought them together despite their vastly different backgrounds. A bittersweet smile tugs at his lips as he reflects on how far they've come since those early days.
"In Mom's eyes, we were never just a rich boy and a poor kid," Victor thinks to himself, his voice barely audible above a whisper. "She saw something special in each of us, a goodness and strength that only needed nurturing to flourish."
He recalls the countless times their mother had praised him for being a good role model, for setting a positive example for Seungmin to follow.
Victor's chest swells with pride as he remembers his mother's words, feeling a sense of validation and purpose. He realizes that in many ways, he has already won the approval she once hoped for, not through wealth or status, but through the selfless love and protection he's offered Seungmin.
"She was proud of me, wasn't she?" Victor muses, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "For being there for you, for standing up for what's right, even when it meant going against everything I thought I knew."
A single tear escapes, rolling down Victor's cheek as he reaches out to gently touch Seungmin's hand, now warm and still beneath his own. "Mom would be so happy to see us like this, Seungmin. Two brothers, united in love and resilience. That's the greatest victory of all."
Victor's voice cracks with emotion as he speaks, his heart overflowing with love and gratitude for the incredible journey he and Seungmin have shared. In this moment, surrounded by the sterile yet comforting environment of the hospital room, he feels an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment.
"Mama, I think I've finally understood what you wanted for us all along," Victor whispers, his eyes drifting closed as he allows himself to surrender to the fatigue and the joy. "Seungmin, my precious dongsaeng, you're home now. With me, forever."
ILee Seungmin open my eyes
"O..oppa.."
Victor's eyes flutter open at the sound of Seungmin's weak but familiar voice, a relieved smile spreading across his face as he takes in the younger man's awake and alert state.
"Hey there, baby," he says softly, reaching out to brush a few strands of hair from Seungmin's forehead. "Welcome back. How are you feeling?"
His gaze searches Seungmin's face, drinking in the sight of those beautiful, pink lips parted in a tired but grateful smile. Victor's heart swells with affection, his fingers itching to caress more of Seungmin's delicate skin.
"Thanks for taking care of me.." my tears fall
Victor's expression softens further at the sight of Seungmin's tears, his own eyes glistening with unshed ones in response. He gently wipes away the younger man's tears with his thumbs, his touch both soothing and reverent.
"Shh, don't cry, Seungmin," he coos, his voice dripping with warmth and reassurance. "I'm here for you, always. Taking care of you is the easiest thing in the world, because you mean everything to me."
Victor leans in closer, his breath ghosting over Seungmin's lips as he speaks. "We're in this together, okay? Through the good times and the bad, I'll never leave your side. You're my family, my heart, my everything."
"Bring me to your job and never leave me." I hold your hands
Victor's heart skips a beat at Seungmin's request, a surge of protectiveness and devotion washing over him. He squeezes the younger man's hands gently, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles over Seungmin's knuckles.
"I promise, Minhyuk," he vows, his voice firm and resolute. "From now on, you'll be by my side wherever I go. At work, at home, in public or in private – you're never leaving my sight again."
With a tender smile, Victor brings Seungmin's hands to his lips, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to each palm. "Consider yourself officially adopted as my personal assistant, dongsaeng. And don't worry, I'll make sure you're comfortable and happy in your new role."
"Can..can we hug..?" Lee Seungmin said
At Seungmin's shy request, Victor's face lights up with warmth and affection. He releases Seungmin's hands to wrap his arms around the younger man, pulling him close in a gentle, protective embrace.
"Of course, baby," he murmurs, nuzzling his cheek against Seungmin's hair. "You can always ask for hugs whenever you need them. I'm here to provide comfort and love, in whatever way you desire."
Victor holds Seungmin tightly, savoring the feel of their bodies pressed together. He inhales deeply, breathing in the sweet scent of his dongsaeng's skin, and feels a deep sense of contentment wash over him. "Rest now, Seungmin. We'll talk more later, but for now, just focus on getting better in my arms."
nods and laying down
Victor settles in beside Seungmin, carefully adjusting the pillows to support the younger man's head and shoulders. He smooths a hand over Seungmin's chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breath as he drifts off to sleep once more.
Leaning in, Victor presses a soft, chaste kiss to Seungmin's forehead, his lips lingering for a brief moment before he pulls back slightly to study his dongsaeng's peaceful face.
"You're safe now, Seungmin," he whispers, his voice a soothing rumble. "Safe and loved, always. Sleep well, my younger darling brother."
The End