Junho’s POV

Hours ago, Mountain Atelier.

I take the last bite of my corndog.

This is the break I needed after that Daeshin madness, I’m too used to cleaning up body parts for my own sanity.

Kang Taesan...a body part must go missing whenever he deals with a ’sinner’.

A cock, a finger, an eyeball.

So annoying, I can’t eat my corndog without thinking of Daeshin’s cut off fingers.

’It’s my break time’ I remind myself by force.

I’m sitting at the company cafeteria, eating lunch and monitoring everyone in Taesan’s place.

One of the chefs needs to get fired very soon.

Maybe I should push for Yuki’s dad? His cooking has become a big part of Mountain Atelier.

My phone buzzes in my pocket and I accept the call, pressing the device to my ear, and waiting for the caller to speak first.

No voice comes through and I immediately tense up.

"Who is this?" I ask immediately.

"Ghost" the person says, and I push my plate of food away, getting up to leave the cafeteria, "you fucker, you’re the reason everything has gone wrong" I hiss.

"Every breath and second you waste might lead to someone’s death" he says and I pause mid step, just a breath away from the elevator.

"What are you talking about?" I ask and he goes silent.

"Are you messing with me?" I ask.

"Grandfather Kang has taken Sooin" he says and my blood goes cold, "what?"

"Yes, and Taesan has been beaten to a pulp" he says and I turn around, running out of the building.

"Calm down and listen to me, Seoha is on the way to the grandfather" Ghost says.

"What? What does Seoha have to do with anything?" I yell into the phone like Ghost has an answer for me.

"He’s taking his mother’s guitar right now to Lord Kang"

No...Lord Kang is not supposed to know that Seoha is with the guitar, even Taesan doesn’t know about it.

"You’re trying to trick me?" I say in a low voice, my growl is almost alpha like in the spacious parking lot.

"Stay on this call for five minutes, don’t move yet...and decide if I’m tricking you or not" he says.

And I sit in my car, waiting for the sign and proof that he is playing with me, the same way I’m sure he has been playing Taesan.

I hear a car door opening on his end and then Seoha’s voice, the omega sounds scared and I grab my head.

Damn, that old monster having his hands on both father and daughter is one thing, but the fact that he knows where the guitar is is another thing.

I only told one person about it.

’You missed dinner with me’ Yuki says, she found me sitting alone in the office, hiding from everyone else.

She is leaning against my door wearing a black dress that shows off her small waist, her shapely breasts, and her tattoo.

’I was busy’ I say, focusing on the paperwork in front of me.

’Why? Is it because of the pregnant omega?’ she asks and I look up, she is wearing a playful smile.

’What?’ I ask and she sits in front of me, arching her back as she takes the seat, it’s dramatic and odd, but it’s Yuki.

’What?’ she asks back.

The Yuki I know is always straight to the point; she would have said ’you don’t want to fuck me anymore because of that omega, right?’.

’Am I not allowed to ask why my best friend has been distant?’ she picks a pen from my table and starts to twirl it between her fingers.

’Of course you’re allowed to ask, I’ve just been busy’ I say and she raises a brow.

I groan and lean back in my seat to meet her eyes.

’Things are crazy and I have more clean ups to do now, especially with how mad captain is acting’ I explain to her.

Yuki used to be my best friend, but then, she came to talk to me a month ago about how lonely she feels.

It took two glasses of soju and some bottles of beer, and we ended up naked in her bed.

I’m not one to hit and run, but Yuki wants noncommitment, while I fall in love easily.

Knowing my kind of work, Yuki’s condition is the relationship I need. No attachment, just sex and stress relief...but these days, I have been craving a bit more.

’Wow, I have totally been replaced’ she says and I cringe, ’it’s that pregnant omega, isn’t it? You have a breeding kink?’

’Hell, Yuki, don’t say things like that’ I say and she laughs, ’then prove to me that you are still mine’ she says,

’I’ll be at dinner tonight’ I say quickly.

’Yay, see you tonight best friend’ she blows a kiss and leaves the office.

I hit my head against my steering wheel as I remember exactly what happened that night.

We drank, we made love under the chandelier in her living room, we talked.

I shared my worry about Seoha and Taesan’s breaking relationship, about how Ghost should have shut the fuck up, and I also told her about the guitar.

"SHIT!" I yell in my car.

I am the reason they are in this mess.

Taesan worked hard to make sure Seoha doesn’t get involved like his mother, and I only dragged him in.

I want to believe, I really want to believe that Yuki didn’t betray me, I really want to believe it.

"I’m almost here, hang on Seoha" I say to myself and reach out to Captain’s trusted men, trained men that can assist me if I have to break in with force.

I drive into Kang’s compound, and no one stops me, they look surprised to see me, but because they are used to moving like robots, they don’t know what to do with me.

I get into the house, and I hear the noise of cane tapping the floor rhythmically, and I look up.

"Ah...I should have anticipated your arrival" Lord Kang says from the balcony.

"Go on, they’re in there, I’m already bored" he says and I growl at him.

"Taesan will bring you down one day" I say and his happy face slips for a second, "that’s what my son’s supporters said, but where is he now?"

"DEAD" he roars and starts to laugh.

He’s crazy. He needs to be put down.

"Get them out before I change my mind, no wait, take your time...a more interesting part is about to start" he says happily.

"Fuck you" I spit and turn around to find that the door to the room where they are locked in has been opened.

Seoha is holding Taesan, covered in blood and tears, but baring his teeth protectively.

"Junho hyung, please hurry" the omega says and I rush into the room to carry Taesan.

An interesting part? What does that mad man mean?