I've marked you a spot in, my heart.
I'll treasure you with each and every pulse.

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The second I realise that Chanwoo is crawling towards me with those eyes of a serial killer— I feel my heartbeat quickening and the nauseatic feeling disappears in an instant.

The smoke from the smoke machine brought my allergy out, I guess.

Reason why I hate attending such parties, being allergic to artificial smoke and getting allergic symptoms like nausea, dizziness are one of the worse feeling ever.

But this ain't the time to debate on yourself, Goeun!

His hands find their way towards my waist as I suck on my lips. Closing my eyes in order to remain unbothered by his touches but the second I tremble, I know that I have failed. His disgusting breathe filled with nothing but drugs and alcohol, fans my neck— I shiver from the amount of repugnance pouring inside me.

There is no way that I am letting this fucker do something to me.

And soon when he closes the gap between us and is about to lay his  befouled lips on my skin, I grit my teeth and while gathering all of my power— I land a glorious punch square on his nose, producing sickening crack sounds and I am sure that the people standing outside the room heard it too.

Hola! It's a success.

With just a single and not so powerful punch, he is knocked out on the floor like I have assaulted him already.

Tsk, never thought he will be that weak.

Something starts glistening as liquid flows out of his nose— that makes it sure that I have permanently broken his nose for life.

But then a loud and sharp knock grabs me out of my proud moments— those knocks are seeping with urgency, I doubt if it actually is one of his partners.

I guess the sound of his sorry nose cracking indeed penetrated through the walls.

Oh god, no.

This can't be happening right now.

The knocks continues for a solid one minute as I quickly move my feet and scurry towards the door. Standing at a careful distance from the door so that if someone breaks inside then I won't get hurt, I raise my dress to my knees and form a tight knot through the slit.

Just then it happens, loud thuds for a couple of times and dham!

The door is laying on the floor.

That is when I do my taekwondo kick.

But a hand grabs my leg and I am twisted in his hold. Preciseness pouring into the move that my mind instantly identifies— it soothes my heartbeat that was beating as fast as a race horse a few seconds ago.

"What did you even do?"

He tightens his arms around me as my back firmly gets pressed against his defined muscles, forcing the warmth to crawl up my face.

"You can see that."

On purpose, I shrug in his hold to make his mind realize the position we are in but still he doesn't unwrap his arms. I feel him letting out a deep sigh of relief as he moves his head towards my ear.

"You can't understand the situation I was in a few moments ago."

Vulnerabilty but not helplessness, rather it is worry filled in his voice. But if it is worry then is he worried about..

Me?

"I am sorry to get you worked up for no reason."

Goeun-

"For no reason?"

Amusement fills his voice as he grips me more tightly. "You think I worried for no reason? You and your safety is a reason to be worried about, Goeun."

Am I in trouble?

If I am then I am in the best trouble I have ever been in my life.

"Uhm, can we resume your mission? We need to release.." As fast as those words leaves my lips, Taehyung is fast enough to let me go from his back hug.

"Yeah, but don't do that again without telling me," He mutters while diverting his attention towards nothing as I nod distinctly.

"Promise."

After getting a promise from my side, Taehyung finally moves towards the almost dead guy and crouches down at his level. Forcing out his gloves from his overly tight leather pants, he pokes Chanwoo's front pockets, then back ones and every single of his body for clues.

Just one clue and we will be at the next level.

But no step should be taken in hurry, if something bad happens then we will directly stumble into the mouth of death.

After searching up Chanwoo's entire self, all Taehyung gets to find is a couple of smartphone and different type of drugs in small packets that are half empty— probably for drugging someone.

"Give me one."

I take one of the smartphone from his hand and slide the lock screen, only to find that it directly opens to the home screen.

Considering a person like him, he should have a lock protecting his phone.

But who am I even kidding to? This one doesn't have any type of lock— he indeed is more stupider which is beyond our expectation. The phone with Taehyung doesn't have one too.

With our advanced techniques, we immediately get a list of all the people involved in this drug dealing programme. Feeding everyone's names in our tab, we place the smartphones back into his pocket and adjust everything like usual to arise no extra suspicion.

My hand hurriedly yet steadily searches the cold surface of tube in the pocket of my tights as a syringe containing vicious fluid that is poison comes in my grip. Taking a deep sigh, I show it to Taehyung— after all it is not my mission.

"For what?"

He asks with his eye lingering over the syringe that I have in my gloved hand. I force the thing into his grip and motion towards the drug dealers— trying to give an idea but once he doesn't get my actions, I state it verbally.

"Kill him, Taehyung."

"Why kill him? He can't do anything once he is wasted," He tries to reason but showing mercy in our job is never a choice, it can be fatal for our lives.

Although, Taehyung is right but it is a rule. A tough rule that we have to follow so that no one has a single memory of us.

Sometimes though, we do show mercy by going against the rule after acknowledging the fact that the victim is kind enough but this is not the case in this mission.

Chanwoo is literally the cause of hundreds of deaths.

"Chanwoo is the main reason why plenty of deaths occurs every hour in Korea, he deserves it."

I raise my head in his direction and back away from the scene. Taehyung needs to stabilise his emotions and perform the kill— in order to remain in his position and move to higher levels, he needs to become a stone hearted man otherwise there is no scarcity of people that will try their best to overthrow him.

With one last breathe, his hands shakes with nervousness as he finally inserts the long and sharp needle of the syringe inside Chanwoo's flesh. I notice the latter flinching away, probably his unconscious mind detected pain and within a minute, his pulse starts weakening to nothing.

He is dead.

The main leader is dead.

"We need to rescue others too and then, escape."

I rush towards the boy whose eyes are still fixed at the now dead corpse of the drug dealer.

I do feel bad for Taehyung, it is his first mission and here he is performing a kill already.

I am quite thankful of the fact that I didn't have to kill someone on my first mission, but such missions eventually came to me once my rank started accelerating.

"You did well, believe me."

Comfort is all that I can provide him, he needs to stabilise his emotions himself. I softly shake his body which succeeds in bringing him out of his thoughts as after giving me a weak smile, he stands up and silently walks towards the door. With a last glance towards the corpse— I get up from my crouching position too.

But before bursting out of the room, I untie the unusually strange knot of my dress around my knees and let it fall down to my knees. My hand glides around while straightening it's cloth that seems to get creased around the knotted area.

I liked it better in the knot style, though.

"The family.." I murmer while following his pace as he slows down a bit in order to hear my words. "They can be in the basement and I highly doubt that someone is guarding them, after all they are not that important as all the family did was to take money and now are debted to the dealers. They are harmless so, better check the basements, shall we?"

Through his expressions and the little nod, I know that my words have convinced him enough as his direction shifts towards the elevators.

As soon as we enter the elevators, I analyze everyone's faces and take in their expressions that are standing inside the small space.

A couple, two waiters and a high class man who now has started gawking at me.

Neither me nor Taehyung rushes to press any button because we know if we do, it will be a stupid invitation to sheer suspiciousness in everyone's mind that are inside the elevator. So we have nothing to do except wait and wait till everyone gets out of the elevator.

First, the couple exits while kissing the hell out of each other that makes me as well as Taehyung quite uncomfortable. The lonesome man that is standing at the far end of the lift keeps on looking at them on the verge of drooling and eventually gets out while trailing behind them. The waiter doesn't give two damns about the happenings inside the elevator and walks out with carelessness too.

And when we feel it is the right time, I quickly press the basement's button as the lift swiftly cascades towards our destination.

I hope we are heading to the right place.

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A/N - If anyone is reading this chapter, then please comment to let me know if you guys are liking it. I am quite insecure about this book, it's kinda boring.

Thanks!
Chiya💫