Donghyuck lent on the brick wall with a glass of beer swirling in-between his fingers, patting the cigarette buds he chugged down the gold liquid as he threw the glass ware to shatter before his eyes. Call him a sadist and that's what he was, partially. He had this urge to smash Jaemin's skull on the table and kill him but then again. Why? Mark and he were in love and that was one weird concept he never seemed to fathom.

"Sir......Mr Moon is mad. He wants a something off the president's table. He just arrived at the mansion. Jisung cannot get it since he's helping Xiaojun with clearing the previous bodies and checking on Doyoung at the hospital." Lucas stood at a far distance from his boss, safely hidden amidst the shadows.

"Why is that old man so fussy over in destroying the president? He still won't give a proper explaination whatsoever. Weapons? Bullshit. Dad gets down weapons everytime." The red head scoffed stepping on the cigarette bud, "Give me the keys......." He ordered, the keys were thrown at him as he caught it skillfully and he walked off.

Kun knew Donghyuck was angry when he stormed inside the mansion at night furious, he would probably fuck the living daylights out of the poor servant boy. Well Renjun had shamelessly becomes used to it and without sex sometimes he seemed to loose his mind a little.

"Hyuckie-" Renjun whimpered when he was slammed on the wall, his trousers pushed down as his wrists were pinned on either sides of his head. The loud bloodcurdling screams filled the empty house as Kun flipped through a magazine with no care in the world.

The anger he felt when Jaemin kissed the older he poured it down onto destroying Renjun's body. Well he always had used the boys body for his pleasure. The Chinese screamed, his legs kicking in pain, sadly the mafia leader was mad at something and he took it on him. After hours of sex Hyuck stood under the shower letting the water droplets slip down his body, Marks face wouldn't just leave his mind. What was this? Why cannot he just erase that paralyzed boy from his head?! He closed the shower as he stepped out of the bathroom.

"Get me a coffee.....You have 20 minutes to clean yourself and get it." Hyuck squeezed the boys jaw and he pushed him away.

Renjun showered as quickly as he can, it hurt to know that Hyuck never left any trace of sex on his body but pain. He rushed to make coffee, wiping his tears along the way as he whimpered pouring it into a mug. Alas just as he got to the red heads window the man's car drove out of the mansions drive way. He collapsed on the floor crying.

Mark threw the dinner plate on the wall, no one usually saw him this angry. The servant flinched at her master as she ran out crying, Taeyong sat unbothered by his son's tantrums. His mother had white blonde hair, features out if a Japanese anime and the body of a God. He had on a red suit making him look stunning.

"Mark......All I ever do is think of a better future for you. Someone's trying to kill you son, that's why I want you to go live at the house up the hills. Of course I care for Giselle but she's your father's secretary so she's safe." Taeyong sighed massaging his temples, Mark frowned balling his wrists, he wanted to runaway but sadly he had been burdened to stay on a wheelchair forever.

"If you didn't become president I'll still be standing on two feet!! It's all your fucking fault! Stop pretending that you care for me when you never have!! Jaemin take me away." Mark turned to his boyfriend who flinched at the tone the usually cute ass lion used.

"Mark......It's for your own good. Baby I love you too much to loose you. Just a few days until Mom finds the culprit and I'll bring you back. Okay?" Jaemin squeezed Marks arms, he was about to break down crying, as if destiny was on the side of Mark and Donghyuck the red head walked in with shorts and a hoodie.

"You must be the new physiotherapist. You'll no longer continue your work here, I'll be sending him to my holiday villa at the mountains for his safety. It's going to be cold since it's Cheorwon, Your brother can stay here. Or go home but Giselle might need a help around." Taeyong smiled up at Donghyuck, Marks glare made his spine go cold and his nipples literally tingled at that dominating dark aura. A big DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE AGREE kinda vibe.

"As you wish Mr Lee. As long as young master is safe." Hyuck bowed at Taeyong, the fools unaware that they were pushing Mark into the jaws of hell deliberately.

Once everyone left leaving the doctor and the patient alone, Mark pushed Hyuck on the bed making him bounce on the mattress in a sitting position. He held the boys shoulders harshly, a soft whimper left Hyuck's lips as his eyes teared, it shocked him. He was a man who had the capability to punch a buff guy on the jaw but when the older held him so hard it........hurt?

"M-Mark......" Donghyuck whispered trying to push the older away, he was weak in his strong arms.

"You were supposed to say no!! Why did you have to butt in?!" Mark shook Donghyuck.

"So it'll be easier to kill you?" Donghyucks inner voice mumbled, "It was for your safety Mark." He struggled to break free, his arms were locked behind his frame, he was forgetting why he was even here.......He was completely forgetting who was and why he was here. He let those lips touch his, he seemed to like it. To be manhandled by this handsome man, the angry kiss tasted heavenly.