It was yet a mystery as to why Giselle never showed up, and Jeno suddenly being on their side, Kun had informed Hyuck that Renjun and Chenle came home safe but it still didn't sit right in Donghyucks mind. The question why triggered him way too much, at one certain point he didn't trust Mark, was this all a trap to catch the mafia legacy his father created? Or was Mark really innocent?

"Hey Beary......Stop thinking so much, help me sit up." Marks voice made him turn around, he was a little sick. He was bad at taking medicines and he needed to find the root cause of this whole issue. Sighing the younger helped Mark sit up.

"Who is Beary?" He mumbled under his breath.

"You....." Shrugged the older. "You are so pale.......Are you alright? Have you taken your medicines?" Mark felt the boys forehead and neck worriedly.

"No. It's disgusting. Someone will make breakfast, eat it and stay safe." He was pulled back so he'd fall on Mark.

"Give me the medicines." Groaning internally the red head reached for the night stand and got the medicines his mother prescribed. Mark read the instructions, took out the pills needed for the morning and tossed it into his mouth.

"The fuck is wrong with you?" Hyuck frowned, Mark smirked, squeezing the boys jaw so his cute mouth would open up as he brought their lips together.

Donghyuck smiled in between his thin lips, the older held his arms captive behind his body, the medicine going right down his throat. It was an impressive way and it made the younger tingle all over. When they pulled away breathless with a thick string of saliva still contacting them together, Hyuck suddenly didn't want Mark to lie to him.

"I need to go." Donghyuck stood up to leave, Mark was surprisingly stronger than him. "Let me go Mark." He hissed.

"Sit down......Why are you trying so hard to find who wants me to die? Hmm? Pull the trigger and Its over. Everything. Stop stressing yourself so much." Mark cupped Donghyuck's face, their eyes searching longingly at eachother.

"I don't know........Mark why do you want to die so much?" Hyuck whispered softly.

"I'm paralyzed Haechannie. That's why. There's no one in this world who loves me. No one. But I trust you and I don't know why." He whispered back. "I don't see a future but if it's with you I'll be happy even if I'm on a wheelchair. I might be a burden though........but remember this Donghyuck. You can kill me if you have no choice. Hmm?" Mark smiled, Hyuck's lips quivered, he tried to avoid those soft honey gold orbs. Why did it hurt so much? He wasn't in love now was he?

"I-I hate you!" He pushed Mark away and left the room. The older chuckled at the younger having a gush of emotions and not knowing what to do.

Mark still couldn't feel his legs even though he kind of used them to save Haechan from the bullet. He cleaned himself as he sat himself on his wheelchair and wheeled out, thankfully he wasn't upstairs so it was easy for him to wheel about. He found Hyuck on the phone, a cigarette between his lips and a glass of beer swirling in-between his stubby fingers.

"I'll be there. Okay." Donghyuck frowned, the breakfast was already made. Mark wheeled closer slowly, he pulled the cigarette away and pushed his lips onto the youngers plump ones. "What?" He mumbled hanging up the call.

"I said stop stressing........" Mark sighed.

"You're sister was found dead a mile away from your mansion. Mark someone would kill you if I didn't, I need to find the reason. And the culprit. It's just so complicated...........Just kiss me." Hyuck grabbed Marks shirt collar and smash went their lips.

Their lips fought for dominance and Mark let the red head dominate him for sometime before he held Hyuck's nape so they would get closer. Haechan straddled him in-between the intense kissing, but before anything more can happen Donghyucks phone rang and he answered it.

"Mark I need to go. The confirmed it to be Giselle, do you.......do you want to see her?" He turned to face Mark and the older nodded.

Giselle seemed as if she were beaten until she died. Thrown to the wolves again, to rot and perish, Jisung was the one to find her body accidentally and he had called Taeil since Donghyucks phone was unreachable. Mark stared at her, the once happy lovely sister no longer was alive. Who ever killed her did a gruesome thing, he wanted to cry but he couldn't. It were he foresaw his own death, it would be nothing less than this. He felt nothing anymore instead he just stared at her body.

"You know the truth Hyuck. Then why aren't you telling him?" Taeil sighed at his son as their men tried to clear the body.

"I still need to find out about Jaemin. But I'm suspicious about his reaction Dad, he looks......... unaffected. As if he knew she would die someday." Donghyuck ran his fingers through his red hair.

"Speak to him about it. He knows who you really are so there's nothing to hide. Right?" Taeil wasn't wrong, he had a point on what he was saying. Mark wheeled to the car he came in, the younger followed him to the car.

"Hyuck........After I've gone through death I'm not surprised what they did to my sister. I've been told to be alert since I was a child. But I didn't expect Giselle to die. Why kill her? Would kill us bring them the motive they want?" Mark whispered, he turned around as he hugged Hyuck's waist and broke down crying. He ran his fingers through his soft blonde hair slowly.

"Yes. Killing both of you will open the path way for whatever they want." Donghyuck made Mark look at him.