Would his plan work? He didn't know but the fact that he was afraid of blood shed now made him sigh with defeat. His daughter giggled up at him, she was a month old now, she loved them and he loved her more. Cleaning her up she was dressed in one of her cute onesies. Mark was asleep, his arm shading his eyes as he blondie slept bare bodied. He sighed joining him as they snuggled into his warmth.

Yang Yang stumbled into Chenle's room at that morning, waking the red head wake up with a jolt. Though they shared nothing more than a master and bodyguard relationship, the younger had started to dote on him. He frowned when the boy grunted, flipping his bedsheets away he rushed to Yang.

"Hyung....." He squeezed his arm with glossy eyes.

"Call Hyuck for me can you. Quick I need to tell him something before I pass out. Hurry up!" Yang Yang drew in a slow breath, as if her were in unbearable pain.

Chenle ran as fast as possible to his brothers room, Donghyuck was dressed by the time he reached the door. The older sushed him gesturing Mark and Sarang sleeping peacefully on the bed. As if he were able to read his baby brothers expressions he gently pushed him outside the room as he closed it slowly and turned to face the younger.

"What's wrong? Did anything happen?" Donghyuck held Chenle's shoulders.

"H-Hyung......Yang Yang hyung is hurt. He wants to tell you something." Chenle started shaking so hard that Hyuck wasted no time in following the boy to his room.

With pale lips, a sweaty body and barely open eyes Yang held on to life so he can tell his boss what happened when he went to spy on Seulgi and Johnny. Yang gave him a look, which meant he needed privacy with the red head. Nodding he turned to his shaking brother.

"Go call Mom or Dad, He needs medical assistance." Hyuck whispered as Chenle ran out of the room hurriedly.

He was severely injured, as if he fell into a trap but he did say he didn't get caught, the bullet that was randomly fired for caution had his waist injured and he had a shoulder dislocation by trying to hide. Chenle cried so much as if he were in love all over again. This meant his plan wasn't working, Why wasn't it? After what Yang Yang had told him his plan would no longer work and it was obvious. He saw Mark walk in with Sarang munching on his cheeks, it didn't fail to make him smile.

"What's wrong? Yang Yang will be fine." Mark assured with a pat on one of his chubby cheeks. Leaning into his lovers warmth he lifted his body on his tip toes, placing his arm on the olders nape as he let his lips mean those soft thin ones.

"Baby what's wrong?" The moment they pulled away Mark frowned, Hyuck turned to see Yang Yang once more as he left the room and Mark followed with their daughter to their room.

"I need to feed her. Can you bring Lucas and Hendery here? Please." Donghyuck carried sleepy Sarang from her father, nodding with a sigh Mark did what he was told.

Meanwhile as he fed his daughter he managed to let the things Yang just filled him in a few hours ago. When the two men came inside Hyuck had lulled his baby to sleep, tucked her in her crib and ready. Ready to face his fate once again.

"Gather all our men, even Sungchan. Let Jeno guard Mark and Sarang, Lucas get everything ready by tomorrow. We leave by dawn." Donghyuck might sound much softer than he once was because he cared for people now. Marks eyes stared him down but he didn't ask a word until the two men left the room.

"Are you telling me about what's happening or are you just going to keep me hanging like a fool?!" Haechan flinched, he might own the entire Mafia Empire but he was still Marks baby and he was afraid of his anger. He remembered Some of the servants talking about it before they were even in love. He did what he thought was right, kiss Mark but it wasn't working. The older pushed him away by his waist.

"I'm sorry okay I just didn't know how I'm supposed to break it out to you Mark. Your life is so corrupted and messed up that each day I've been given new information! Do you even know that Seulgi isn't a woman, it's a man and he wasn't Jaehyuns mistress instead he is Johnny's. The man on the president's chair isn't your mother! He's your mother's twin brother, YongTae. YongTae disguised himself as Seulgi to cheat everyone including Taeyong your real mother. He's been locked up somewhere in the dungeons of your mansion. It wasn't Johnny's fight it was your uncles revenge on your mother Mark. And did you know that even Jaehyun was Johnny's little slut? They've been talking about all this shit last night. That's what Yang Yang told me and am I supposed to tell you that?! I can't bear to see you in pain damn it!" Donghyuck lashed out at Mark, he knew he'd be hurt but he had not choice. "Your uncle wanted to kill you because he hated your mother. He killed Giselle by molesting her, Jeno is your younger brother saved by Ten after he found out. It's not only about politics it's about vengeance towards a Sweetheart of a twin brother. The country is going through shit because of him." He seethed.

"It's......It's not your fight okay! It's not!!! Why do you keep burdening yourself so much?" Mark shook Haechan.

"Because I love you. I love our daughter. My family. I might not always tell you these words but I love you so much that I wouldn't hesitate to di-" This time it was Marks lips that sealed those plump ones, stopping him from saying the D word.

"No Hyuck. Let me deal with it. Please I can't loose you again." Mark pleaded.

"Just......Just stay as her father and protect her with everything. I need to leave tomorrow, before I do.......Can you......" He breathed in harshly as if he didn't want to sound weak." Make love to me as hard and as passionately as you can because I cannot promise I'll come back." His grey orbs started quivering and his voice broke. "Before I leave I want you to love be until I'm numb. As much as you are my weakness you also mu greatest strength Mark. Take care of Sarang for me." He hugged his boyfriend tightly as he broke down. "I'm afraid." His tiny voice did not escape Marks sharp ears. He wrapped his arms around his lovers warm frame.