Donghyuck slammed Renjun on the wall, kissing the living daylights out of the servants neck. No one would disturb them and everyone knew that too well. The Chinese beauty loved the mafia's eldest son so much that he let him do anything for him. It was pathetically sad. Chenle was so excited that his hyung came home so he went looking for him.

"Your brother is busy with Junnie. So don't disturb him okay? He's stressed out." Kun stopped the sweet childish boy and spun him around. Chenle nodded with a cute pout.

Renjun screamed into the morning sunlight as Donghyuck destroyed him as per his satisfaction. He wasn't a person with affectionate emotions, all he knew was to murder. The fact that he had never kissed the boy on the lips left him hurt, showing him were he belongs. Once Hyuck was satisfied with fucking his servant he went downstairs leaving Renjun on the bed.

"How is it going with the president's son? Seems like the mission will be over soon then?" Taeil sat at the head of the dinner table, Donghyuck folded his black shirt sleeves up onto his elbows and smirked.

"Yes. Very soon. It's sometimes just too stressful with him being an Angel. If I could only kill him sooner." Said the red head serving himself a handsome meal.

Mark stared at Jaemin talking to him, the boy had been beside him for too long and he felt guilty for being ruining his life in a way for the bubbly social butterfly deserved a man who could give him everything he needed and wanted. The older sighed with a sad smile as he kissed Jaemin's cheek.

"You should.......You should find someone else darling. You are wasting your time with me, I can't give you the life you deserve. Move on please, I know you love me but.......Why don't you try going out? Jeno seems to have the fattest crush on you so why don't you try giving him a chance?" Mark whispered like he were speaking to a baby.

"I know you care for me and that you are worried but please. Let me love you until I realise that it's time I move on. Please. Can we not talk about this? Anymore?" Jaemin sighed running his fingers through his vibrant pink hair.
Donghyuck walked in his thoughts else where, he had on baby blue ripped jeans and a pink shirt, Jaemin whistled at the boy getting his attention.

"Oh. I didn't see you guys. Did I interrupt something?" Donghyuck mumbled at the two boys being way too close. Well they were in love after all, a feeling he never had left before or even now.

"No!! I'm just telling darling he should move on. You know he deserves someone who can give him a life instead of being a burden." Mark chirped with a smile, Jaemin pushed him away with a huff.

"Ouch!! Jaemin!" Mark mumbled with a nose scrunch.

"Can you be more careful?" Donghyuck frowned, the older felt the pressure too much on his shoulder when his wheelchair hit the wall. "He's on a wheelchair." He stated pulling Mark forward to check if he was hurt. Jaemin wanted smile but he gulped it down and pouted.

"He's my boyfriend. I won't hurt him on purpose Haechan. Are you concerned?" Jaemin giggled, The red head rolled his eyes at the pink haired boy, Hyuck just made his way towards his table with a grumble.

"He's my patient, I need to make sure he's well. That's my job." He hissed at Jaemin who pouted, he didn't like the attitude.

"Haechannie don't be harsh on him. I'm fine! Jaemin would never try to hurt me. I trust him. By the way can we go to the beach?" Mark smiled so sweetly Jaemin had a mini heartattack at the amount cuteness this boy radiated.

"No. I'm your doctor not your date." It was hard for Donghyuck to act nice, he wasn't made for this. He was born to be a murderer and here he was with a guy on a stupid wheelchair.

"I need to leave, Ain't gonna stay where the Haechan be. I love you Mark." Jaemin grinned and skipped away with a giggle. "Oh and Johnny says the servants would be back soon." He added. Mark wheeled closer to where his doctor was, Hyuck turned around only to fall on the blonde, he balanced himself on both the arms rests on the wheelchair.

"It's boring inside, I've read all the books on that shelf, I've played my guitar until my fingers hurt and every movie. Can you please just take me out?" Mark rested his nape on the back of his chair, their eyes staring at one another.

"You should ask Jaemin to take you." Hyuck noticed the mole on the older guys flawless fair face.

"He has a job." The older lifted his eyebrows and smirked unconsciously.

"And I'm jobless? Is that what you are referring to?" Donghyuck pouted at Mark, he chuckled shaking his head.

"I'm your job right now, You are here to take care of me, so you can take me out." Mark wasn't wrong in a way, the red head straightened himself and crossed his arms over his chest.

"You are manipulative and controlling. You shouldn't go out, it's misty.....Why can't you just sit your butt on your wheelchair and stay at home?!" Growling he tried to leave when Mark purposely butted onto his legs and made him fall onto his lap.

"You are cute." Said Mark with a low chuckle, it made Hyuck feel something but he didn't understand what. He got off the boys lap and dusted himself.

"You are a flirt!" He shook his head, annoyed.

"It's fun to see you get all worked up for small stuff. You know the doctors who came before weren't even nice to me, they came here to loot, to sexually assault me in various ways and yeah. Thanks to Johnny I'm safe. You are the only one I feel like I can trust." Mark gently held his soft tanned arm smiling genuinely.