It's already afternoon and cjust happen to woke up. He ruffled his messy hair before he threw himself on the couch.
His assistant came in. "Boss."
"What?" Yoongi looked at him.
"The boss is coming home."
Yoongi jumped off the couch upon hearing that. "When?"
The guys checked his watch. "In half an hour."
He sighed heavily, *why does he has to be home on weekend?*
In almost 20 minutes, Yoongi finally came down from his room on the third floor. He was surprised to find no one downstairs.
"Where's everyone? Kuhn?" he called for his assistance but no one answered. He frowned before he made his way to the main door.
He stood there before he scoffed, "Why do Kuhn have to greet you?" he asked.
A mid 50 years old man turned to him. He has scar of cut horizontally across his nose. "Yoongi, my son." He smiled but Yoongi ignored it. He looked at his assistance, "Kuhn, your place is on my right. Not on that old man's side."
Kuhn turned to Yoongi's father.
He nodded, "Go before he kill someone." The old man whispered.
Kuhn rushed to Yoongi 's side.
"Now that you're here, should we sit for tea? I have something to discuss with you." He looked at Yoongi . He just replied with a sigh.
"Good. I see you inside." He walked passed him and went inside the house.
Yoongi shook his head.
"My apology Boss." Kuhn suddenly apologised to him. Yoongi turned to him. "You don't need to listen to him. You're my assistance not that old man's. Doesn't matter if he's the head of this group or not, you only take order from me. Do you understand?" Yoongi looked at him and Kuhn nodded.
"You can go home early. I have to talk with him." Yoongi turned to leave but Kuhn stopped him, "I'll be in my room upstairs, Boss." Kuhn said.
Yoongi glanced at him. He then smirked, "Why don't you just go home?" Kuhn kept his head lowered. "There's nothing much to do at home Boss." He answered.
Yoongi nodded.
Yoongi opened the door to their 'meeting' room. He took the empty seat in front of his father.
"So what do you have for me, Chul ssi?" Yoongi asked without even looking at his father.
"Can't you at least call me dad or something?" he asked Yoongi as he put down his wine glass.
Yoongi slammed his fist on the table, "You want me to call you dad when you killed your own wife? Hell no!"
"I didn't kill her!" Min Chul, Yoongi's father answered. Yoongi scoffed, "You shot her."
"To save her. She was a hostage at that time!"
"But you didn't do anything about your gun shot." Yoongi talked back.
"I did sent her to hospital!" this time it was Min Chul's turn to slam the table.
Yoongi scoffed. "Well, I can see that it really helped."
Min Chul sighed, "Yoongi, this conversation won't take us anywhere." "Like it ever did before." Yoongi scoffed again.
Min Chul shook his head. "I'm getting old Yoongi. I need to let go this life soon."
Yoongi looked at him, "Why not now?"
"You know the answer. Yoongi. We still have deal with the BlackBlack organisation. I still owe them."
"You said it yourself. You owe them so it's none of my business. Why do you need gun anyway?" Yoongi asked.
"So you expect my men to use only pocket knife? If I didn't make the deal, you won't have your Bloody Night with you." Min Chul's gazes landed on Yoongi 's Ghost TR01.
Yoongi took out his Ghost TR01 and caressed the slide where an 'S' letter was crafted on it.
Yoongi looked up at Min Chul, "What do you want me to do?"
"Remember Set Fire organisation?"
"They handle drugs aren't they?" Yoongi was interested. As far as he knows, everything that relates to drug will eventually relate to a fight, one of the things he enjoys the most.
Min Chul nodded. "Our agreement is that we will help them to distribute their drug for 7 years. We already did that for 5 years and we still have another 2 year. Well, I need you to call off the agreement. I think we did enough for the past 5 year."
"Am I allow to use his fella' ?" Yoongi picked up his Bloody Night. Min Chul nodded, "When needed."
Yoongi grinned, "Nice."
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1.Arab translation by 6shooly9 🙂
2. Italian translation by yoongixmad
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