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𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟘 - 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝕔𝕙.𝟚𝟡 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟙

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟘 : 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪

𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

❈★ 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 ★❈

@conwunder

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟿 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟾 ♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟿 - 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢

Minghao led Y/N to a bathroom at the end of the hallway. He directed her to sit on the chair that was in the center of the room.

“What are you planning?” Y/N wondered.

“That’s for me to know and you to find out later once I’m done,” Hao smirked. “But trust me honey, when I’m done with you, those boys won’t be able to resist you.”

“To be honest, I don’t care if they can resist me or not,” Y/N sighed.

“I call total bullshit on that one,” Hao snapped, placing a cape on her to protect her clothing. “You may think you're slick, but I see the games you’re playing.”

He spun the chair around, facing Y/N away from the mirror as he started to work his magic on her hair.

“I’m not playing any games,” Y/N denied.

“Honestly, I can't blame you, they’re a sexy bunch and I’d want them all for myself too. But, when you play with fire, little girl, you always get burnt,” Hao said.

Y/N didn’t respond, she didn’t know how to exactly. Minghao accepted her silence as a confirmation of being correct. Satisfied, he continued to work on her hair.

“How do you feel about piercings and tattoos?” Minghao inquired.

“I don’t know, are you asking if I think you would look good with a piercing or tattoo?” she wondered, looking at the boy's perfect complexion.

“I know I'd look with anything but no honey, I'm already a piece of art, I wouldn’t want to mess with this already perfect canvas,” Minghao smiled. “I was thinking about you getting some things pierced and maybe a tattoo or two.”

“Why?” Y/N asked.

“I think it would add to the look that I’m trying to achieve here,” he explained. “You know what? I think we’re going to do that.”

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. When the person answered, Minghao started, “hey kitten, are you busy?”

“I’m never too busy for you,” the man on the phone said. “What do you need?”

“Can you come over and do a few piercings on a girl who is in desperate need of a makeover?” He asked. “I promise, I’ll make it worth your time.”

“Send me the address and I’ll be right over,” the man agreed.

He smirked, “I’ll see you soon.” He disconnected the call and sent his location over to the mystery caller.

Then sent out another text, frowning when he got the response.

“Well, it seems that you’ll be getting your piercings done today but the ink will have to wait till tomorrow,” he explained.

“I haven’t agreed to any of this,” Y/N huffed, sitting up in the chair.

“Awww, I think it’s cute that you think you have a choice,” Minghao smiled, pushing her back down in the seat. “Seonghwa said to make you more presentable and that's what I intend on doing.”

Y/N exhaled slowly, “why does he hate me so much?”

“Who?” he asked.

“Seonghwa. He’s always so mean to me, last night he called me a worthless whore,” Y/N explained.

“Seonghwa doesn’t hate you,”Minghao grinned. “I think he hates the way you make him feel. That seems to be the common theme around here lately.”

“How do I make him feel?” Y/N wondered.

“You’ll have to ask him that,” Hao said. “But if I may offer some advice. With that one, you can’t be so direct, you’re going to have to be a little more helpless. He’s the type that likes to be in control.”

“How do you know all of this?” she wondered.

“I’ve been around a long time, honey, and I know a dom when I see one,” he grinned. “What I would give to be you for one day. I would make that boy fall in love.”

Minghao continued to work on her hair, between the cutting and the dying, it took over an hour. Hao was almost finished blowing out Y/N’s hair when the bathroom door slowly opened.

“Knock knock,” a man said while entering the room.

“It’s about time you get here, kitten,” he smirked.

“I’ve told you not to call me that,” the man rolled his eyes.

“Oh that’s right, you prefer when I call you daddy,” Minghao teased. 

“Stop it,” the man said as he tried not to look embarrassed.

“Is this your boyfriend?” Y/N interrupted.

“No,” the man snapped. “I am not his boyfriend.”

Minghao glared at the man, “you don’t have to say it so harshly, damn. I have feelings too.”

“We talked about this,” the man quietly said. “And I thought you understood.”

“Oh I understand completely,” Minghao said. “I’m just supposed to  be your dirty little secret.”

“Don’t be like this,” the man sighed.

“Whatever,” Minghao rolled his eyes. “Anyways, this is Mingyu. He's gonna be doing your piercings.”

“Hi Mingyu, I’m Y/N,” she smiled.

“Don’t get any ideas, this one is mine,” Minghao snapped.

Mingyu shook his head in disbelief, “so what are we going to pierce?” he asked.

“I’d like my ears done,” Y/N said.

“Boring,” Minghao sighed. “Look you look hot with this hair, now the rest of you needs to get caught up.”

Y/N looks at Mingyu, “I apparently don’t have a say in this so why don’t you just ask your little boyfriend what you will be piercing.”

“He is not my boyfriend,” Mingyu responded.

“Not yet,” Minghao added. “I’m thinking her nose, maybe an eyebrow, ears, and definitely her belly button.”

“That’s a lot of piercings,” Y/N pointed out.

“Shut up,” he snapped, still staring at Mingyu with a look of lust in his eyes.

“And what am I getting out of this?” Mingyu asked. “You know what, don’t tell me now. Tell me later, when we’re alone.”

“Yes, daddy, keep telling me what to do,” Minghao smirked.

“You don’t look like you’d be gay,” Y/N pointed out, looking at Mingyu.

“And I do?” Minghao snapped.

“I mean…” she started.

Minghao turned to glare at Y/N, waiting for her response.

“Are you soon done with my hair? I want to see how it looks,” Y/N said, changing the subject.

“I’m finished with it, but daddy is gonna do your piercings and I’m gonna work on your face a little before I’m gonna let you see,” he explained. “And when I say a little, I actually mean a lot because, girl you need a whole ass face lift.”

“The anticipation is killing me,” Y/N stated. 

Minghao took a makeup kit out and proceeded to do a complete makeover on Y/N’s face. Mingyu went to work on the various piercings that his boss insisted on.

When they were both finished, Hao looked at Y/N and smiled, “you look hot,” he announced.

“Thanks,” Mingyu smiled, squeezing Minghao’s ass from behind. “You do too.”

Minghao bit his lip, “calm down, we’re almost done with her.”

He spun Y/N’s chair around so she could look in the mirror.

“Oh my god,” Y/N exclaimed, “I look completely different.”

“That’s the point,” Minghao sighed. 

She reached up and touched her hair, “I love it.”

“Of course you do,” he agreed. “I told you that you were in good hands. Now let’s go see what Seonghwa thinks.”

He grabbed Y/N’s hand, leading her out of the bathroom. Before they exited, he turned to look at Mingyu, “my room is two doors down that way, go wait in there for me…please.”

“Okay,” Mingyu winked.

He led Y/N down the hall, down the stairs and went down the other flight of stairs in the back of the house to find Seonghwa sitting in the den with Jongho.

“I’d like to present the new and improved, Y/N,” he said, leading her into the room behind him.

“Wow what a difference,” Jongho gasped. “She doesn’t even look like the same person.”

“I’m a master at everything I do,” Minghao boasted. “Isn’t that correct, Seonghwa?”

“That’s what you always claim,” he sighed.

“Well, do you like it?” Y/N asked, making sad eyes at Seonghwa.

“Eh it’s ok,” he answered. “Anything would be better than how you looked before.”

“We gave her a few new piercings too and tomorrow I have someone coming over to finish off the job with some ink,” Minghao explained.

Seonghwa smirked as he touched his chin, deep in thought. “I might have an idea of a tattoo that I want her to get.”

“Uh oh,” Y/N said with wide eyes. “What is it?”

“I guess you’ll have to wait and see,” Seonghwa smirked.  

“I think I should be able to know what is going on MY body since it's permanent,” Y/N argued.

“If the boss says you are getting a tattoo then that’s how it is,” Jongho growled. “You have no say in anything. Remember, you’re just a useless...”

“Yea I know, I’m a useless whore,” Y/N interrupted.

“No,” Jongho snapped. “I wasn’t going to say that. I was going to say useless hostage. Why the fuck would I call you a useless whore?”

“I don’t know but it seems to be a common theme around here,” Y/N said, making eye contact with Seonghwa.

“It’s actually a worthless whore…not useless,” Seonghwa corrected. “If you’re going to quote, make sure it’s accurate.”

“Ok well, since my job is done here,” Minghao interrupted. “I have some business to attend to so I will see you all tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Jongho asked. “Are you leaving?”

“No, I just plan on being in my room for the rest of the day,” he smiled.

“That’s odd,” Jongho pointed out.

“He has a boy in there,” Y/N announced. “I’m sorry, I mean his daddy is in there.”

“Your daddy?” Seonghwa interjected.

“Don’t look so sad, Seonghwa, you’ll always be my daddy too,” Minghao smirked. 

Seonghwa exhaled slowly, rolling his eyes, “no, no I won’t.”

Minghao smiled, “this is fun and all but I have someone waiting for me who gets very impatient.” He started walking towards the door. “If you get bored later, Seonghwa, feel free to pop in and join in on the fun. The more the merrier afterall.”

He exited the den, pleased with himself as he made his way back upstairs to his bedroom, leaving Jongho, Seonghwa and Y/N alone.

Y/N slowly turned to exit the room as well when Seonghwa cleared his throat, causing her to look in his direction.

“We need to talk, sit down,” he ordered.

Y/N did as she was told and took a seat on a chair across from where Seonghwa was sitting.

“Jongho, you can leave now,” Seonghwa ordered.

Jongho nodded and did as he was told without any resistance.

“Boy he never questions anything you say, does he?” Y/N observed.

“He’s a good worker,” Seonghwa announced. “I’m grateful to have him on my team.”

Y/N quietly listened to Seonghwa without saying anything.

“I’m grateful to have everyone on my team. Everyone has their own purpose. And if one would be missing then we just wouldn’t be complete. I consider everyone to be equally as valuable as the other, no one has greater value in this house and that is even including me. I know I run the show and I give the orders but that doesn’t put any higher value on me than anyone else. We’re a family and we all need each other.”

Y/N continued to listen in silence, wondering what this had to do with her.

“With that being said. I’ve been having chats with all of my members and it seems as though everyone is starting to grow quite fond of you. I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this. However, I did bring you here and enforced your safety. So, I must take responsibility for that. This is not a game for us, this is our life and if this is just a game to you, there will be consequences. And when I say consequences I mean death…your death. I will protect my brothers at all costs and if that means your demise then so be it. Understood?”

Y/N slowly nodded at a loss for words.  

“Yunho came to me this morning and told me about the events of last night,” Seonghwa said.

“What did he say?” Y/N asked while staring at her feet

“Why don't you tell me what happened,” Seonghwa said.

“I woke up and he was in my room staring at me. It scared me so bad,” Y/N whined as tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. “He said he could help me sleep by snapping my neck. I thought for sure he was going to kill me.”

“Did he hurt you?” Seonghwa asked.

“No,” Y/N responded as a tear ran down her cheek.

“Now tell me, was this before or after you put his hand on your thigh?”Seonghwa cocked his head.

“I only did that to try to distract him because he looked so intent on killing me,” Y/N confessed. “I didn’t know what else to do.”

“So you didn’t tell him to fuck you in Woo’s bed?” Seonghwa asked. “Yunho was lying about that?”

“I don’t remember saying that. Why would I want that?” Y/N asked. “I only like you…I mean…I only, I don't know.”

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow, further examining her, “you can’t keep yourself out of trouble, can you?” he asked.

“I’m sorry, but this wasn’t my fault,” she insisted. “HE’S the one who came into my room while I was sleeping.”

“I don’t know what your endgame is here, but I’m not enjoying everything in between,” Seonghwa announced, while chugging the last of the whiskey in the glass he was holding.

“I don’t have an endgame and I’m not playing any games in between either,” Y/N argued. “You’re the one that is keeping me trapped in this house and not allowing me to leave.”

Seonghwa reached over and grabbed a bottle off of the table sitting next to the sofa where he was sitting. He refilled his empty glass, chugging the liquid immediately. 

“So you’re saying this is MY fault?” Seonghwa asked.

“No, absolutely not,” Y/N denied. “I’m just saying things happen and sometimes they are no one's fault. You just have to roll with it.”

Seonghwa stood up and walked towards the door. Before exiting he said, “I might send for you tonight so be prepared.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟛 - 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕦

𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟚 | 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝕔𝕙.𝟛𝟜

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛𝟛 : 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥, 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣, 𝕒𝕨𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞.

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟,” 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤, 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕. “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕'𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕖. 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕖.”

“𝕀’𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕖𝕤. “𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕐/ℕ.”

𝔸𝕤 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤, 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕦𝕡 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. 𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕟. 𝕊𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒 𝕙𝕦𝕘𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞?

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣?” 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤. “𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣?”

“𝕀𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕪, 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕚𝕥?” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕤, 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕞. “𝕎𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪.”

𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪. 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕦𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕔𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕥 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖.

𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕚𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕡𝕡 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞𝕤 𝕚𝕟 ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕖’𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕠’𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕔 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕖, “𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 ℂ𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕝𝕖’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕞. 𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪’𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕪, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕤.”

𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕡. 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥, 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕤 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝’𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕣𝕥. 𝔸 𝕝𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕛𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒. ℍ𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝’𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕤, 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕤.

“𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥’𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕞𝕤, 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕. “𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤?”

“𝔽𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖. 𝔸𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕦𝕖, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕦𝕡𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕤 ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘. “ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕟, 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤.

“𝕐𝕖𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕣,” ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞.

𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕕. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤, 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪. 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕁𝕚𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣. “𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤.

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕠, 𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥,” 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞.

“𝕆𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕖𝕕, 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤. ℍ𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟, 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥. “𝕀’𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣.”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟’𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕫𝕖𝕕, 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕙𝕠𝕝.

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣?” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕤.

“ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘,” 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕤. “ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕐𝔼𝕋 𝕀 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕪.”

“ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕤.

“𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣?” 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤. “𝕊𝕙𝕖’𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕖.”

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕚𝕝. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕥 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕣𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕤. 𝔹𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕫𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖’𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟’𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕.

“𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘, 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕐/ℕ 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥. 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦𝕡 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞, ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦.

𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕣. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕧𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕝𝕖, 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕓 𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝-𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕣 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕔𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕖.

“𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞.

“𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤, 𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕.

“𝕀’𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. “𝕀 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕦𝕡 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘.”

“𝕆𝕙 𝕟𝕠, 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕥,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕖𝕤, 𝕓𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖.

“𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙. “𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕖.”

“𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤.

“𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕪, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥.

“𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕟𝕠𝕕𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕓𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣’𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕥.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣. “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕠 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞.”

ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙, “𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕤, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕠.”

“𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟?”

“𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕤.

“𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕦𝕟?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

“𝔹𝕒𝕓𝕪, 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕦𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤.

“𝕆𝕜,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖, 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕫𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕓𝕪 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕜. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤. “𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣.

ℍ𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦, “𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕖?” 𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕤.

“𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕜?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣, 𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕜.

“𝕃𝕖𝕥’𝕤 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕦𝕡𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕕,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕣.

“𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕚𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘.

“𝔸𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕤.

𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟, 𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖, 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕤, “𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕓𝕪 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜.

“𝕀𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟’𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣, 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕖,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜.

“𝕀𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪. “ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞…”

𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙. “𝕐𝕖𝕤, 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖?”

“𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥…” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣, 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕣. “𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥…”

“𝕋𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕤.

“𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦, ℕ𝕒 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟.”

“𝕆𝕙 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕕, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕠,” 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤, 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜, 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕖 𝕡𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕𝕝𝕪, 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕔𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕖. ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕣, 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜, 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪.

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣’𝕤 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤, 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟’𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤. “𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤.

“𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕠,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒𝕥𝕠𝕣.

𝔸𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕤𝕜, “𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖?”

“ℕ𝕠𝕠𝕠,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, “𝕀 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖.”

“𝔹𝕦𝕥, 𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕦𝕥𝕖.

“𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕞𝕤.

“𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟?” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕜.

“𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤, 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤. “𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤.”

𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕦𝕡 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕒 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜, “𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕖. ℙ𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕖.”

“𝔻𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕔𝕣𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕤, 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜. “𝕀𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪, 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝.”

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖, 𝕨𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟, 𝕤𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕖𝕫𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪. “𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞.”

“𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥,” 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕤. “𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕀'𝕞 𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕.”

“𝕐𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕡𝕚𝕕,” 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕞. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕁𝕒𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥, 𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣, 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞.

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♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟼 ♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟾♣️

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Jongho looked around in a state of panic when he spotted a trail of blood leading into the brush.  He followed the blood trail, leading him to a blond man lying face down on the ground. He took a deep breath before rolling the man over, exposing an unknown man’s lifeless body.

Jongho let out a sigh of relief before heading deeper into the woods. He staggered upon, what appeared to be an abandoned house. With still no sign of San, Jongho decided to make entrance into the abandoned building.

He slowly walked towards the building when he was tackled from behind. Jongho fell hard, face first onto the ground and someone quickly placed their hand over his mouth so he couldn’t speak.

“Sshhhh,” a man’s voice whispered as he dragged Jongho backwards.

Once they were in the safety of the brush for camouflage, the man leaned over to look at Jongho.

“What the fuck,” Jongho snapped, punching the man in the chest.

“Calm down,” San whispered.

“You scared the shit out of us,” Jongho snapped. “Are you hurt?”

“Nah man,” San smirked, “These bitches can’t touch me.”

“I saw the blood on your car and thought the worse,” Jongho explained.

“Awww,” San smiled, “were you worried about me, big boy?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Jongho snarled. “What are you doing?”

“I saw that asshole when I was driving to meet up with you and he was headed this direction so I pulled over and killed him,” San explained. “I'm pretty sure he was headed to this house.”

“You should have let me know what was going on,” Jongho demanded.

“I guess I didn’t think,” San rolled his eyes. “Anyways I was watching and a group of men just left.”

“Let me guess, you want to go inside,” Jongho sighed.

“Of course I do,” San nodded. “I gotta see if they left anything behind.”

“Seonghwa gave us a mission that we have to finish,” Jongho stated.

“If we don’t do this right now, anything left behind could be lost,” San pleaded his case.

“Fine,” Jongho conceded.

They snuck over to the house, remaining out of sight to any onlookers.  They made entrance through a side window.  Once inside they listened quietly.

They could hear noise coming from a room upstairs. Then a door opened up and they could hear heels clicking on the wooden floor as a woman walked down the stairs. 

Jongho and San kneeled down behind some boxes that were in the room, hoping that they would not be discovered by whoever was coming into the room.  The woman entered and headed straight for the door. As she reached for the door knob, she stopped and looked around, thinking that she heard something or someone else in the room. She started to walk in the direction of the boxes where Jongho and San were hiding when her phone rang in her purse. She turned back around, walking out of the house while answering it. 

San and Jongho waited until the door was completely shut before coming out of hiding. They snuck upstairs to the room where the woman was prior to leaving, looking around to make sure there was no one else in the house.

Upon entering the room, they saw what looked like a base for security. There were multiple monitors and a computer. Everything was locked and unfortunately neither one of them had the capabilities to hack into the systems.

“Ghost,” Jongho said into his earpiece. “Can you hear me?”

“Is Viper ok?” Yeosang asked.

“Yea he’s good,” Jongho answered. 

“Where the fuck are you guys? Dragon is freaking out that neither one of you guys are here yet,” Yeosang announced.

“Can you see where I am?” Jongho asked.

“No, your location isn’t visible,” Yeosang said. “But you guys need to get here like now.”

“We’re coming,” Jongho said as he started walking out of the room.

San took the knife that was strapped to this ankle and cut the cords attached to the modem of the computer. After there was nothing attached, he picked the modem up and carried it out of the room, following Jongho outside.

Back at the mansion, Minghao, Wooyoung, and Y/N continued to assassinate intruders from the rooftop. While Mingi and Hongjoong stood guard on the inside of the mansion on the lower level.  

The front door slowly opened and a woman walked inside, wearing all black.  She had a gun in her hand and two more in a chest holster.  She carefully looked around, not seeing anyone and so she continued to advance further inside.

“Stop right there,” Mingi ordered, coming out from around the corner.

“Fuck you,” the woman snarled, aiming her gun at his head.

“Aren’t you cute?” Hongjoong smirked, walking out from the corner behind her.

The woman kept her gun aimed at Mingi’s head while glancing back to see who was behind her.  The woman announced, “I will blow his fucking head o…”

Before the woman had time to finish the sentence a knife flew through the air landing in her temple. Blood gushing out from the wound and her body fell down onto the floor, flopping around for a few seconds.

Mingi and Hongjoong looked at where the knife came from and saw Yeosang smiling from the top of the staircase. 

“What?” Yeosang smirked. “Did you really think you assholes were going to be the only ones who were going to have some fun?”

“Thanks man,” Mingi smiled.

“Whatever,” Yeosang sighed, running down the steps and towards the back of the house.

Yunho watched the blood oozing out of the man’s neck with a smile on his face as a bullet whizzed by his head, snapping him back into reality. He bent down and grabbed his knife and ran off in the direction of another lone man. He continued to stab him and had the same results as the first.

As Yunho watched the blood oozing from his neck, a heavily armed assailant crept up behind him. The man pulled a gun out from his belt and aimed it at Yunho’s head. As he cocked the weapon, Yeosang slit his throat from ear to ear, nearly cutting his head off from behind. Yunho turned around, smiling when he saw the man fall to the ground. 

“I could think of something to stick in that hole,” Yunho smiled at Yeosang. “Thanks brother.”

Yeosang nodded before running off in the direction of the remaining men standing by the cars, still shooting their weapons at the mansion. Jongho and San pulled into the entrance of the mansion, parking their armored hummers behind the intruders blocking them in, as they started taking aim and shooting at the trespassers.  Realizing they were surrounded, the invaders stopped shooting and took off in different directions, attempting to escape alive.

As the enemies snuck away and started to disappear out of sight, Wooyoung put his gun down and looked in Y/N’s direction.

“You did amazing,” he said as a white glint flashed through his eyes. “Are you sure you never shot a gun before?”

A vision flashed into Y/N’s head.

A woman opened the door of a bathroom using her handgun, entering the blood filled room. She happily pranced over to the bathtub, raising the handgun up to the curtain closed around the standing tub. She slowly started opening the blood stained curtain…

The vision was so clear, it felt like she was watching a scene in a movie, but the feeling was so intense. Y/N could feel the excitement the woman with the gun was experiencing.

She violently shook her head, snapping her back to reality.

Y/N quickly shook her head hoping no one would notice the brief moment that she spent revisiting something that she must’ve seen on a movie or tv show. “No, I never shot a gun. I told you, this is the first time I even held one.”

“I never heard of anyone being able to pick up a gun and shoot the way you did, without any experience,” Wooyoung explained his reason for doubt.

“I don’t know what to tell you,” Y/N huffed, “you did give me really good directions on what to do.”

Wooyoung grabbed Y/N’s waist, drawing her close against him, “whatever the reason is, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Seonghwa wants us all to go down into his office,” Minghao interrupted.

Wooyoung and Y/N looked at Minghao, annoyed.

“You couldn’t have waited a few more minutes before interrupting,” Y/N asked. “We were kind of in the middle of something.”

“No it couldn’t wait,” Minghao smirked. “You have all night to do this shit but Seonghwa wants us in his office now.”

“You’re kind of a dick,” Wooyoung snarled, releasing Y/N and heading towards the door of the rooftop.

Minghao shrugged his shoulders displaying a clear smirk, “I’ve been called far worse by a lot better.”

Everyone made their way into Seonghwa’s office, finding empty seats to occupy and waited patiently to hear what the boss had to say.

Seonghwa took a deep breath and looked up from his desk, “everyone did a great job,” he announced. “That mess outside needs to be cleaned up though.”

Yunho smiled, sitting up, “I’ll take care of the bodies.”

“No,” Seonghwa shook his head. “You know my rules about dead bodies, Yunho.”

Yunho sighed, leaning back in his seat again, “I guess.”

“With that being said, I still want you and Jongho to dispose of the bodies,” Seonghwa ordered, lighting a cigar while leaning back into his chair. “The exchange that we learned was going down from Hani will be happening tomorrow night. We need to step in and make sure it doesn't happen. San, Wooyoung, and Mingi, I am trusting that you will be able to complete this mission successfully.”

The three nodded without any resistance.

Seonghwa continued, “the helicopter will be here in an hour, it will take you to Thailand, I have arranged overnight accommodations, and you will handle this tomorrow.”

“Yes sir,” Mingi and San said in unison.

Seonghwa looked at Wooyoung since he didn’t respond and noticed he was staring at Y/N.

Seonghwa cleared his throat in an attempt to get Wooyoung's attention, unsuccessfully.

“Am I bothering you, Wooyoung,” Seonghwa snarled, snapping Wooyoung out of the trance that he was in.

“No not at all,” Wooyoung said, looking a little confused.

“Did you hear a word I said?” Seonghwa asked.

“Yea I heard everything,” Wooyoung announced, standing up from his seat on the sofa. “Since we are leaving in an hour, I have some stuff to get done.”

“Nobody said you were dismissed,” Jongho growled, standing up.

“It’s fine,” Seonghwa said, waving his hand in the air. “You all can go.”

Everyone stood up and exited Seonghwa’s office.

Y/N followed Wooyoung into his bedroom and sat down onto his bed. Wooyoung initially didn’t say anything. He grabbed a bag, throwing some clothing inside, a few weapons, and a pair of shoes. He could feel Y/N silently watching him. He turned around to look at her, “what?”

“Please be careful,” Y/N sighed.

“I’m always careful,” Wooyoung announced.

Y/N stood up and walked over to Wooyoung. She gently placed her hand on his cheek, while staring intently into his eyes. “I’m being serious, you better come back to me safely,” she ordered as a white glint flashed in her eyes.

Where Y/N’s hand was pressed against his face, the contact sent shockwaves throughout his body. He smirked, “nothing will stop me from getting back to you.”

Wooyoung placed his hand on the swell of Y/N’s back, pulling her in close to him, “now where were we?”

Y/N smirked, closing her eyes and slowly leaning towards him. The door flew open and Hongjoong trotted through the threshold.

“Seonghwa wants you in his office, little bitch,” Hongjoong announced.

Wooyoung pushed away from Y/N, pretending as though nothing was happening.

“Ooooh what was going on in here?” Hongjoong teased.

“Nothing mother fucker,” Wooyoung growled storming past him to exit the room. Before leaving he turned and looked at Y/N, “I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

“Oh yes baby, I’ll be waiting,” Hongjoong said in a mocking voice.

Y/N smacked Hongjoong’s arm, “Please be safe, Woo.”

Wooyoung proceeded to leave the room to go find San and Mingi.

Y/N looked at Hongjoong, “What the hell was that about?” she asked.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Hongjoong smirked. “But Seonghwa wants you in his office now.”

She huffed as she walked past him and made her way to Seonghwa’s office, closing the door after entering.

“Sit down,” Seonghwa ordered.

Y/N did as she was told and waited for further instructions.

“San found a modem in an abandoned house while he was out on his excursion.  He brought it home but apparently it was wiped clean when they left the house. However, Yeosang was able to recover one photo. I was wondering if you could tell me about it.” Seonghwa explained handing a picture over to her.

Y/N took the photo and stared at a woman sitting at a desk.

Another vision popped into her head. Two young girls, both under the age of ten, ran hand in hand out of a beautiful victorian style home. They ran down a path until they reached a dock at the edge of a huge lake. Both girls slide out of their sandals, taking a seat on the dock, placing their feet into the water in unison.

Y/N could feel the coldness of the water engulfing her feet as the smaller of the two girls happily kicked her feet in the lake’s water.

“Care to share,” Seonghwa growled.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟻 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟺 ♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟼♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟻 - 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘𝚢𝚜

Wooyoung pulled Y/N into his bedroom and slammed the door behind them. He walked over to the closet, grabbing a sweatshirt and then retrieving a pair of sweatpants from the dresser. He glared at Y/N before throwing the clothing in her direction.

“Go get that fucking blood off of you and get dressed,” Wooyoung growled.

“I’m sorry,” Y/N started as she grabbed the clothing that was thrown at her.

“GOOOOOO” Wooyoung yelled.

Y/N’s eyes widened, she didn’t dare to say another word as she exited the bedroom, going into the bathroom for a quick shower. Y/N locked the bathroom door behind her, knowing that locking the door doesn’t actually prevent anyone from entering, however, she still took that extra precaution for a little peace of mind.

Y/N turned the shower on, got undressed and entered the shower. She took the fastest shower that she could, not wanting to make Wooyoung even more angry for taking too long. After her shower, she put the new clothing on, gathered up the dirty clothing that she was wearing, and returned to Wooyoung’s bedroom. She slowly turned the door knob and opened the door, expecting to see him sitting at the desk, cleaning one of his many weapons like he was doing the previous night that she showered. To her dismay, the room was dark and Wooyoung appeared to already be laying in his bed. Y/N quietly closed the door behind her, she placed the dirty clothing in the corner of the room with the other dirty clothing that she was wearing the night she arrived, and she crawled into bed, careful not to disturb her angry captor. 

Y/N faced away from Wooyoung and pulled the covers up over herself. She closed her eyes, trying to find some peace, unsuccessfully. She didn’t like the fact that Wooyoung was as angry with her as he was.  But, she also didn’t understand why this bothered her as much as it did.  

She layed restless for the majority of the night, unable to sleep, but peacefully listened to Wooyoung’s breathing. She couldn’t help but smile when Wooyoung let out a slight moan as he rolled over, pressing his body against hers. She laid like that, her eyes becoming heavy and she fell into a deep slumber.

A few hours later, Wooyoung slowly opened his eyes and felt Y/N’s body pressed against his. He reached out and placed an arm onto her, until reality set in. His eyes got wide and he removed his arm as quickly as he placed it on her. He looked over at his phone on the nightstand next to his bed. Since it was 4:55 in the morning, he figured he would get up and start his day. 

Wooyoung crawled out of bed, got dressed and quietly left the bedroom without disturbing Y/N. He walked down the stairs and then down the other set of stairs in the back of the house. He walked through the den and went into the indoor shooting range, the only place that brings him any kind of serenity. 

Wooyoung grabbed his Glock G17 9MM out of a cabinet and put on earmuffs and goggles and walked over to the firing lane. He took aim at a target and began shooting.

He was finally able to gain some tranquility and could clear his mind. After a few hours of shooting, he placed his Glock back into the cabinet and left the shooting range.

The morning sun was shining through the windows onto Y/N, who was peacefully sleeping. She slowly opened her eyes, stretching and looking around. Surprisingly, disappointed when she realized Wooyoung was no longer in bed with her. She Rubbed her face with her hands and pushed the covers off of her.  She slowly crawled out of bed and walked out of the room. She made her way downstairs and went into the kitchen, seeing no one else along the way. She opened the refrigerator looking for something quick to eat.

“Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” a man’s voice said from behind her.

Y/N jumped, quickly turning around, surprised that she didn’t recognize the man standing before her.

“Who are you?” Y/N asked with concern in her voice.

“I’m Minghao,” he responded, “and you must be the lovely Y/N that I’ve heard so much about.”

“Yea I’m her,” Y/N hesitantly responded. “I’m sorry but I have no idea who you are.”

“That’s ok, darling,” Minghao smiled. “But now that we met, I can guarantee that you’ll never forget me.”

Y/N didn’t know how to respond so she just smiled then turned back to the refrigerator. She grabbed a bottle of orange juice and placed it onto the counter. She then started opening cabinets, looking for glassware to use.

“Do you live here too?” Y/N wondered.

“No,” Minghao said. “I’m just visiting.”

“By choice?” she asked.

“Of course by choice,” Minghao snapped. 

“Are you bothering my personal guest?” Seonghwa asked, walking into the kitchen.

Y/N examined both of the men while raising an eyebrow, “Ooooh I get it, this is your boyfriend,” she said.

Minghao bursted into laughter as Seonghwa defensively said, “No, we are not boyfriends!”

“So he’s just your lover?” Y/N inquired. “Hey whatever works for you guys. I never liked titles either.”

“I am not gay!” Seonghwa snapped.

“Ok ok, you’re not gay,” Y/N smiled turning around to continue to search for a glass. “Would you say you’re bisexual then?”

Seonghwa walked over behind Y/N, placing his hands around her waist. He leaned his face down so he could whisper into her ear, “do you need to prove to you how straight I actually am?” 

Y/N shivered when she felt Seonghwa’s breath touch her ear, “and how exactly do you want to prove that?” she smirked.

“Seonghwa, you gotta see this,” Mingi yelled running into the kitchen. “There’s something on the news about the shit from last night.”

Seonghwa released Y/N and they all followed Mingi out of the kitchen and into the living room.

The television was already on and most of the other guys were already in the living room watching the news.

News anchorman: “This morning the bodies of two men were discovered in an alleyway in Daegu. They were identified as Kim Woojin and Shin Hoseok. Kim Woojin appeared to be disemboweled and Shin Hoseok was executed by some kind of assault rifle. It appears to be gang related and police will continue their investigation into these events. If you have any information that could assist with the investigation please contact your local police agency. Stay tuned for more information.”

Seonghwa turned to San, “I thought you said, only Hoseok was there.”

“Yea that’s all that was there,” San argued. “Woo killed him then we left.”

“Why would Seven kill one of their own?” Mingi wondered.

“Probably to prove a point,” Y/N interjected. 

Jongho glared at her, “who told you that you may speak?” he asked.

“I’m a human, I don’t need permission to speak,” Y/N snapped.

“Stop it, Jongho,” Seonghwa ordered. “What do you mean it was done to prove a point?”

“Well I’m just saying, maybe Woojin was supposed to be there too and he was blamed for Hoseok’s failure in obtaining me,” Y/N suggested.

“That actually makes sense,” Hongjoong raised an eyebrow, looking at Y/N. 

“I’m not as stupid as you thought I was,” Y/N smirked at Hongjoong.

“I never said you were stupid, you just have bad luck when thinking,” he smiled looking away.

Wooyoung entered the room, “what’s going on?” 

“Can they trace the bullets back to you?” Seonghwa asked.

“What?” Wooyoung wondered, confused. “Who?”

“Last night, did you use your ‘Devil’ bullets last night?” San elaborated.

“Of course I did,” Wooyoung smiled, proudly. “That’s my signature.”

“You fucking idiot,” Yeosang snapped.

“What did you call me?” Wooyoung gasped as a red glint flashed through his eyes.

“If the fucking shoe fits, wear it,” Yeosang retorted not intimidated in the least.

“They still don’t know who the Devil is,” Yunho pointed out.

“True but when they figure it out, they’ll be able to pin another murder on him,” San argued.

“That seems like a problem for another day,” Hongjoong announced.

“This is serious,” Seonghwa snapped. “They're gonna give this investigation their all since it is out in the media now.”

“Seven will probably do what they always do and kill the lead detectives on this one, since they are responsible for one of the murders themselves and don’t want it to get traced back to them,” Y/N said.

Everyone turned to look at her, surprised by the revelation.  

“How do you know so much about them?” Seonghwa asked.

“I don’t know, I just know stuff,” Y/N sighed. “I really wish I could give you a better answer but I can’t.”

“If Seven was behind this then they must know we have Y/N again,” Wooyoung interrupted.

“They’re probably going to come here for her again,” Mingi added.

“And when they do, we will be ready,” Seonghwa smiled.

“I need to do something too,” Y/N demanded. “I can’t just wait like a sitting duck.”

“Ok,” Seonghwa smiled, “we’ll train you. San, you’re responsible for her fighting skills and Wooyoung, you can handle target practice.”

“What am I gonna do?” Yunho asked, disappointed that he was left out.

“You can teach her knife throwing,” Seonghwa said.

Yunho smiled at Y/N creepily, “oooh we’re going to have so much fun.”

“The training starts now,” San said standing up.

“Not yet,” Seonghwa announced. “We have some business to handle first.”

San sat back down on the sofa, slightly disappointed.

“As you all know, I brought a guest back with me,” Seonghwa started. “Have you all met Minghao?”

“That’s his boyfriend,” Y/N stated.

Everyone turned to look at her with wide eyes, shocked that she dared to say a comment like that.

Seonghwa snarled but before he had time to respond, Minghao spoke up, “oh honey, if he was my lover, he would never want to leave the bedroom.”

“I get that,” Y/N smiled at the response.

“Anyways, this is Minghao,” Seonghwa announced. “His family owns one of the largest arms dealers in China and we are discussing the options of expanding our arsonal.”

Yunho lit up with excitement, “So we’re getting new toys?”

“Possibly,” Seonghwa nodded while making eye contact with Minghao signaling for him to take over.

Minghao stood up and retrieved a stack of manila folders. He handed each boy a folder that had their name written on the tab on top. The boys immediately opened their personalized folders.

“Inside are a few options that Seonghwa and I were discussing for each of you. I included specific details on the weapon itself along with the care and uptake for each item. I would like to hear opinions after you have a chance to review your folders and we can go from there.”

“A-M20,” Yunho read out loud, “a fucking submachine gun!”

“Oh god,” Y/N sighed. “Should I be worried?”

Yunho looked up from his folder to make eye contact with Y/N and slowly nodded his head with wide eyes and a creepily evil smile on his lips.

“So if you have questions, feel free to ask me anything,” Minghao continued.

“I have a question,” Yunho blurted out. “When will my new toys be here?”

“Yunho!” Seonghwa snarled. “Calm down.”

“I’m sorry, I’m just excited,” Yunho explained looking back down at the different weapons listed in his folder.  

“Alright guys,” Seonghwa smiled. “You have one week to look thoroughly through everything in your folders and we’ll discuss more later.”

“Are we excused?” Hongjoong asked, clearly uninterested.

“Is this boring you?” Jongho wondered, glaring at Hongjoong.

“I mean, I have other matters to attend to,” Hongjoong announced.

“Go,” Seonghwa snapped. 

San smiled standing up, he grabbed Y/N’s arm and pulled her up to a standing position.

“Come, little girl, training is in session,” San smirked, walking out of the room.

Y/N followed San down the stairs located in the back of the mansion. They walked through the den and entered a room at the end of a hall. Inside the room was some weight lifting equipment, a few heavy bags, some speed bags, focus training equipment, gym gloves, hand wraps, cardio equipment, and a boxing ring.

San climbed inside the boxing ring and turned around to look at Y/N. “Come on,” he said, waving her to climb inside.

“I don’t know about this,” she hesitated while climbing the ring.

“I’m not going to take it easy on you either,” San proclaimed, “Just because you’re a girl.”

“I don’t want you to take it easy on me,” Y/N snapped. “Being a girl has nothing to do with anything.”

San smiled, reaching out and grabbed onto Y/N’s shirt, aggressively. “I want to see what you got,” he said.

She moved in closer to San, staring into his eyes, she placed her foot close to his, grabbed him by the shirt pushing him backwards, then swept her leg around and behind his ankle, pushing at the same time. San lost his balance and fell backwards onto the mat.

San looked up at Y/N with a slight smile of approval on his face, “not bad,” he said.

San and Y/N continued to spar for the next few hours, taking a few breaks in between to talk and rest.

“Alright, I guess that’s enough for the day,” San said. 

“Did I do ok?” she asked.

“Yea not too bad, especially for your first day of training,” San smiled. “Did you have any form of training before?”

“No,” Y/N shook her head, “no training at all.”

“You did exceptional then,” San smirked. “You’re really picking things up quickly but you still need a lot more training.”

San was leaning against a wall wiping his face with a white towel. After he was done he threw the towel into a pile of dirty towels in the corner of the gym.

Y/N walked over to San and stared into his eyes, she brought her right hand up to San’s face and rubbed his cheek with her thumb.

“That towel must not have been cleaned, you had something black on your face,” Y/N explained. 

San continued to stare into her eyes, he slowly leaned in towards her, closing his eyes. She smirked and kissed San on the cheek, “thanks for everything, I really appreciate it,” she said.

Y/N quickly turned around and ran out of the gym leaving San behind, flabbergasted.

♥️♠️Later that evening♦️♣️

Wooyoung left the shooting range and headed up to his bedroom. He walked inside his room and saw Y/N sitting on his bed. She smiled as he walked in but he didn’t respond. He walked over and sat down at his desk and began taking his 9MM apart to clean.

Y/N sat up, facing him, “why haven’t you talked to me all day?” she asked.

Wooyoung didn’t respond, he didn’t even look in her direction.

“I’m so sorry, Woo,” Y/N sighed. “Please just talk to me.”

“You don’t get to call me that,” he snarled. 

“Why are you being like this?”Y/N asked.

Wooyoung slammed the gun down onto the desk and spun around in his chair, “you let me down. Now I can never trust you again.”

“I said I’m sorry,” she pleaded.

“Sorry isn’t good enough,” Wooyoung glared.

“I was trying to save your life,” Y/N said, looking down at the ground.

“What bullshit is that?” Wooyoung growled.

“They're not going to stop,” Y/N teared up. “They’re going to keep coming and I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.”

Wooyoung stared at Y/N blankly for a moment, evaluating her expressions, trying to sense if she’s being honest. He stood up and walked to the window to look outside without saying anything.

Y/N slowly walked up behind him, placing a hand on his upper arm. “Please, I don’t think I can handle you being mad at me any longer,” she pleaded.

A white glint flashed through his eyes, shortly followed by a glint of red. He quickly turned around grabbing y/n by the shoulders and pushed her against the wall. He got inches from her face. She could feel Wooyoung’s hot breath stinging her lips. “Is this what you fucking want?” he asked.

Y/N’s breathing became more intense as she stood still staring into his eyes. 

“Tell me, Y/N, is this what you want to happen?” Wooyoung snarled again.

Y/N didn’t know how to respond, mainly because she didn’t know the answer to the question. A part of her wanted it, more than she wanted to admit. And the other part didn’t. She was fearful of the feelings she was having and didn’t fully understand them. Therefore, she just continued to stare, intently.

“ANSWER ME!” Wooyoung yelled. He backed up and punched the wall, missing Y/N’s head only by a few inches, “DAMN IT!!!”

He turned around, kicked the chair over, and stormed out of the room leaving Y/N alone in the bedroom, dazed.

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰 - 𝔠𝔥.1 - 𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 1 : 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲?

𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔢'𝔰 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔠𝔥.2

Y/N rolled over on the bed, stretching out her short legs and arms. She opened her eyes, blinking a few times, attempting to adjust her vision. She quickly sat up, realizing she was in an unfamiliar location. Panicked, she continued to look around the strange room.

“You’re finally awake,” a girl said from across the room. “I was wondering how long you were going to sleep.”

Startled, Y/N jumped, turning around to face the direction that the voice was coming from while grabbing her chest. “Who are you?” Y/N asked.

The girl laughed a non threatening, almost inviting laugh before speaking, “I’m your new roommate, Ryujin.”

“My new roommate?” Y/N repeated. “I don’t understand. Where am I?”

“Where are you?” Ryujin repeated before laughing again. “You’re standing in your new room with the best possible roommate you could have ever gotten.”

Y/N stared with a look of confusion on her face without responding.

“Come on,” Ryujin motioned for Y/N to follow her. “I have specific orders to take you to see Mr. Kim whenever you wake up.”

“Who’s Mr. Kim?” Y/N asked, getting up off the bed to follow Ryujin out of the room.

Ryujin giggled, “you’ll get all of your answers in a little bit.”

“Am I dreaming?” Y/N wondered, following her down a long corridor. 

“No silly,” Ryujin smiled, leading Y/N down a staircase and exited the building, making their way to another building.

“This is the Halls of Hades,” Ryujin explained with a huge smile on her face. “This is where all of our classes are held and the dining hall is in here too. But I’ll show you all of that later.”

Y/N silently followed Ryujin, listening to everything she was saying, attempting to absorb all of the information.

“You’re so pretty,” Ryujin announced as they started walking up a staircase located right inside of the lobby.  

“Um, thank you,” Y/N sighed, not knowing what to say.

“The boys will love you here,” Ryujin smiled, leading them into an office on the second floor. “Mr. Kim, she’s awake.”

A man was sitting at a desk, looking down at a stack of papers he had laying before him. He removed the glasses from his face, gently laying them onto the desk before looking up at Y/N with a wide smile on his face. “Welcome, Y/N,” Key smiled.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked.

“Please, take a seat,” Key motioned to the chairs in front of his desk. “Make yourself comfortable.”

“Why am I here?” Y/N asked, while sitting in one of the chairs. “And where is here anyways?”

“That’s an awful lot of questions,” Key continued to smile. “This is Athena Academy, it’s a school for the gifted and we are honored that you finally joined us.”

“The gifted?” Y/N repeated. “But I’m not gifted.”

“Sure you are. Everyone is gifted in some way. Some more than others though,” Key explained. 

“How did I get here?” Y/N asked.

“Your parents thought it was a good idea for you to come here to further your education and I had to agree with them,” Key said.

“But I don’t want to be here,” Y/N whined. “I just want to go home.”

“Nobody leaves once they’re here,” Ryujin interrupted. “But don’t worry you’re going to love it. So what is she?”

“What am I?” Y/N asked, confused.

“Yea, like are you a wolf or a witch or a vampire like me?” Ryujin continued.

“She’s human,” Key said, firmly.

“Wolf, witch, vampire…” Y/N whispered. “What’s going on?”

Ryujin glared at Y/N, “you’re not too smart are you?”

“RYUJIN, knock that off,” Key snapped. 

She looked down at the ground, sulking, “I'm sorry.”

“Anyways, I know this is a lot to take in, but, you will come to terms with everything and once you do, I’m sure you will fit right in.” Key smiled.

“So just like that,” Y/N shrugged, “I have no say, I live here and go to school here and there is nothing I can do or say that will change that.”

“See I knew you would understand,” Key smiled. “Ryujin will show you around and introduce you to some of our other students.”

“Ok,” Y/N sighed, practically in tears.

“Can we be excused now?” Ryujin asked, still staring down at the ground.

“Yes,” Key said, smiling again. “Oh and Y/N, if you have any issues, my office is always open to you.”

“Ok, thank you,” Y/N said, following Ryujin out of the office.  

Once the office doors were fully closed, Ryujin turned to look at Y/N. “So you’re just a human?”

“Yea,” Y/N nodded. “I didn’t know any of the other options were real.”

“Why are you here then?” Ryujin asked. “You’re literally the only human at this school.”

“I wish I had an answer for you but I don’t know,” Y/N sighed.

“I guess we have time to figure that out,” Ryujin smiled. She grabbed Y/N’s arm, pulling her behind her. “Come on, I'll show you around.”

Y/N silently followed Ryujin, amazed by everything that she was seeing. Ryujin led her into what appeared to be a library of some sort that had a bunch of students relaxing on different pieces of furniture.

“Hey guys,” Ryujin said, full of excitement. “This is my new roommate, Y/N.”

“She smells awful,” Sunghoon snarled, not looking up from his phone.

“Hi,” Y/N hesitated, unsure of what else to say to the room full of unwelcoming students.

A boy appeared in front of her, holding a teddy bear with a huge smile on his face, “I’m Sunoo.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Y/N smiled.

Before Y/N knew what was happening, Sunoo had her wrapped in a warm embrace. “Sunghoon, she doesn’t smell awful,” he announced as he released the girl. “Teddy even likes her smell. He said she smells good enough to eat.”

“Excuse me?” Y/N asked, confused.

Sunoo pushed his teddy bear firmly against Y/N then pulled it back and hit her with it, “what are you?”

“That’s enough,” Jungwon said, appearing next to the boy. 

“You’re no fun,” Sunoo pouted, walking away to sit back down on the floor alone with his teddy bear.

Jungwon placed his hand out in front of him, waiting for the new girl to put her hand into his. Y/N stared for a moment then decided to shake his hand. “Welcome to Athena Academy,” Jungwon smiled. “I’m Jungwon.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Jungwon,” Y/N smiled. She quickly pulled her hand back, staring at it confused. “Your hand is so cold.”

Heeseung laughed while appearing behind her. “You’re not that smart, are you?”

“I’m smart,” Y/N argued, turning around but not seeing anyone there.

Heeseung appeared behind her again, running his finger over her throat, under her left ear. “Do you know how easy it would be for me to kill you right now?”

“Heeseung!” Jungwon snapped, “Leave the poor human alone.”

Heeseung said nothing as he walked over and sat down next to Niki who was laughing quietly to himself. Y/N looked around, searching the room for her roommate, hoping she would lend her some assistance. But, Ryujin didn’t seem to notice what was going on. She was standing next to Jay while staring at him. She reached her hand out to touch his hair when Jay smacked it away.

“Knock it off,” Jay hissed.

“Let me touch you,” Ryujin ordered, reaching to touch him again.

Jay smacked her hand away again, “Not here,” he snarled.

“Oooooh,” Ryujin smiled. “Do you want to get out of here?”

Jay took a deep breath while rolling his eyes, “that’s not what I meant.”

“Is that your boyfriend?” Y/N asked, innocently.

“Yes.” Ryujin smiled.

“No.” Jay snapped.

“You two are so funny together,” Jake announced, turning around in his chair. 

“Fuck you, Jake,” Jay hissed.

“Awww, you look so sexy when you’re angry,” Ryujin smiled while reaching out to touch Jay again only to have her hand smacked away. Ryujin laughed in response.

“Hiding a human in here, huh?” Changmin asked, entering the lounge along with Eric and Juyeon.

“We’re not hiding a human,” Jungwon sighed, sitting back down in his original seat.

“I mean it kind of looks like you are,” Changmin argued. 

“I would have chosen a better human but I guess beggars can't be choosy,” Juyeon smirked, looking at Y/N from head to toe.

“Do you hear her heart racing?” Changmin laughed. “She’s scared guys.”

Eric appeared in front of Y/N with eyes as dark as night and fangs exposed, “You’re making this too much fun,” he said.

Eric bit down on her neck causing Y/N to scream out in fear, “help me, please,” she begged.

Eric smiled as he continued to drink. He got more joy when his victims pleaded and begged for their lives. Nothing was going to stop him from taking what he wanted.

Eric released the innocent girl, falling to the floor, smoke pouring out of his mouth. “What the fuck,” he screamed.

Changmin laughed as he watched his friend suffer. 

“What’s happening,” Ryujin asked, confused.

Eric ran out of the room in the blink of an eye.

“What just happened?” Jake asked.

Everyone looked at Y/N, shocked. 

“What are you?” Jungwon gasped.

𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔢'𝔰 𝔪𝔩 🌕 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 🌕 𝔫𝔢𝔵𝔱

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