-9096- PROLOGUE
Prologue
The red light district, Itaewon has been famous of its clubs, bars, cheap hotels and accommodating prostitution activities. Neon signs lined up, lighting the streets, giving a nightlife atmosphere around it. The streets filled with youngsters and adults, all there for the same reason, pleasure.
In a small back alley of the same district, a young man with black suits that seemed a little to big for his petite waist, coming out from the back door exit. His long raven hair covered part of his eyes and his dangling earrings when he threw out his stomach contain into a garbage bin. He couldn’t feel the cold and mossy wall that his palm was leaning to. His whole body feels numbed and he knew that there’s no way he could escape from his responsibilities no matter how pale he looked.
“Kim Jaejoong!”
The young man turned, hearing his name being called. A man at his late forties, stood right in front of him with a furious face.
"Yes…boss?"
The older man pushed Jaejoong’s forehead with his middle finger in disgust.
"Ya Segkya! What the fvck are you doing here!? Get your ass back in before I make your pretty face disappear from this earth!”
Jaejoong felt his stomach churned, and it’s not compromising with his current situation. But he fought his urge to throw up and entered the club.
The booming sound of the trance song that was played in the club made his head spun. Somehow, he managed to walk pass the sea of human and headed to the narrow hallway where the private rooms are. As he passed through a couple making out, he saw a door, slightly ajar, revealing a scene that he didn’t want to witness, an old man fondling a lady escort’s breast.
He shut his eyes and sprint to the end of the hallway. He stopped right in front of a door with VIP sign on it. The two guards nodded and let him enter.
"Ah..my angel has come back…come sit here…."
Jaejoong walk towards his guest and sat next to him. “You look beautiful, my angel. I was wondering if you could kindly give me your name.” The man who appeared to be at his thirties whispered while his hands crept down to Jaejoong’s bum and squeezed it. Jaejoong heaved out, he still couldn’t believe that he’s doing this because of his family's debt.
"Erh…Yang-ssi…please drink this." Jaejoong shifted the older man’s attention by handing a glass of whisky to the other’s hand. The man smiled and caressed Jaejoong’s pale face. "My, my, such a persistent boy. Well, cheers for you, my angel."
After Jaejoong persuaded him to finish his whisky and Cognac, his guest got drunk and fell asleep. Jaejoong sneaked out silently, and left the room.
‘Gosh, how long should I keep avoiding them? God, if you’re out there, please put this to an end…’
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Jung Enterprise; 03:04 PM (Local Time)
A lady was fixing her hair and her skirts while carrying a small stack of files on her right hand. She knocked two times before she enters her boss’s office.
"Welcome to Seoul, Jung-sajangnim."
The man turned to take a look at his new secretary. He observed her for a while then walked casually towards his secretary. He leaned forward to her until he could smell her aroma.
"Hmm..Kenzo Flower. Don’t use perfume. I’m allergic to it." said her boss in disgust.
The secretary nodded in fear and left. Outside the room, several employees were eavesdropping.
"Ya, Tiffany, what did the boss do to you? Did he flirt with you?"
"You’ve gotta becareful Tiff. Rumours say that he’s a playboy. You don’t want to get kicked out of the office because he’s done with you."
"But that was the best opportunity to blackmail him. You know, force him to…"
Tiffany felt uneasy; she heeded them and sat on her desk. Not long after, the intercom rang. She fidgeted and picked it up on the third beep.
“Y-yes…sir?"
"and tell your friend to stop eavesdropping. I don’t want to fire employees on my first day of work."
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Inside his office, the man picked up his mobile phone and pressed on a number. He placed his phone on his ears
"YooChun, It's me, Yunho. Care for some chicks?"
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A/N: This is seriously a crap. Forgive me. I'm not that good at writing fanfics.