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Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Translated by Naralara
Edited by Naralara

Eunhan was silently lost in thought. Not knowing that the morning sun was dazzling, he sat quietly by the window. He liked to sit by the window. As he gazed down on downtown Miami, his mind slowly emptied. He often did this when his head was complicated. When he completely emptied his head and thought about the tasks to be done one by one, no matter how many tasks or how complex, the tasks were often organized.

“Babe.”

Eunhan turned to the voice that called him. Chris was standing with a mug of coffee in both hands. A high-pitched, friendly voice. But unlike usual, Chris didn’t do it because he wanted to sound like that, but for Eunhan. It was the comfort from Chris, who could not do anything for Eunhan, who was depressed.

“Are you fine, huh?”

He wasn’t okay at all. Being dragged and killed by Vasily Kaminsky wasn’t a good thing at all. But in fact, the affair was fine. The thing that Eunhan didn’t really like was the future he couldn’t see. And Kay knew it all too well.

‘Give this to Kaminsky. It would be nice to put it in a place like a wallet.’

It was a small card that looked like nothing more than a product tag. Eunhan didn’t ask what it was. Even if he asked, Kay would not answer.

‘I can’t save you from Kaminsky right now. Because if you move, Kaminsky will be suspicious. But if you are in danger, I will unconditionally rescue you.’

Eunhan received a mug from Chris.

“Thanks.”

Chris asked Eunhan, who smiled and thanked him seriously.

“Yoon, you weren’t really raped, were you?”

Eunhan shook his head. Then Chris sighed. It seems that he thought was Eunhan raped.

“Not really.”

At Eunhan’s words, Chris pointed to Eunhan’s arm and neck.

“Then is he a vampire? Why is he chewing on human skins?”

After taking a sip of coffee, Eunhan answered.

“I guess it’s his taste.”

“Yoon.”

“Really. It’s not rape.”

It didn’t start voluntarily, but it wasn’t a complete rape either. Eunhan clenched his teeth. How the hell did this happen? What did he do wrong? No matter what he thought, he didn’t do anything wrong. But somehow, he was brought here. Ahhh. Eunhan screamed inwardly. Why did he have to worry like this! What did he do wrong!

As Eunhan’s face became distorted, Chris hugged him tightly.

“I’ll do something about it. Don’t worry, baby…”

Eunhan closed his eyes, while wrapped around Chris’s arms. He thinks that Chris was misunderstanding.

“No, it’s not rape. It really is not.”

But Chris wasn’t listening. He gave strength to the arm that was holding Eunhan, and Eunhan groaned. “Come on, wait. Don’t you feel like you’re hugging me too tight? Wait, Chris. Ugh…”

“Ugh, Chr…”

Eunhan squeezed his voice out. Chris said he was of Korean descent, but Eunhan sometimes couldn’t believe it. Even more so now, when a normal man like himself was losing his life from Chris’s comforting hug. ”Hey, get your hands off me, let me go, let go…” When his eyes turned black and Eunhan’s voice stopped coming out of his throat, Chris finally let go.

“Baby, you can only pretend to be this weak.”

‘Pretending to be weak…! Brutus, no, Chris Bergen, you too!’

When Eunhan glared at Chris with unjust eyes, Chris frowned as if he was sorry.

“Hey, Kaminsky didn’t rape me, but you just tried to kill me.”

“You’re making me worse than Kaminsky?”

Eunhan looked at Chris with his mouth tightly shut and shook his head.

“That’s… no.”

Where to compare? He didn’t know if there was such a thing like a bad guy who could be compared to Kaminsky. Eunhan buried his face in his lap. Kay’s voice rang in his ears. Eunhan closed his eyes as he felt Chris gently brushing his hair.

Can he run away?

-But, I can’t come back here again. I have to start over. Somewhere with no friends or acquaintances…

How the hell did this happen? Someone made his life like this…

Suddenly, the bell rang and Chris’ hand fell. After letting Chris open the door, Eunhan started digging into the root of the situation again. Someone made his life like this…

“Didn’t I tell you that I’ll make you a eunuch if I see you again?”

“Get out of the way. I have something to do with my cousin.”

Oh, that bastard!

Eunhan shook his head. It was because of this bastard. He was the root of all evil! Him, him, him! Eunhan clenched his teeth, and Chris tried to stop him. However, Eunhan clenched his fists tightly, reluctantly got up and then sat down helplessly again. It wasn’t that his anger had subsided, it was that his legs had given up. It was still hard to give strength to his legs because of Vasily! Damn it! Eunhan was annoyed and banged his head against the wall. Bang, bang. He only hit twice, but someone hurriedly put a hand on his head. It was when Eunhan raised his head.

<Hey, are you crazy?!>

The person covering his head was Yoon Sunghan.

<Get away, you bastard.>

Eunhan growled, but Yoon Sunghan did not raise his hand. Suddenly, Eunhan looked at Sunghan’s face and frowned. It was a face he’d seen before. Throughout his entire stay in Korea, Sunghan alternated this face with an angry face. Eunhan looked at Sunghan with a face that looked crazy and jumped. He took a deep breath, as if to swear, and then took another breath—and then exhaled. It was like a wind blowing out of a balloon, and breath came out of Eunhan’s mouth.

<Yoon Sunghan.>

<Aren’t you going to call me hyung?>

<Go back to Korea. Don’t do anything, just go back.>

Sunghan shut his mouth. Still, he did not take his hand off Eunhan’s head. As if knowing that Sunghan wasn’t going to answer, Eunhan continued without giving Sunghan time to answer.

<What the hell are you looking for? I’m out of your life, and that’s how it’ll end. If it’s a movie, this is the part after the movie ended a long time ago and the staff names are going up one after another.>

<Eunhan-ah.>

<What you came here for is not my problem. And I don’t know what you want. But I’m tired of your face, so I’m not going back to Korea, and I earn enough to live well. So go.>

Sunghan removed his hand from Eunhan’s head.

<You may not know it well.>

Eunhan looked up at Sunghan. Sunghan’s face turned back to that of his ugly cousin. Eunhan said, <Yes, it could be.> and slapped Sunghan’s arm. At the same time he slapped Sunghan’s arm, Chris grabbed Sunghan’s back and pulled him out.

“Yoon, are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m fine.”

“I was surprised when you hit your head all of a sudden. Wouldn’t it be better to get some psychological counseling?”

Eunhan frowned.

“Don’t treat me like a madman.”

Chris raised Eunhan and muttered.

“Honestly, isn’t it amazing that you’re not crazy?”

Is it that he should go crazy? Eunhan looked up at Chris. Chris’ face was full of concern.

“I’m a little strong.”

Eunhan finally laughed. What should he do There was still an unknown device inside his pocket. The object that didn’t even make a rattling sound was making Eunhan’s spine shiver. Should he throw this thing away or not? Should he betray Vasily Kaminsky or not? Can he live or will he die? Hamlet was not Asian. Why did he have to worry about such nonsense?

“Why is this guy here?”

Chris nodded towards Sunghan.

“I don’t know.”

Eunhan answered indifferently.

“I came to see you. That man took you.”

Sunghan cried out in tears at the treatment he received like he was someone who didn’t exist. It was a nuance that he was worried, but Eunhan snorted.

“You saw me, so go.”

“Who’s that guy? Is he really a gangster?”

Chris laughed at Sunghan’s words. It was a really condescending laugh..

“I’d be happier if he was in a gang.”

If he was in a gang, Chris would have been able to provide some protection. He won’t want to mess with a cop friend for nothing. -Well, that’s not to say that there aren’t many people who want to do that, but they’ll probably hate it. Crazy people like that are usually caught quickly. Of course, there are some crazy people who don’t get caught. Those guys aren’t gang members.

-You can tell by looking at Vasily Kaminsky.

At the police officer Chris’ words, Sunghan bit his lip.

“Is Vasily Ivanovich Kaminsky scarier than a gangster?”

Sunghan asked Eunhan, but the answer came out of Chris’ mouth.

“Why don’t you just do a Google search? There’s quite a bit of data out there.”

And as a police officer, he added one more depressing word.

“That’s about 5% of the data the police have.”

Worried that the police might look incompetent, Chris looked at Eunhan and added one more time.

“The data the police have is about 5% of the data that Interpol has.”

They couldn’t catch him because they don’t have data. It was not that they couldn’t catch him because they were afraid. Chris pursed his lips with an unhappy face. Sunghan, who was listening to Chris, asked with a worried face.

“What, what does he do?”

Chris frowned and looked back at Eunhan. He was his cousin, so he wanted to ask if he could tell him a story like this. Eunhan chuckled. He walked away too. Chris was wary of whether Eunhan still had feelings for his family, as he might be with the famous criminal. Eunhan answered on behalf of Chris.

“He does many jobs. Arms dealer, the president of a mercenary company…, and.”

“Red Mafia Boss.”

That’s his main job, Chris added grimly.

“Red Mafia? What, does the Mafia have red, black, pink, yellow, and blue?”

Sunghan asked whether the Mafia were like the Five Eagle Brothers, was there a Pink Mafia too?! Eunhan answered with a low voice.

“I’m talking about the Russian mafia.”

<Russian Mafia?! Are you crazy, Yoon Eunhan!>

Sunghan groaned loudly. Ah, it was annoying. Eunhan frowned and turned his head away. Those who knew last were the most talkative. This law had never been broken. He screamed because he didn’t know what to do. Even if he tried to squeeze it out, his voice wouldn’t come out.

<I’m not crazy. didn’t you know I’m a dangerous man.>

<Are you kidding me? What happened? What are you involved in?!>

Sunghan pushed Chris away and grabbed Eunhan’s shoulders. Ugh, Eunhan’s face was wrinkled. The shoulder that Vasily had chewed was painful, but Eunhan didn’t dare say it.

<Did that bastard make your body like this?>

<That’s my problem, not yours.>

<Are you crazy? I can’t do this, did you sleep with the mafia?! Then, if there is a hole in your head-.>

Then what? Eunhan stared at the man who first pushed him down this path and who showed him a new world of rape (and a cousin in the past). He must have gained strength in his legs, this bastard, just as he was about to scream if he was going to die this time.

“What?”

A horrifying corps of suits came in swarms. It was as if they were in their own home, and Eunhan just looked at them with his mouth open. Nikolai, who was at the forefront of them, spoke with a bright smile.

“Lady, what are you doing?”