The Mafia With Luv
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Jaerin covered both his faces holding all his guilt back, he didn't know his parents were guilty.
Jaerin again opened the sheet in the map, although his crying did not stop and honestly he could not see other realities that would surely make his heart sliced.
Lots of photos of his parents holding a rifle, even they look creepy in all black clothes.
If it's true that both of his parents are assassins why no one has ever arrested his parents, and from where one gets all this evidence.
While sobbing jaerin again read some of the paper in the map, making the jaerin chest feel more tight, he threw away the entire sheet.
Walking to the bathroom, why? Why all this time jaerin parents have never been honest with their work, even jaerin never curgia in the slightest in both parents.
Jaerin knew his mother was just a lawyer and his father was the owner of a JUNG COMPANY whose name has been heard by many people.
Jaerin grew increasingly in disbelief, as some memories of his time passed through his mind, where his parents always gave enormous affection to jaerin and hwan.
They are not willing if jaerin and hwan are injured, the jaerin family seems like a happy family usually, there is no strangeness that makes jaerin think that they are both assassins.
Jaerin looked at himself at the reflection of the bathroom glass, looking very messy his face was puffy, his eyes looked red from crying too much, his nose also looked very red.
The tears that fell from the jaerin eye can't be stopped, he still can't stand all this painful reality, he's not strong and he can't stand it.
What would happen if it lasted longer in this world, is there a story that hurts more than this?
"I can't stand it... I wanna go... I want to go!!!" Shouted the jaerin with a fairly high tone, he was sure no one heard his screams.
Jaerin pulled his own hair, growling in frustration while banging his head even though it was painful.
"Bring me away, god! Take me!" yelled jaerin, her beautiful eyes catching an object that could help her to put an end to this.
A razor belonging to sehun who was in the bathroom, was already tightly grasped by the jaerin, his gaze was empty no matter what he did now.
The razor quickly slammed into his wrist, allowing the blade to pierce through his skin, hoping that his veins would be cut off and all this would come to an end.
Although it was extremely painful, Jaerin did not care that he grimaced in pain as fresh blood flowed from his wrist.
Before long the view of the jaerin blurred to make him unconscious with a razor covered with fresh blood, before closing the eyes of the jaerin had a smile to expect all this to end.
"I'm tired..." Jaerin's last words before the darkness completely snatched away his consciousness.
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Sehun grumbled because this was already 30 minutes after he left the jaerin in the room, but now the jaerin has not come down for breakfast.
Because it is impatient to decide to go to the jaerin room, it is ready to curse the jaerin that has made itself wait.
However, when he arrived at the jaerin room one year did not find the existence of jaerin, he only saw sheets of paper and some photos scattered on the floor.
Panicking as she ran towards the balcony of the jaerin room, it was possible for the girl to escape, but none could find the whereabouts of the jaerin.
His feelings began to be not careless, he ran very fast towards a place that might be able to be stopped by the jaerin in addition to the balcony.
When one-hun opened the bathroom door, his eyes were perfectly rounded when he found a woman covered in blood drooping on the bathroom floor.
With a pale face, one ran up to the helpless body of the jaerin, seeing if the jaerin was all right, which was clearly one thing that did not want to happen to the jaerin, he won't let that happen.
Sehun checked the pulse of jaerin, which in fact was getting weaker, successfully making a half-dead fear.
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Sehun knew he shouldn't have addressed it to Jaerin, and honestly he was very sorry to now let Jaerin know the identity of his parents, the one who had killed both parents.
Sehun understood this to be a very hard slap for jaerin, especially so far the parents of jaerin hide their identity as assassins who even sehun himself difficulty to get the information.
But, sehun already upset with the words jaerin very piercing heart, said a killer though it is true sehun often do it.
But what everyone should know, sehun is not careless in taking a job to kill someone, only certain people who enter into the criteria of sehun that he will kill.
Now that one is in one of the hospital vvip rooms that is dealing with the condition of jaerin, doctors say jaerin is in a critical period because of lack of blood, which is not enough, doctors also say that the psychology of jaerin is disturbed because many experience trauma.
Sehun growled in frustration, is it his fault to make jaerin like this? All he wanted was for Jaerin to stop insulting him as a murderer, that's all.
Sehun looked at the naar bangkar jaerin, where there was Jaerin who was asleep full of medical devices that stuck throughout his body.
One grimacing heart, again he failed to keep his promise jaerin should he deny and that makes one more hurt because it was one who made jaerin like this.
"Other times jaerin should be careful"
The girl with the pink hair ribbon smiled sweetly at the man who was cleaning the wound on his leg.
"I don't need to be careful, there's a whole lot." The girl just smiled sweetly staring at the one that was very painstakingly cleaning all her wounds.
"Sheun promises to take care of jaerin." Said the girl again who did not stop eating the ice cream in her hands.
The man looked up at Jaerin very closely. "Sun promises will always protect jaerin, until anytime." They both laughed afterwards, the good memories of that childhood are still remembered until now.
"Sorry jaerin I failed to protect you." Unexpectedly a drop of tears fell from one eye, this usually tough and strong man could no longer stem all the sadness he felt, he could not see the state of jaerin now.
***
"How, what did you find?" Asked the man with reading glasses perched on his nose, his face looks cold like a night breeze especially when sharpening his eagle eyes.
"i found out that she had a girl that she had kidnapped, allegedly the girl was the son of the jung family who had died a few weeks ago." Obviously someone who was in front of Suho, who was clearly suho knew this man before him was someone he trusted.
"You can explain the girl's history?" Suho asked, the man named zuan nodded and opened the document he was carrying.
"His name is jung jaerin, born in new york on March 14, 1995, he attended the international elementary school of new york, and lived in new york for 10 years before finally moving to Korea, and attended junior high school of seoul, then attended hanlim multi art school, and then schooled in hanlim multi art school, then I went back to New York to go to Oxford University, that's all." It was clearly Zuan who read the sheets of documents he had brought.
"Okay, any other information from jaerin?" Suho asked again, getting serious about his curiosity for jaerin.
"He was in a critical hospital, having a mild depression caused by the pressure that Sehun often put on him, and he attempted suicide." Clearly zuan made a sly smile emanate from Suho's cold face.
"Let sehun continue to torture the girl, we see how stupid she is to not realize what she has done."
After that there was a loud, scary laughter that represented hatred and pleasure, he felt.
That's what suho is like.
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