Being born in a rather complicated family of politics, where your mother thought he was married and in love with her husband but was literally raped by a bodyguard without his knowledge, he carried his children and lived a life of lie. Mark saw how Taeyongs arms shook when he held the papers, unable to scream or cry,not knowing how he must do it. He held his mother's arms and embraced him in a bone crushing hug as the man broke down crying into his chest. Apart from a breaking mother his own father had his eye on Hyuck. The anger that rose within him made him so angry, besides Donghyuck hadn't seen an angry Mark yet.

"Do you know why Jisung tried so hard to protect Chenle? Because I wanted him. Do you know why Jisung wanted Hyuck to kill him? He was a fool to rip the chip off his neck and fight back so I threw him to my men but Taeil got in the way and saved him."

Johnny's words haunted Mark day and night, he wanted to be the person to protect Donghyuck and his daughter, then again the red haired boy was the leader of Seoul's biggest Mafia rein now. He must think any less of his boy.

"I'm stepping down. Maybe things would get better that way? Hmm? I don't know what else I should do." Taeyong spoke between hiccups. Would him giving up the position make Johnny give up?

"He would still kill you Mom. He'd feel degraded if the president's seat given to him as charity. He has vengeance and greed, he no longer is a normal person." Mark cupped Taeyongs pale face.

Chenle stood at a fair distance from Jisung's grave, he didn't cry, nor did he have any sort of emotion on his face. The funeral took place minutes ago, or so he remembered, his first love buried forever in silence. He didn't hate his brother, he never did anything without a reason. Even though they shared very little moments the older boy always loved him. He knew it.

"Young Master let's go home." Yang Yang patted Chenle's shoulder.

"I don't want to. Leave me the fuck alone!" Chenle snapped at Yang Yang, the older boy held his arm as he started dragging him towards the car.

"You've been standing here for three days Chenle! The funeral was days ago! Get your head straight. Jisung would have died a painful death if not for your brother. Let's go home." Yang shook the red beauty, he crouched to carry the boy and left. Chenle hugged the olders neck and started sobbing, he sobbed do hard Yang Yang tightened his grip on the boys waist and knees. Trying not to cry for everyone loved the boy now at rest.

Donghyuck stared at the sterling ring on his ring finger, they weren't married but they were sort of engaged, they had a baby and he was afraid. Sarang giggled on her crib, a part of Mark adorning her small frame. Her face so full and chubby just like her mother, those grey orbs and blonde gorgeous hair.

"Mommy and Daddy will always protect you okay love?" Donghyuck whispered softly, his big grey orbs filling with tears.

Renjun was happy but was the others around happy? He didn't know and no one wanted to tell him that Jisung died. Jeno and he were getting along pretty well, sadly the guy had a chip on his own body as well. He didn't know about it either, until Hyuck happened to notice it and took it off his body.

"How did this get put on your back Jeno?" Hyuck yanked him by the cuff of your collar.

"I don't know. I really don't know. I met with an accident a few days before Renjun did. And I've had a scar on my nape ever since. Well does this mean Renjun has something in him too?" Jeno mumbled, Donghyuck slapped him, shaking him he pointed his gun on the boys forehead.

"Stop lying you fucking bastard?! Tell me the truth!! Are you here to hurt Sarang??? Or any of us? You are always with my baby or with Renjun!!!" Donghyuck was about to pull the trigger when Jeno pushed Hyuck away.

"I would never hurt my own niece Donghyuck. I would never. I love her and I'd give her my life if that's how I'll have to protect her from Johnny." Jeno screamed at Donghyuck. "Taeyong had another child after Mark but Jaehyun made the child to be pronounced dead. And I'm here, thanks to Ten. He didn't know I was Marks brother but Johnny brought me home and I lived with them until I was 16. Hyuck Ten has been domestically abused by him that's why he often lived alone in his shed. There's so much to this dirty game hyung. So much." Finished Jeno leaving Donghyuck shocked beyond explaination.

Meanwhile Mark knocked on Ten's door, he was here to find out about Jeno. The door was surprisingly opened, gingerly walking he looked around for the gorgeous Thai beauty. The usually strong guy who wore his grief attractively well. At a far distance the muffled crying caught his attention. There sat Ten injured and wailing out into his knees in pain.

"Ten!! What happened?!" Mark rushed to the main. He was bleeding from his crown. The marks on his body were as he had fought to break free from someone.

"Everything that shouldn't. He's after your mother. Go!!! Or Hyuck. He wouldn't say anything properly but that's where he'd go. Here track his phone. Go go!!" Ten gave Mark an iPod that showed where Johnny would be as the older called the ambulance and left in a hurry. Mark drove through the direction of the tracker. His knuckles turning awfully white at how tight he was holding on to the steering wheel. Hoping his family and mother was safe from anything related to Johnny.