11:11 a. m.

Busan

"Today is the most appropriate day to catch him unguarded. He's holding a business meet at his private residence".

" Impossible ", I remarked at Dad's comment. " He'll probably be having a multi-layered security working  for the event, and we won't even be able to get our noses inside his mansion".

I had just woken up to the news that we had finally managed enough resources and were ready to embark on our final mission. But getting right inside Dan Jae Hoon's private residence and shooting him at a point blank range and getting out alive felt like asking for too much at a time.

But with Dad and Mr. Kang taking all the major decisions and efficiently managing everything about the mission didn't make me feel that my opinion didn't matter much here.

"The plan's basically quite simple. I had one of my men to have befriended the household security, and he'll be making the man at charge drink enough to have him passed out, so that when I put out the CCTVs for a minute, no one will ever notice. I've already hacked the security circuit, and none of the other parts of the house looses power supply as we work", Mr Kang commented in a matter-of-fact tone.

"So you want me to get into his house, locate him inside his office, shoot him at a point blank range, break the window and escape the premises from the backyard within a minute? " I scoffed, "I'm sorry but I'm not as fit as you are, Mr. Kang.

As much as Dad liked and trusted this old I-know-it-better, I always found this greybeard's decisions illogical and risky, and to some point hated to work with him.

As if I had a choice there.

" Fine fine. You'll be getting two minutes", he said rolling his eyes.

Oh what a great deal.

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Jungkook's  POV

"Don't ignore my question. These drugs are illegal. And you've been fvcking allowing them to be transported in your company's private trucks! You knew about it didn't you? "

"Jungkook liste-"

"GOD DAMMIT DAD I WANT AN ANSWER! YOU KNEW-"

I stumbled as his strong hand came down on me and the intensity of the blow making me stumble upon the table top, a stinging pain burning through my left cheek.

He hit me.

Again.

"I tell you how to behave with your father first. I wanted you to join the family business. Did you do that? No. Fine. I asked you to get married and settle abroad. Did you do that? No again. So what do you do? Go to college and hang out with your friends and join some bullshit training Institute and for what may I know? To point fingers at your father? Do you have any fvcking idea what it takes to run a business? Or do you think Jeon Corporation works on it's own? "

He was fuming with rage. He looked like he wanted to hit me again.

"I swear if you dare open your mouth about this, I'm gonna kill you".

I looked up, shocked. He didn't mean that did he?

But he was already gone.

I sighed.

It all made sense. No wonder his business flourishes like it does; undercover drug smuggling must pay a lot.

I had never been much attached to him, yet I couldn't take the fact that my Dad's a drug dealer lightly.

I wondered if I was supposed to point fingers at him. Afterall, what he said was true, I was the rebellious arrogant nuisance of the family, the good-for-nothing, and if I really didn't help him in his business, then it should not be my headache to care what he does and how he earns his living.

But was it that bad that he should hit me?

I shook my head. I was overthinking. I wanted to call Erin and talk with her; it always helped to lighten up my mood, but she'd told me that she had to accompany her father to some meeting and would be stuck up there till late, so I had to abandon that idea.

She seemed to me a papa's girl, always worried about living to his expectations and making him happy. Or maybe, that's what children should be doing. Not all kids grow up to become a disappointment.

Maybe I should call Jung Yoon. He was the only friend I ever had since Mom left us, and I've always looked up to him in any difficulty. With time, I've almost totally forgotten that he was Dad's secretary, for he has now become my therapist, companion and my soulmate.

But he too must be busy arranging the business meet that Dad's holding at our house. I was supposed to be helping him, but Dad changed his mind at the last moment saying that it would be odd if he would be absent from the meet, and so he decided to take my place, while here I am, logging in to a business conference from his desktop, in his office, where I have to pretend to be him for the entire two- hour meeting, though it's a relief that the audio and video will be off.

I now wondered whether it would have been better had I done only what I was asked to; it was simply supervising one of his corporation's business meets and here I was, butting my nose into his business files only to know that my father's a fraud. A cheater. A criminal. Not to mention how kind a dad he has proved himself to be all these years. I sighed as I absently brooded over the meeting.

Erin's POV

"So he has a son? ", I pretended to be surprised as Dad mentioned it to me while trying to make me understand the location of his room in which Jae Hoon probably will be, from a blueprint of their house's structural layout .

" He does, apparently. It seems that after your Mom ran away from her family and him on the day of their marriage, he married again, though from what I gather, he killed his wife when their son was only four".

"What?- Why would he kill his own wife? "

"I don't know for sure though in all probability, his family forced him into the marriage after your mom ran away, and he never quite liked her. What made him kill her though, and whether she's alive I don't know specifically, but that's not even necessary for our mission. He has a son though; the information is genuine".

Ah and by my sweet fortune he turns out to be my boyfriend.

"But he's holding a business meet at his residence. Are you sure that he'll be sitting in his office and not be present there? What if I break into his office and not find him there? "

"I know, I have the information that he is never present in any such occasions. From what my men have been able to gather, he will be attending some virtual meeting from his office, and as the plan goes, you will be entering through the door, shooting him, and escape unheard. If by any chance someone raises an alarm, lock yourself inside the office, break through the glass window and jump out. Mr. Kang will be waiting for you in the car outside. You both will remain connected while I'll track you both through the monitor. Make sure you've got the tracking ring on your finger".

I nodded understanding the assignment. I had texted Jungkook earlier this morning and he told me that he got stuck in some work his father forced him to do. I guessed he was at the meet, shaking hands with and welcoming his father's business partners with fake smiles. I already knew about his reluctance to join his father's company.

Wrapping the bulletproof vest around myself, I took the snipper in my pocket as I hopped into Mr. Kang's car as he proceeded to drive to Jae Hoon's apartment.

By the time we reached, I had already checked my snipper, adjusted my mask and double checked my earphone as Mr Kang parked his car under the dim darkness of a dysfunctional street lamp.

The residence was much larger and grander than I had imagined. We were standing facing the rearer facade, and that itself was as grandiose as a prince's palace. No wonder Jungkook gave the richy rich vibe.

I closed my eyes and sucked in a deep breathe to calm my heart which was now doing somersaults in my chest.

I'll be terminating that bloody rogue who killed Mom.

Who tried to kill a five year old and her father.

It can't be helped that he fucking turns out to be Jungkook's Dad.

I wondered if Jungkook had any idea what his father was like. I wondered if he would ever forgive me if he knew what I did. Earlier I used to wonder if he would love me the same had he known I was an assassin. And here I'm wondering if a son wouldn't mind his father to be shooted point blank by someone he knows for only a few months.

I don't even know if he loves me that much. It could be an infatuation. It could be a phase which he's passing through, something so common for a boy of his age and status.

Maybe I won't even find it pleasing if he doesn't hate me for killing his father. His not doing so would only make him inhumane.

Moreover, we weren't even going to meet ever after what happens today. Dad would change his name, erase all our traces, and we will go and settle somewhere far away, some place where we won't have missions to complete, and lives to take.

As I crouched down low against the inner perimeter of the compound wall, I saw the lights flicker in the security room, showing that Mr Kang had already switched off the power supply, and it was time for me to get going.

Two minutes, I reminded myself as I began making my way upto his office.

Jungkook's POV

I was zoning out, my mind wandering off to all places except the virtual meeting I was in. My head hurt from all the tension and stress that I was being made to go through, and I yawned and pulled off my earphones and stretched my back in the chair.

A soft, almost inaudible click of the door made me alert, as I quickly sat up straight and pretended to be deeply engrossed in the meeting, only to realize that my earphones were still unplugged, lying on the table.

Shit. It must be Dad.

But it was all to late. I heard the safety catch unlock, and the cold end of the revolver pressed against the back of my head.

A/n:
an update after what seems to be like ages, but blame my shitty health for this;)