DHG Ch 6

“Look at this mess.”

A low voice followed.

“Tsk, tsk. Torturing someone with water and not even bothering to lock the door properly.”

The new CEO, who hadn’t been seen for a while, finally appeared.

Jang Seungyung, making a sudden appearance, was accompanied by a single bodyguard behind him. He strolled into the chaotic scene with his secretary. His bright hazel eyes slowly scanned the interior of the abandoned warehouse.

Only three people were in the space, which reeked of stagnant water.

The beta boy, supposedly Kim Jinhwan’s lover, and the Kang twins, whom he’d been keeping an eye on recently.

“I told you to chat amongst yourselves and get to know each other.”

“…….”

“Why are you here?”

Jang Seungyung chuckled, looking at the frozen twins. Belatedly, Manager Kang frantically turned off the faucet. Kwon Heewoo had already been abandoned at some point. The sound of water hitting the floor stopped. Jang Seungyung nudged the wet hose with the tip of his shoe.

He was on his way back from tracking Kim Jinhwan. After spending the evening entertaining old men at a business function, he had stopped by Benny’s, which had recently reopened.

As he turned into the alley, Kim Jinhwan’s group suddenly attacked.

The place turned into a chaotic mess. Kim Jinhwan’s car charged at them, but Secretary Hwang, experienced in such matters, quickly reversed their car, causing damage to the attackers. A group of thugs poured out of the car that had crashed into the building wall. Kim Jinhwan was wielding a knife. Screams erupted as drunken bystanders fled.

By then, Jang Seungyung had also gotten out of his car. Kim Jinhwan lunged at him, reeking of an unpleasant mix of alcohol and his own unwelcome pheromones.

Did this idiot go crazy from expensive liquor?

Jang Seungyung grabbed Kim Jinhwan’s knife-wielding hand and slammed him down. Kim Jinhwan’s head hit the car bonnet first, and he slid down, soaked in rainwater. Snatching the troublesome weapon, Jang Seungyung immediately sliced open Kim Jinhwan’s stomach.

Where did this possessed fool get the nerve to play with knives? He scoffed, but while his underlings were desperately fighting, Kim Jinhwan escaped.

Kim Jinhwan, whom he thought had fled, was found in an unexpected place. Apparently, the guy with the sliced stomach had crawled up to some employee quarters, as if he carried around emergency staples.

And now, the reason for Kim Jinhwan’s reckless behavior was right in front of him. Tilting his head slightly, Jang Seungyung took in the youthful face, tinged with cold hues.

The beta boy.

When he heard who was staying in the employee quarters that Kim Jinhwan had crawled to, Jang Seungyung naturally recalled the face he had seen once before.

Jet-black hair and eyes like spilled ink, pale skin scarred and bumpy from various wounds.

Perhaps thanks to the nearly month that had passed, the swollen face had regained its smooth lines. As if sensing his gaze, the listless eyes that had been fixed on the floor flickered upwards.

The momentarily entangled gazes broke apart as Kwon Heewoo, as if doused with cold water, abruptly lowered his head.

“…….”

Heewoo swallowed a cough and hid the shard of glass again. He must have been lost in thought for a moment. To stare at a dangerous person like Jang Seungyung…

Perhaps it was because he was the one who had freed him from Kim Jinhwan. Or perhaps it was the current situation, which had unintentionally appeared like a lifeline. For a moment, he had felt such a surge of relief that he had stared.

‘Don’t be so dramatic. Stop looking at people with those fucking eyes, you bastard. If you look at me so pathetically—’

Every time Heewoo met his gaze, pleaded, and begged, Kim Jinhwan became more relentless.

‘I’ll gouge your eyes out.’

Your eyes are full of murderous intent, your life is ruined because of those eyes. Due to the repeated brainwashing and violence, Heewoo had become unable to meet the gaze of others, especially alpha males.

As usual, black shoes intruded into his lowered field of vision. A hand reached out and grabbed the back of his head.

“Ugh-“

A pained groan escaped. Jang Seungyung tightened his grip, tilting back the pale, water-soaked face. The long neck looked cold beneath the dim lighting.

Jang Seungyung silently examined the stiff body. Up close, the beta boy was covered in pheromones. He recognized the faintly acrid scent. Kim Jinhwan’s pheromones.

A beta drenched in alpha pheromones. He slowly opened his twisted lips.

“Maybe it’s because he’s wet. He really looks like an omega.”

Heewoo’s heart dropped at those words. His hair was being pulled back, forcing him to meet the man’s gaze.

Amusement and cruelty, the same ambivalent expression, hung on the man’s smooth face. He felt as though the menacing eyes were scrutinizing him.

Their gazes met only briefly. The pressure on Heewoo’s head increased momentarily, causing him to squeeze his eyes shut. The tips of his eyelashes trembled slightly as he endured the pain. It was then that Jang Seungyung’s grip loosened involuntarily.

“Sir! I’ve found the ledger! The ledger!”

Just then, Kang Sunsoo shouted frantically.

The reason he had managed to regain his composure was none other than Kim Jinhwan’s voice, which he’d heard countless times, ringing in his subconscious.

‘You guys aren’t just any commodity. You’re precious, valuable gold nuggets. I picked you myself.’

You’re different. These were the words Kim Jinhwan would say whenever Sunsoo or the girls felt down. Kang Sunsoo firmly believed that these words were especially meant for him. In fact, whenever they spoke privately, Kim Jinhwan would imply the same thing.

Yes, I’m different. Special.

He was clearly different from those ordinary whores, those lowlifes. Kang Sunsoo’s knees trembled under Jang Seungyung’s cold gaze, but he forced himself forward. He lifted his chin defiantly.

He’s just a thug of the same age, after all. Rumors were rife that the old man of Keumsan was giving his young, inexperienced son everything he had. Ignoring his shrinking inner self, Kang Sunsoo managed to utter the words he had prepared.

“Th-this bastard… He’s Kwon Heewoo, Kim Jinhwan’s cherished lover. He-he knows where Taegang Construction’s ledger is-“

“Did you do it?”

However, Kang Sunsoo’s attempt failed.

Did you do it? As if he already knew that the traitor who had facilitated Kim Jinhwan’s gang’s entry this morning was on this side.

“I asked if you did it.”

Kang Sunsoo’s eyes wavered. He couldn’t open his mouth. He had planned to frame Kwon Heewoo, but the words wouldn’t come out. Jang Seungyung was smiling broadly, almost innocently, as if he saw right through his scheme.

His throat was seized. “Gah,” he choked, his breath cut off by the merciless grip. Slap, slap. He was struck. It was just a casual motion, but the force behind the slaps left Kang Sunsoo dazed.

“Why can’t you answer?”

“…….”

“Hmm… So. Did you drench him?”

Jang Seungyung jerked his chin towards Kwon Heewoo. He spoke as if offering an excuse.

“Why aren’t you answering? Are you deaf?”

Jang Seungyung, who had only been slapping, swung his arm. Thwack! Kang Sunsoo went flying with the sound of tearing leather. “Jibin!” Manager Kang rushed forward belatedly, but he too was knocked back as if hit by a truck.

The bulging crotch of Manager Kang, sprawled on his back, was exposed.

“Haha, look at this.”

Jang Seungyung burst out laughing. Torturing a beta boy who looked like he hadn’t eaten a proper meal. He wondered if he had a hobby of getting aroused by hitting others.

“That bastard Kim Jinhwan got his belly sliced open and crawled away on all fours today.”

With a twisted smile, he sauntered over on his long legs. He approached the twitching and convulsing Manager Kang and crushed his erect penis with his shoe.

“Aagh!”

“Do you want to crawl on five limbs?”

“Uwaa, Huaagh!”

“W-wait! P-please spare me….”

Kang Sunsoo, who had briefly lost consciousness, regained it and cried out in a shrill voice, but it was too late.

With a shriek, his twin brother rolled his eyes back and fainted. Whimpering, Kang Sunsoo swallowed his cries as blood flowed from his torn lips and nose. I should shout that it’s Kwon Heewoo, that bastard, who’s the spy! But his tongue was tied. Instinctively, he begged for his life.

“Please, s-spare me….”

Looking down at the twins who had been reduced to rags with an indifferent gaze, Jang Seungyung raised his foot.

“If you’re going to pick at rotten meat like crows in my establishment, you should attack with the intention of turning it over, even if it’s upside down.”

Why are you already going soft? The sneer ended there. With the sound of tearing leather, Kang Sunsoo also lost consciousness. Watching the spy collapse after a few kicks, Jang Seungyung let out a bored sigh.

“The trash has been taken care of.”

The bored face shifted its target. Unbuttoning the annoyingly tight jacket buttons, Jang Seungyung tilted his chin up. His eyes flashed as they fixed on Kwon Heewoo.

“Convince me. Why shouldn’t I get rid of you too?”

He meant he would dispose of Kwon Heewoo as well, just like the twins. Secretary Hwang, who had been waiting like a shadow, glanced over, but Jang Seungyung didn’t take his eyes off the soaked boy.