Sun-deok made her way out of the building headed for her already present ride. She saw Ethan had changed his car to the Lamborghini he had bought when he first came to Korea.
“Hey handsome” she bellowed as she got into the ride, she seemed to have gotten used to its functions. “Hi,” Ethan smiled. “Can't you at least have humor for once?” Sun-deok rolled her eyes. “I did,” Ethan grinned and hit his accelerator. Sun-deok sighed. “So I don't know if this is bad news or good news but I did my research on your family” Sun-deok said and brought out a group of folders. “Okay” Ethan nodded his head slowly, clearly anticipating more. “Well, take a look at this” Sun-deok pulled a photo out of one of her folders. Screech!! Ethan hit hard on his break causing both of them to jerk forward. “What's the matter?” Sun-deok asked with a puzzled expression. “Antonio?!!!” Ethan exclaimed. “Yeah, he was found at the embassy a few days back” Sun-deok explained, confusion written over her face. Ethan slapped his forehead in frustration. He sighed and continued his advance. “Are you just gonna say nothing?” Sun-deok frowned. “Antonio, he's my younger brother, we've not been on good terms since birth” Ethan smiled. He continued. “If he's here now, then trouble’s coming soon,” Ethan smiled. “We'll face…..” “Don't even think about it” Ethan shunned her up. “This isn't something you should try to poke your nose into”. The rest of the journey was just silent. ‘i shouldn't have told him’ Sun-deok pouted. *** Buzzz! Ethan glanced at the strange number calling his comm. He picked. "Ethan, I've missed you so much, it has been a long time you know" The voice spoke with sarcasm. "What do you want Antonio?" Ethan asked. Face as cold as ice. "Trouble, Ethan. Trouble. Get ready, some big thing's happening soon Ethan" the comm got cut off. Ethan sighed and rested his head on his table. 'bang!!!' "Ethan turn on the news" Sun-deok screamed alarmingly. "Okay" Ethan obeyed swiftly. The device buzzed to life. "Ethan Reyes, the Alleged Mafia Lord is here in Korea, according to his brother, he's a very dangerous individual. He destroyed the Heirloom of a whole family without thinking twice. Rumours have it that he's cold hearted. It makes you wonder the fate of Korea if this kind of being is here in Korea...." Ethan sighed and rubbed his face with his palms "Your brother has started to spread rumours about you Ethan, you might not even be able to leave this place soon" Sun-deok said. Worry written over her face. Ethan was quiet, his mind calculating his next move as he sat on his bed. 'knock' a soft knock sounded on the door. Mr Kim came in. "The situation outside isn't good. The people literally want Ethan dead or out of this country" Mr Kim said alarmingly. "We need to get you out of here" Mr Kim immediately suggested. "We'll take the balcony Ethan, let's go before you'll create more trouble " Sun-deok smiled and pulled Ethan out of the room. *** "He needs to leave our country, he's dangerous" A civilian screamed. "Yes!!!!" Another agreed. "We want no threats to Korea" another shouted aloud. "Yeah!!!" Others agreed. Mr Kim Crept out of the building in careful strides. "How can I help you all?" Mr Kim asked, maintaining his cool. "We need to see the Mafia Lord from the Philippines" one of the reporters stepped forward, cameras flashing on his face and illuminating his outfit that portrayed a on of a kind feeling. "Isn't that Cha Yeoung?" One of the civilians exclaimed in surprise. "What's a celebrity like him doing here?" Another asked. "What do you expect?, this is a Mafia lord we're talking about" one of them chuckled. "I'm sorry but he's not here Reporter Yeoung" Mr Kim replied resolutely. "Please, this is for the sake of Korea" the reporter smiled. "Or we'll be forced to do it by force" The reporter smirked, His tone dropping by a few Celsius. "Who's looking for me?" A voice rang out. Silence enveloped the environment as they spotted Ethan Reyes coming out of the Motel. His suit and entire outfit, well tailored. His wristwatch having the ability to make even the richest criminals drool. He carried his suitcase as moved carefully as his shoes rhythmically strikes the floor. Sweat broke from the reporter's head. 'Crap, what an entrance, I'm oppressed already' the reporter robbed the sweat off his forehead. "Ethan, do not do this......" Ethan placed a finger at the middle of his lips as he stared at Sun-deok. As he made a shushing sound. His expression speaking volumes. Reporter Cha cleared his throat as he smiled forcefully. "Mr Ethan Reyes, What is your mission here in Korea?" The reporter asked. Getting The attention if the crowd almost immediately. "Just some random business" Ethan replied coldly as he flicked his lighter rhythmically. "How would you explain the demolishing of Sodom Organisations in Italy before your alleged arriving here?" The reporter asked after a quick peep at his file. Ethan smiled and looked at his watch. "This is none of your business" Ethan smiled in satisfaction after a deep squeeze at the reporter's shoulder. "Arrrrgh!!!" The reporter groaned as he stared, clearly terrified of Ethan's smiling face. After some minutes, Ethan left him and retired to his normal position. "Do you plan on destroying Korea?" Nother reporter asked. "No, of course not," Ethan replied. The reporter sighed a little and smiled. "Mr Ethan, according to reports, you've a ended a lot of lives along your Mafia Career?" A reporter asked. "Yes a few ones, and it's cause they deserved it" Ethan smiled and stared at the sky. "I need to go eat" Ethan smiled and started to make his way towards the nearest restaurant for his morning meals. "He Walked out of me"' Cha Yeoung murmured, his face, red with anger. After a while, the crowd started to reduce until only the reporter and a few of his subordinates remained. Cha Yeaong stared at his surbordinates with anger and slowly, they all made their way out of the front of the Motel.Ethan sat gracefully at the restaurant as he ignored the scornful gazes of multiple people In the restaurant. He stared at the menu with a weird face. He raised his head and looked at the waiter who waited in front of him, sweat on head."I'll have a cup of coffee for now" Ethan nodded slowly having list his appetite."Ok sir" the waiter received the menu and disappeared.A while later, he came with a brimming hot cup of coffee."Thank you" Ethan smiled as he raised the cup and sipped it a little.The waiter nodded and disappeared out of sight.‘I need to leave this country for another country, things are getting rough here, I can't linger anymore’ Ethan thought as he sipped his tea.He sighed.‘I sure will kill Antonio if I had the chance’ Ethan cursed inwardly.“Mr Ethan” a voice jerked him out of his thoughts.Ethan looked up, he saw a familiar face, a face he knew he had seen before somewhere but he didn't remember. The man sat opposite him. The pressure of his build no where
In the dim glow of dusk, a sleek black Lamborghini purred to a stop in front of a grand estate. The driver stepped out first, briskly opening the door for his passenger—a young man with a commanding pressure. Dressed impeccably in a tailored black suit, white shirt, polished shoes, and dark sunglasses, the man exuded an air of authority. He took a moment to study the mansion before striding toward the gate. Not far away, a small Camry idled, its occupants sitting in tense silence. They seemed to be watching—and waiting. --- Inside the mansion, the young man sat at the dining table opposite an elderly figure. His demeanor was icy, his presence almost suffocating. “Where’s my money?” he asked, his voice cold and cutting. The old man leaned back, his eyes narrowing. “I told you not to kill him. Yet, you did. How do you expect me to pay you after that?” A faint smile tugged at the youth’s lips. It was neither warm nor friendly. “I’ll ask you again—where is my money?” This time, his
Ethan's face was emotionless as he dragged his luggage through the sprawling embassy, trying to find the exit. Too big. Just too big! he thought, his eyes scanning the endless hallways. He couldn't help but feel unimpressed. For all its size, the embassy seemed painfully ordinary to him. As he wrestled with his growing frustration, something—or someone—caught his attention. From the corner of his eye, he saw a woman. No, an angel, he thought bitterly, as everything seemed to slow down. But before he could process the moment, she was suddenly closer, much closer. "Hello!" she called out, breaking the spell. "Oh, uh… yeah. Hi," Ethan muttered, managing a faint, almost mechanical smile. "You were so lost; that's the fifth time I've seen you circle the same spot," she said with a warm grin, her voice lilting. Her cheerfulness gave Ethan the chance to take in her appearance more carefully. She was slim, poised, and controlled, with a bright energy that seemed effortless. Yet, to him,
‘Thump!!’ ‘screech!’ ‘get him, he's getting away!’ ‘What's with the noise?’ Ethan thought his eyes fully awake as if he had never slept before. He sighed and got out of bed spontaneously. He opened the door. “ Disturbing people in the middle of the night , that's a really nice thing to do, you know,” Ethan said without the slightest tinge of emotion as he retrieved a lighter from his pocket and did the job of continuous on and off. At the end of the corridor that led to the staircase, he could clearly see three thugs with nothing more than baseball sticks and maybe knives, apprehending Kim, the Motel owner. It was all weird, he didn't know why they'd chosen this late at night. “ I bet you'd like to mind your own business visitor, I bet you'd like to “ one of the thugs smiled as he got near Reyes. “ Well not if you're disturbing my sleep “ Ethan replied, the degree Celsius of his icy tone decreasing as much as ever. “ Very well then “ the thug nodded and charged at him
After purchasing everything on his list, Ethan returned to the motel and carefully unpacked his belongings. Once he was done, the realization hit him—he was jobless. Sitting idle all day wasn't an option. Determined to find purpose, he decided to visit the courthouse, where Sun-deok was handling an appeal. Without hesitation, he left.---Outside the Courthouse"Hey, look! A Lamborghini!" a girl exclaimed, pointing at the sleek car zooming into the court's parking lot."It's so cool! I'd love to be the owner's girlfriend," another girl said dreamily."Cut the crap. What if it's a woman driving? Would you rather be her boyfriend?" a boy scoffed, silencing her. Meanwhile, a crowd gathered, snapping pictures with their phones."Che," Ethan snorted coldly as the Lamborghini's doors swung open. He stepped out, taking a moment to glance around. The air carried a calm serenity, but he paid little attention to the murmurs of admiration. Draping his suit over his arm, he strode into the courth
The next couple of days were uneventful for Ethan. He stuck to a routine: jogging early in the morning, stopping by a popular coffee shop in Seoul, heading to the gym, and returning home to write—on the days Sun-deok wasn’t caught up with a case. When she was free, they often spent time together, and much to his surprise, she was getting under his skin. He wasn’t as cold as before, and thanks to her, he was learning to communicate better. They visited various places together, often mistaken for a couple. He found himself drawn to her, tethered in ways he hadn’t anticipated.But the calm didn’t last.Sun-deok had stumbled upon a major case involving the theft of a large cache of weapons from a military base in Seoul. That morning, Mr. Kim had called Ethan, pleading with him to convince her to drop the case. But Sun-deok wouldn’t listen—not to Ethan, nor to her friends.Now, Ethan sat at his usual spot in the café, sipping tea slowly as he stared into space, lost in thought.“How do you
The place all seemed old and abandoned. Ethan was extremely cautious as he made his way into the address the detectives had given him earlier. It was like a factory, guarded by rusted iron nets that had definitely seen better days.Cautiously, Ethan climbed the net to get into the building. After he slipped inside, he scanned the area. Just by looking, he could see a lot of guards already stationed there. They all seemed ready for something, no less armed than with guns. Luckily for Ethan, they were evenly spaced, giving him enough time to take them out one by one and get into the building without making much of a fuss. However, there was always the second option: killing them all. But that would risk exposing his identity as a mafia lord. He chose the former.---‘Kuu!’ one of the guards gagged as Ethan dragged him out of sight near an old automobile, a rope tightening around his neck. After confirming the guard was out of commission, Ethan moved on to the next. He injected the next
Ethan sat in his room, writing about the whirlwind of events that had overtaken his life. Everything had happened too quickly, and he felt his former self slipping away. The sensation gnawed at him, unsettling and unfamiliar.It all felt strange—helping Mr. Kim fend off those thugs. I brushed it off as something normal for a former mafia lord. But saving Mr. Kim from kidnappers… I did it all alo—A soft knock interrupted his thoughts.“Who’s there?” Ethan called, his voice calm but commanding.“Sun-deok,” came the reply from the other side.Ethan sighed, placing his notebook down before moving to the door.“Won’t you let me in?” Sun-deok asked, tilting her head in mock confusion.“And why would I let the opposite gender into my humble abode?” Ethan quipped, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.“Because this ‘opposite gender’ is your beloved friend,” Sun-deok retorted, lightly tapping his cheek.Ethan sighed again. “Fine. Come in.” He returned to sit on the bed.Sun-deok crossed her arms, as
Ethan sat gracefully at the restaurant as he ignored the scornful gazes of multiple people In the restaurant. He stared at the menu with a weird face. He raised his head and looked at the waiter who waited in front of him, sweat on head."I'll have a cup of coffee for now" Ethan nodded slowly having list his appetite."Ok sir" the waiter received the menu and disappeared.A while later, he came with a brimming hot cup of coffee."Thank you" Ethan smiled as he raised the cup and sipped it a little.The waiter nodded and disappeared out of sight.‘I need to leave this country for another country, things are getting rough here, I can't linger anymore’ Ethan thought as he sipped his tea.He sighed.‘I sure will kill Antonio if I had the chance’ Ethan cursed inwardly.“Mr Ethan” a voice jerked him out of his thoughts.Ethan looked up, he saw a familiar face, a face he knew he had seen before somewhere but he didn't remember. The man sat opposite him. The pressure of his build no where
Sun-deok made her way out of the building headed for her already present ride. She saw Ethan had changed his car to the Lamborghini he had bought when he first came to Korea. “Hey handsome” she bellowed as she got into the ride, she seemed to have gotten used to its functions.“Hi,” Ethan smiled.“Can't you at least have humor for once?” Sun-deok rolled her eyes.“I did,” Ethan grinned and hit his accelerator.Sun-deok sighed.“So I don't know if this is bad news or good news but I did my research on your family” Sun-deok said and brought out a group of folders.“Okay” Ethan nodded his head slowly, clearly anticipating more.“Well, take a look at this” Sun-deok pulled a photo out of one of her folders.Screech!!Ethan hit hard on his break causing both of them to jerk forward.“What's the matter?” Sun-deok asked with a puzzled expression.“Antonio?!!!” Ethan exclaimed.“Yeah, he was found at the embassy a few days back” Sun-deok explained, confusion written over her face.Ethan
A man smiled as he got away from the airport, entourage at back.“Korea sure is beautiful isn't it?” The man smiled at one of the body guards walking beside him. The guard gave no reply, instead, he shivered, clearly feeling pressure from the man's presence. But the man didn't seem to care.“Ethan must be stupid to have actually come here to start over, either way, I'm coming for him” The man grinned.****“Please don't” Ethan panicked as he stared at The masked guy in horror, he panicked.“Oh am I mistaken? Mafia Lord Reyes, the Almighty one of the Filipinos is actually begging a commoner like me, how sweet” the man giggled.“What do you want?” Reyes asked, what was left of his calm vanishing into thin air.“Very simple” The man smiled.“We're stealing military weapons today, until we're done, do nothing, we'll release her tomorrow, how's that?” The man replied.“I don't think so” a thick voice answered from behind the man, with a gun pointed at his waist.“Who are you?!” The man
*** “We'll see Mr Ethan” the man stood up to leave. “Oh!, and before I leave, take care of Sun-deok very well, you might as well lose her” the man chuckled and disappeared as if he had never appeared. *** The words kept ringing in his head continuously as he stared at the buildings below, flickering his lighter in rhythm as he stood there emotionless. ‘Two days’ Ethan thought. ‘It's been two days and she's refused to talk to me’ Ethan sighed and looked back. He was currently at the balcony of the upper part of the Motel, and the view there was glamorous so to say. But he wasn't at all interested in all that. He had gone to her office twice, to pick her up but she had avoided him like a plague. ‘What is wrong with me?” Ethan tapped his head in frustration. ‘It's just a lady, I'm far better than to do this’ Ethan groaned softly as he stared blankly at the void. “Mr Ethan!” A voice broke his line of thought. Ethan looked ahead and spotted Mr Kim heading in his direction. “You
Tension filled the air as Ethan sat stiff beside his tyranny. The journey had been smooth for a while no word said, they just stared at each other, the guy's gun still tufted skillfully beneath his jacket and out of Naked eye's view.“You must have guessed my personality, right?” The man finally broke the silence.“No, but I know you're related to the incident I just delved into” Ethan said, maintaining his calm as if unaware of the impending loom, he adjusted his tie and sat back relaxed.“Seems like you're not all talk Mr Ethan, you sure have some nerves sitting there and not afraid of seeing the Almighty the next minute” the man chuckled in sympathy.Ethan smiled and received tea from the train attendants.“Mr Ethan, I must warn you…” the man paused, lit a cigarette while putting his gun out of Ethan's side and continued.“This isn't something someone from the Filipinos should be messing with, things could get really messy you know” The man smiled and rested his back.“How'd you
Tension filled the air as Ethan sat stiff beside his tyranny. The journey had been smooth for a while no word said, they just stared at each other, the guy's gun still tufted skillfully beneath his jacket and out of Naked eye's view.“You must have guessed my personality, right?” The man finally broke the silence.“No, but I know you're related to the incident I just delved into” Ethan said, maintaining his calm as if unaware of the impending loom, he adjusted his tie and sat back relaxed.“Seems like you're not all talk Mr Ethan, you sure have some nerves sitting there and not afraid of seeing the Almighty the next minute” the man chuckled in sympathy.Ethan smiled and received tea from the train attendants.“Mr Ethan, I must warn you…” the man paused, lit a cigarette while putting his gun out of Ethan's side and continued.“This isn't something someone from the Filipinos should be messing with, things could get really messy you know” The man smiled and rested his back.“How'd you
Knock.“Who's there?” Ethan muttered, clearly annoyed at being disturbed in his sleep. He sluggishly aimed for the door.“Sun-deok,” came a familiar voice.“Oh, yeah, right,” Ethan mumbled, unlocking the door.Bang! Sun-deok burst in like a mad woman on the loose.Ethan followed her with his eyes, curious about her destination after barging in so suddenly.“Sorry, I ran out of tissues. I need to use your restroom,” Sun-deok called out from inside, her voice tinged with embarrassment.Ethan sighed and slumped back onto his bed as if he’d just finished a grueling workout.A few minutes later, Sun-deok emerged from the restroom, visibly relieved.“You saved my life, Prince Charming,” she said with a grateful smile.Ethan nodded, half-asleep.“Good morning,” he muttered groggily.“My apologies—good morning,” Sun-deok replied with a grin.“So, how’s the case? Any evidence yet?” she asked, sitting down on the edge of his bed.“About that…” Ethan reached for a blue file resting on his desk.
Ethan sat in his room, writing about the whirlwind of events that had overtaken his life. Everything had happened too quickly, and he felt his former self slipping away. The sensation gnawed at him, unsettling and unfamiliar.It all felt strange—helping Mr. Kim fend off those thugs. I brushed it off as something normal for a former mafia lord. But saving Mr. Kim from kidnappers… I did it all alo—A soft knock interrupted his thoughts.“Who’s there?” Ethan called, his voice calm but commanding.“Sun-deok,” came the reply from the other side.Ethan sighed, placing his notebook down before moving to the door.“Won’t you let me in?” Sun-deok asked, tilting her head in mock confusion.“And why would I let the opposite gender into my humble abode?” Ethan quipped, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.“Because this ‘opposite gender’ is your beloved friend,” Sun-deok retorted, lightly tapping his cheek.Ethan sighed again. “Fine. Come in.” He returned to sit on the bed.Sun-deok crossed her arms, as
The place all seemed old and abandoned. Ethan was extremely cautious as he made his way into the address the detectives had given him earlier. It was like a factory, guarded by rusted iron nets that had definitely seen better days.Cautiously, Ethan climbed the net to get into the building. After he slipped inside, he scanned the area. Just by looking, he could see a lot of guards already stationed there. They all seemed ready for something, no less armed than with guns. Luckily for Ethan, they were evenly spaced, giving him enough time to take them out one by one and get into the building without making much of a fuss. However, there was always the second option: killing them all. But that would risk exposing his identity as a mafia lord. He chose the former.---‘Kuu!’ one of the guards gagged as Ethan dragged him out of sight near an old automobile, a rope tightening around his neck. After confirming the guard was out of commission, Ethan moved on to the next. He injected the next