Yujun's POV
Chaos.
The smell of rotting fruit, panic and fear make my stomach churn and my throat close up…I might throw up.
Is my life only doomed to go from one chaos to another, or will I ever have the chance to experience a good moment in life?
Was I set free from one prison to another dungeon?
Is this worse than my previous home?
The man that was thrown out of the room looks like he's shaking as he looks at me with wide eyes.
"S-sir…the Choi boy is here" he says and two other men run out of the room as if they want to make sure it's real.
"He's back" one of them says with a loud sigh of relief and it makes me frown, what exactly is happening with this clan?
Alarm bells are ringing in my head from the things I saw and experienced, making me press the blood splattered hoodie to my stomach.
Kang Sihyuk walks out of the room fixing his tie and neutralizing his facial expression as if I can't smell the thick and suffocating pheromones of fear coming off him in waves.
