Black Card Debt: Daddy's Little Thief (Omegaverse bl)

C/W: character death, explicit description of violent murder.

Taesan’s POV

"The location is close to the Mountain Aterlier building, sir. Going after him like this is risky" one of my men says.

He’s Yul, the one who has been with me the longest.

I don’t respond to him. Instead, I lift my gun to examine it; I rarely use my gun, but the black weapon’s weight feels comforting in my hand.

I turn it side to side, eyeing the sides of it. It’s loaded and ready for use.

"Captain?" Yul calls and I lift my head.

"My sword" I say and one of them rushes forward with it. I take the long weapon in my free hand.

It hasn’t been unsheathed yet, but its power feels unmatched. Ending my enemies at close range sends a rush of power through my veins.

I like making them bleed...I like undoing the creation of the so-called goddess who has done me no good.

Making up my mind, I return the gun to the closet guard beside me.

"Mask" I say, and another one of my men rushes forward with it. I put on the clothed mask that only exposes my eyes.

"Listen, that person’s target is-"

"My mate, Yul" I complete the sentence for him before he says anything else.

He’s a mated alpha with three pups. He knows better than to fucking ask me to bargain.

I don’t bargain.

"We need a plan" he says and I beckon for the sheath of my sword.

"We attack in thirty minutes, convince me Yul...fucking convince me to think" I tell him and he meets my eyes.

I’m struggling with myself. My beast side is pushing forward, and words are staring to feel like pin pricks on my skin.

This is why Junho stays by my side, why I let him learn how to beat me in combat, and why I trust him.

He’s the only sanity I listen to in this state.

The city is slowly falling asleep, people are closing up faster, worried about the gang of tattooed men standing on the secluded side of the road.

"He chose a location that will keep you vulnerable, if anything goes wrong and people catch you in a mask committing violent acts near your own company...it would be shooting yourself in the leg" Yul says, putting down his cigar to exhale.

"What is your solution?" I ask as he puffs out the thick cloud of smoke.

"You go in like you are there to listen, plead even...hear me out, Captain. It would give us time to get your grandfather and capture S.Y.C" he explains.

I tilt my head, staring into nothingness. A fast car zooms down the road high off a speed of its own.

I need control over this.

I need it now.

No...I need to be wise for Seoha’s sake.

"And then what?" I ask calmly.

"And then you do whatever you want. This person is a psychopath, I know he wants you to come loud and angry" Yul says and I nod.

I can only think of Seoha. One mistake can cost me Seoha. One mistake can cost me my children.

"Sir, we got the police out of the way" someone announces and I nod.

My men started three irrelevant ruckuses in different places to get the attention of the police. In this city, the law enjoys entertainment than order.

Thirty minutes later, I am standing in front of a warehouse with my sword in hand and my mind suspended.

My walk is slow and heavy, and the tip of my sword drags against the granite floor, sending orange sparks into the air.

Contrary to our expectations. We are met by a man who is dressed exactly like the video. So this is the man...S.Y.C. the bastard who will die by my sword today.

"You’re here" the man says loudly and I tilt my head to analyze.

He’s not big or muscular, just one punch from me will be end of him. He’s also wearing a mask and a pair of glasses.

His mask, made of plastic, is the lower half of a pig’s face.

"S.Y.C" I say his title and he nods, "who are you?" I ask and he shrugs.

"You took too long to get here, Kang" he says.

"I will kill you" I announce and he throws his head back, laughing like he’s delighted with my words.

Oh...I will butcher him like a fucking dog.

"Where is my beloved Seoha?" he asks and I take a warning step forward.

"Don’t say my mate’s name" I warn and he shrugs again.

"Seoha is made to be with me. He was born to be by my side...you have no idea" he says and I take another step forward. When I do, he lifts his hand to show me a button.

I have no words to say to him; my response is a deep growl. Yul...I’m going to kill this man.

"Seoha grew so well, but do you know what this is?" he asks and I bark a cold laughter.

"It’s nothing that will stop me from killing you" I growl as I take two steps towards him. Those steps swallow up the distance between us.

I place my hand on his shoulder and thrust my sword in his body.

"Arghh" he gasps as the button drops from him and he wraps his hand around the sword.

My face lifts into a smile as I push it deeper into him.

He makes a desperate choking noise as blood and saliva drip out of his mouth. The disgusting combination drips to the floor and I laugh again.

"Dead yet?" I ask through clenched teeth.

"Seo- ha" he says with his last breath, and I push the sword upwards, slicing him from the inside.

"Don’t say his name!" I roar and pull out the sword. The man’s eyes widen a fraction before he blinks twice.

"Ahh..." he gasps for air.

"Mark my face, I will find you when come to hell. I will find you and teach you a lesson" I growl in his ear.

Savoring the way his body twitches under my grip.

I pull the sword out, pulling tissues of his internal organs out through the tear I made. Someone retches in my army while my alpha howls with primal satisfaction.

"Find my grandfather" I order, taking my time to look at the man.

I’ll accompany him to hell.

Blood streams out of his body, flowing out in the same way my human consciousness is leaving me.

He gasps and tweaks helplessly, and I let go of him to watch him fall to the floor.

The twitching leads to his insides pouring out, and his bloodied bowel peeks out through the cut.

"Dead yet?" I ask, stabbing the tip of my sword into his bowel.

The pleasure of dismembering him doesn’t last long.

"Captain! You need to see this" one of my men who had been inside the warehouse calls and I pause to look up.

My senses are clouded by the murder; I smell his blood but smell no fear. This man died by my hands and had no hint of fear in his pheromones.

I kick S.Y.C’s wasted body and step over him.

The blood seeping from him clings to the bottom of my shoes as I go into the building.

"Captain," someone else calls my attention to another part of the large building’s interior.

I slowly lift my head; my eyes adjust to the weak light in the building and I find my grandfather.

The man who has haunt and ruined my life for years is hanging from the ceiling.

He’s suspended by two chains around his hands like a pig in a slaughterhouse.

The smell in this place hits me and I flare my nostrils to fight the rancid smell.

His body has been carved open and his organs are hanging outside of him like the man I just killed, but compared to the man I just killed, flies are dancing around my grandfather.

"No..." I whisper, moving closer to him.

The strong smell and his color are the indicators that he has been dead for hours.

"No...no...no" I repeat under my breath.

"He can’t be dead! He can’t be fucking dead, bring him down and wake him up" I command my men but none of them are moving.

"Captain...we can’t save him" Yul says and I let out a roar.

"I don’t give a fuck about him; he has what I need" I yell and run to the dead man.

"You bastard" I grab his cold bare feet; they are blue from lack of blood. "Where is my mom’s body?" I ask.

That’s all I need from him.

He can fucking die, but I need my mother.

"Yah! Wake up and tell me where you buried Haseul!" I shake him and he gives no response. No fucking response.

"WAKE UP!" I roar and the sound of laughter from a speaker booms through the building.

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