Yeonjun threw his gun down onto the alleyway floor, a dead body and a pull of blood lay next to the gun.

‘Clean this shit up.’ Yeonjun muttered to his workers and they got to work. He gave you a soft smile as you were standing next to him, he didn’t treat you like a worker but more of a friend.

You were his right hand woman, he likes you a lot as a best friend. Yeonjun was known to not be close to anyone except for you and his four other friends.