"How could you do this to me?. You thought assigning that filthy bastard with me will make me safe?! Despite hearing what he does with captives in the interrogation room!" You yelled into the phone, the neck on your veins popping out. Your gut wrenched remembering the words about that Military asshole. How he dissected and skinned humans...alive, how he plucked out their nails so painfully, how he filled out each of his victims final moments in his diary as if those were his most successful trophies, more than the military could ever give him And...and no you couldn't think about anymore without throwing up.

"I understand, your outburst. And you know that he never touches women but this mission aren't like eliminating those pesky rebels. This one is a threat. I cannot afford to lose my most trusted commander. For your safety he is the best and I cannot break my promise to your father, god bless him...that I'll keep you safe as long as I'm alive." Your superior assured.

"But I have combat tr-!" You tried to retort furthermore.

"Yes! Yes I know you have training but I won't compromise your safety for the sake of my late friend! You'll attend the state banquet with General Kim Mingyu under his protection and only gather information. I repeat ONLY information. No guns, no knife play. He'll be there to deal with all the blood not you. Anymore protests I'll officially eliminate you from the mission" Your blood boiled hearing his orders, you cannot help but slam the receiver on the desk, as your eyes traveled to the trail of smoke. "I must say that was an interesting phone call, my lady! You're quite feisty as they say" Mingyu snickered as the tip of his cigarette lit up once more.

"Didn't your parents teach you how to behave Infront of woman General Kim" You gritted out.

"Oh! You're an orphan... forgetful me" the mocking tone seemed to stiffen him for a bit. Yet you felt no remorse. No because that beast who loves to play with human lives don't deserve sympathy.

Mingyu didn't give you the chance to enjoy his irritation. "Ah...manners, etiquettes...right right." He tutted as he twirled the burning stick lazily between his finger "Then I believe I should kiss your hand like a proper gentleman, my lady" his grin mischievous, for he knows every way to get under your skin.