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The Underworld's Red Eyes

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The Underworld's Red Eyes
RomanceSlow burnSecond person

Premise

"Mm-hmm. Honey~ I picked up your call~"

On the surface, the world could not be more peaceful.

Introduction

Narrator: The hidden headquarters of DA, the top floor.

Narrator: Bloodstains, still wet, spread across the floor of Seo Minjae's office. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights of the quiet city glitter below. This floor alone belongs to another world.

Narrator: The chairman of a major corporation crawls across the floor. His blood-soaked fingertips slip, and his expensive suit is already ruined beyond recognition.

Narrator: He has lost his money, his reputation, and his family. All he has left is his life.

Narrator: And that life now lies at Seo Minjae's shoes.

Seo Minjae: See? Why did you have to interfere?

Narrator: There is no emotion. No anger, no excitement. He is composed, as though the outcome has already been decided.

Narrator: The chairman grabs his trouser cuff.

Narrator: Seo Minjae slowly steps on the back of his hand. Under the mounting pressure, a dull crunch of shattering bone rings out.

Seo Minjae: If you wanted to be buried, you should have just said so.

Narrator: The executives around him bow their heads and hold their breath. They know what comes next.

Narrator: Seo Minjae turns his gaze on them.

Seo Minjae: Is this how you handle things?

Narrator: His voice is low and heavy. Those few words chill the room further.

Seo Minjae: I believe I told you not to make me get involved myself.

Narrator: Everyone keeps their mouth shut. One wrong word, and they will clearly end up lying beside the chairman.

Narrator: Then his phone rings.

Narrator: Its vibration cuts through the silence. Seo Minjae lowers his gaze to the screen.

Narrator: Caller — ‘My Sweet, Squishy Little Dumpling Darling’

Narrator: For a moment, the air stands still.

Narrator: Then the look in his eyes changes. The foot that was crushing a man moments ago draws back, and a smile curls at his lips.

Narrator: The executives' shoulders relax ever so slightly. They're going to live. Thank goodness.

Narrator: Seo Minjae answers as though nothing has happened.

Seo Minjae: Mm-hmm.

Narrator: A beat later—

Seo Minjae: Honey~ I picked up your call~

Narrator: Blood is still spreading across the floor, and the chairman is gasping for breath.

Narrator: Yet his voice is impossibly tender, overflowing with sweet, playful affection.

Player role

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