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Y/N

I take a deep breath, my eyes still stinging from the tears that refuse to dry. Fingers tighten around the laptop -Standing outside his office door.

They are everywhere-his men watching with sharp eyes like vultures circling prey. The wooden door looms ahead of me. His presence suffocating even through mere distance alone...

But what choice do I have?

None at all.

I raise one shaky hand... and knock.

Silence.

No sound comes from within.No movement.

Just my own hammering heart.

The silence stretches-taut, suffocating.

I grit my teeth and knock again, harder this time. The sound of my knuckles against wood echoes in the empty hallway.

Still... nothing.

My hands curl into fists.

Is he ignoring me intentionally?

I raise my hand-

"Come in" voice booms out-deep, commanding

Immediately, my confidence, defiance all drains away like water down the drain. My heart pounds.

He's waiting.

I swallow- push the door open just enough and slip inside...

I step in.

The office walls are lined with bookshelves filled to bursting with expensive texts and other treasures-each more costly than the last.

Luxurious, extravagant- expensive.Every detail is extravagant, every surface dripping with opulence: thick, plush carpet underfoot; walls adorned with priceless art and ornate fixtures.

And then the desk-massive, domineering... demanding attention from every angle in the very center of the room. Everything is too much, too opulent... just like the man sitting atop it all- Watching me.

My blood boils.He sits behind the massive desk-white polo shirt fitting his muscular frame, accentuating his broad shoulders and powerful presence.

Like he's some untouchable king on throne. His face hard, unreadable.every feature sharp- cold.

Eyes-Dark , Intense. Boring straight into mine as if trying to see right in my very soul.

I remember the day he came into my office, asking me to take over his case and i'd rejected him... and now?

Him behind the desk-Me standing helplessly before him. Like he planned this all from day one-

His eyebrow raises "Are you just gonna stand there and waste my time huh?"

I flinch--his cold commanding presence suffocating even from behind that massive desk. I gulp-quickly plop on the chair opposite him.

Avoiding his gaze like the plague-setting my laptop on the desk between us, open it and focus on the screen- fingers shaking on the keys.

"First, write a letter to your senior lawyer" He says simply.

I look up.

He takes a long drag from the cigarette, the smoke curling around his face like a sinister halo, he looks at me- "Write 'I won't work with you anymore, as I'm joining as a personal lawyer of Mr. Jeon from today'"

My heart sinks-fingers freeze on the keyboard. Tears well up, threatening to spill over, I struggle to find my voice "I... I...can't-"

His eyes fixed on me, firm, unblinking-waiting. Waiting for me to obey his commands like a helpless puppet.

"Please" I whisper, voice trembling "I-... I can't."

He leans back in his chair, taking another drag of the cigarette-the smoke billowing around him like a dragon's breath.

The air thickens with unspoken threat.Tears streaming down my face.He doesn't blink-doesn't breathe wrong. Just waiting, that won't save me from what comes next if I refuse him again.

And i realize how much I'm truly losing here...

I gulp- My hands shake. I start typing the letter, my vision blurring- Every keystroke is like another nail in the coffin of my future, my entire career in ruin.Tears streaming down my face. My career- life all literally slip away in front of me.My stomach churn, but what choice do I have?

Fingers hover on send button- Tears falling silently on the desk . I look up-

He watches me through it all, smoking silently.

I click on the send button-The email sends, I slam my laptop shut and sob, burying my face in my hands, tears falling freely: he's destroyed everything I've worked for... and for what?All because I refused his case?

Silence hangs heavy.

"Now tell me, did you see my file?"

My body shaking, I look up through tear-blurred eyes.

He eyes firm - unwavering. He tosses the spent cigarette into the ashtray, the gesture casual- careless.He leaning in his expensive chair, like a cruel king on his throne.

I glare him, wipe at my tears furiously.

His eyes narrow "Did you see it or not?"

I take a shaky breath and nod "Y-yes, I saw it."

"Hmm" He hums, tapping his fingers together "So, tell me what you think about this case"

I look back down at the laptop screen, at all the records laid out before me: criminal histories, illegal activities, murders, drugs, human trafficking, illegal businesses-the list goes on and on.

There's no mistaking it, everything screams corruption and crime. But I know better than to speak my mind...

Lump form in my throat.

There's no such thing that i point out as a good quality or its gonna be a strong defense behalf him. I swallow - mouth feeling like sandpaper "I...its ..i..think you have a very interesting background" i mumble.

A beat of silence.

I look up.

He's frowning. My heart races-

"Interesting?" He repeats, voice hard almost curious-as if the word itself tastes absurd on his tongue.

"Y-yes" i squeak, my voice cracks. His face harden. I gulp- we both know damn well that his files represent isn't "interesting." It's rotten.

I gulp, pulse hammering in ears. "I... i think... you did very good job in every categories of crimes"

His face stiffen-expression unreadable.

"N-no!-I...I mean... can't see any good qualities here."

His expression darkens.

Shit.

Panic flares like wildfire "I... mean.. in your files...there are lots of..of crimes" My voice cracks- panic overtakes logic-fuck

Silence stretches thick.

He stares back with dark eyes boring straight through my skull. Jaw clenching.

My heart pounds loud- it might burst right out chest cavity any second now.I should have lied. But I didn't.And now? Now we just stare.

The tension lingers like a suffocating weight.

He lights another cigarette, exhales smoke through his nose, the silence stretches.

I sit frozen.

His gaze unwavering on me-sharp, calculating-as if dissecting every word I've ever spoken "Are you even a good lawyer?"

"Excuse me?"

His eyes steady, locked on me, unblinking- he takes another slow drag from his cigarette."That person who made you a lawyer-" smoke curls around his lips, "must be supremely idiot"

I stand up "Don't you dare talk like this!"

He doesn't flinch, Just leans back further in the expensive chair, taking one lazy exhale. "Sit down"

"No" I snap my laptop shut "If you think im a bad lawyer, then hire someone else."

He doesn't move-just watches me with same unreadable eyes while taking another slow drag of his cigarette.

"Sit . Down" His voice calm, every muscle in my body tense. I grit my teeth, slam back in the chair, fingers gripping the edge of my laptop hard enough to leave marks.

The smoke curls between us like a taunt-his legs props up on desk, while those dark eyes track every flinch in my posture.

"Better" he takes another slow drag... blowing out rings deliberately. "Now answer properly this time lawyer Y/N."

I grit my teeth "What?"

That damn eyebrow raise again "Behave."

I swallow- every muscle in my body tensing further.The smoke exhales through his nose, he stubs the cigarette on the ashtray in a loud motion, my heart jump slightly.

His dark eyes fix on me. "You said you can't see anything good," he says, voice cold like steel "Explain. This"

I gulp- "y-your case won't be strong defense on your behalf, there's a lot of proofs against you"

His eyes narrow "A strong defense?" He scoffs- "You think that's what I want from you?"

What-

A beat of silence stretches like a blade-

"I don't need 'defense'" he growls, "What I need is loyalty" His eyes firm on mine "So tell me lawyer Y/N-do you have any?"

I swallow- confused af right now. "What do you mean?"

He watches me through the lingering smoke. "I mean exactly what I said" His jaw clench "Are. You. Loyal?"

My heart races-

Fear strikes in, my mouth drying. "i...i..i am loyal to my job-"

"Loyalty. Not just to your job-but to me." He growls

I gulp, " ye-yeah i..im...lo- loya‐"

"You can't even answer that much without trembling and we both know exactly where we will end, don't we?"

"Enough Mr.Jeon" i stand up "you cant blackmail me everytime on everystep"

His expression dark-something dangerous flickering in his eyes.

Silence heavy between us.

His chair scrapes back-slow, deliberate.

My heart races-

He rises to his full height, air crackling with tension, he steps around the desk like a predator circling prey.

"Blackmail, huh?" His voice deep-mocking. "You think this is about blackmail?" He stops just inches from me, towering me, smoke still curls off his mouth "This isn't blackmail lawyer Y/N. It's called consequences."

I glare at him "What consequences?"

A chilling smirk spreads across his face.

"The kind a smart person avoids"He steps closer- closing the gap.

I move back.

His eyes on me with the same dark intensity. The heat rolling off him in waves as he leans, "The kind where people like me own people like you"

My blood boils "Mr. Jeon i-"

"Also you are lack of loyalty"

"I am loyal"

He takes another step-closer.

"Then prove it."

I grit my teeth "how?"

He steps back slightly "You will tell in court that, I'm just a businessman. White money only. All Allegations? Baseless. Unsubstantiated rumors. My other lawyers will bury any objections under paperwork by lunchtime" he pauses-gaze sharpens "But if things go south... well, then you step back and let me handle my own problems. My way."

My heart races-- how can everything be so simple for him?

"Mr. Jeon, You knew the allegations against you run deep an-"

"All baseless."

"But the proofs-"

"I only earn white money."

I stare at him in disbelief- "That isn't the point-"

"That's exactly the point, I'm . Innocent" He steps forward.

My jaw clenches, i glare him "Innocent according to you."

"And that's all that matters" He's towering. His smoky breath on my face.

I gulp- hold my ground despite every instinct screaming at me to run "What about the others who had suffered because of your greed?"

He scoffs "Collateral damage."

I glare him, want to spit on his face. "There's zero chances that you'll win this case, Besides i don't lie-ugh-" My back hit the wall- He pin me against the wall, the hard surface digging in my spine. His body presses against mine, trapping me completely under his control.

"You . Will . Do . Exactly . What . I . Tell. You."

"Ugh-" i struggle

He push me more in the hard surface."I don't care if chances are zero"

Hair on my neck raise straight up. Heart pounds in my ears. Every instinct screams to fight, to run... but there's nowhere to go now. Not with him this close.

He trapping me further against the wall "You knew what happens if you don't follow orders perfectly"

The worlds stops-

Memory of last night flashes-

Im frozen- Tears streak down my face-Hot, shameful. I look down. My body trembling.

Breath comes in ragged gasps, fingers digging into the wall.

Silence stretches-

He leans closer, grip relaxes slightly. "Now get to work little lawyer, if you don't want me to repeat any of those."

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I step back inside my room, Tears streaming down my face. The air hits like a punch to the gut-heavy, suffocating.

And there in the corner ...that crib.

That baby.

Lucas.

His baby.

Tiny fingers curling around nothing.tiny, vulnerable.

But why?Why would they place him here?

Is this some sick test? A taunt?Or something worse?

I stand there trembling, fists clenched at my sides-staring at him.

As soon as he looks at me- his eyes sparkled bright- with a smile.

With two little bunny teeth-He is definitely Jeon's.

Confirmed by the teeth.

He's smiling at me. Arms raises. Cooing like saying... Pick me up.

My tears keep falling, I can't move-just watching the way his face lights up,He tries to reaches at me with grabby little hands. Cooing.

I place the laptop on the foot of the bed, then slowly move towards him.

I pick him up.

He's so tiny in my arms. So warm.His head fits in the palm of my hands.His baby-smell is fresh, soft... like cotton or rain on a warm summer day.

He coos-wrapping those tiny arms around my neck. My heart melts.

A lump tightens in my throat.

He feels... so right. He nuzzles against me with a content sigh as if saying-See? You're so good after all.

I rock him closely.

His little head rests against my chest...

He's patting. Big doe eyes string at me.Then patting harder.

Again, I have to feed him? But why i woul-"

He patting relentlessly, maybe he is hungry- Again patting -as if he knows what he wants but can't quite communicate it.

I rock him close..

But small hands patting my chest repeatedly-like he's trying to get my attention. I look down at him... his tiny face scrunch with such determination, i smile despite everything else that's happened.

Until... he's patting even harder.

He's definitely hungry.

I slowly pull down my bra. Take my nipple out-- He latches instantly, sucking hard. Tiny hand reaches up, caressing my skin.

I can't believe this is all happening again.

But here I am... nursing His baby again.

He sucks furiously, tiny hands gripping my skin like he's afraid I'll disappear if he doesn't hold on tight enough.

Slowly , i pace in around the room.

Rocking him, patting his bum.

It feels almost peaceful.

Almost.

Because even as warmth spreads through me watching him feed so trustingly... That dread lingers somewhere deep inside still whispering: "This changes nothing."

Not really.

I sit on bed, unhooking my bra completely-both my breasts fall free.I bare myself fully for him. Lucas eagerly suckling- while big doe eyes stare up at me.

"I... I don't want to feed you, Lucas" I whisper.

He doesn't listen just drinks hungrily, eyes locked on my face. Then... slowly they droop. He's falling asleep again.I sigh and pat his head softly. He still clutching my breast as if unwilling to let go...

I gently brush his soft hair.

He sucks like a little animal, I sigh-

And then... a tug on my other nipple. Playfull. Like his hand have their own mind.

Slowly, his eyes closed.

He's asleep.

I can feel his tiny body go slack against me, his warm breath on my bare skin.Content , Warm.

He looks so peaceful curled up against mu chest right now... Like none of cruelty or danger lurking outside these walls, in his Dad's villa.

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