Author's POV

"What do you want from me?" Dara stuttered. She still hadn't been able to gather up any courage or atleast any hope that everything will turn out alright. It was too familiar to her. The darkness and that hot shivering feeling, it was exactly the same like her greatest nightmare. Why was it happening again? 

"Not from you sweetheart" he whispered, bowing his head as he held the phone tightly within his fist. 

"I can't even believe I did this." he stood up stretching out his arms towards the ceilings. "I've got to be out of my mind." he laughed lightly still staring at the dark ceiling.

Dara stared at him intently. Something wasn't right, slightly easing her fear. This man in front of her wasn't a bad guy but why was he doing this? Did he do it for the money? His arrogant posture and the clothes he was wearing definitely crosses out that idea. She knew he wasn't doing it for the money. So why?

"Why are you doing this?" she whispered without removing her gaze. There was something about him that made Dara feel he wouldn't be able to hurt or touch her.

He closed his eyes dropping his head down facing Dara who was sitting uncomfortably on that cold metal chair. By the way she moved, he could tell her wrist an ankles were starting to hurt. She had been struggling for a couple of hours now. He wondered when she'll realise that she stood no chance against him. 

Illwoon slowly opened his eyes but he was caught of guard by Dara's stare. That soft expression on her face was bewildering. Maybe she didn't know herself that she was struggling to fight yet she had no hope. Her stare felt different from before. She was angry and scared but this time, it felt like she could see through him. Like she knew exactly what was going on. In fact it felt like she was feeling the same thing. 

"The same reason why you're crying." he softened his stare as he sat down in front of her. He rested both elbows on his knees as he continued to stare. He was inspecting her, surprised by how much she reminded him of himself. He couldn't help but feel like a traitor betraying his own kind.

"You mean?.." Dara took a deep breath as her eyes widened as her cheeks bloated with air. "...Y...yo..you're gay? You love Donghae too? What? Someone like you? Oh I don't mean that you're ugly and all? Oh no! Forget I said that! I mean it's normal that some guys might like other guys. I don't think Donghae is that type of guy though.. Oh my gosh what if? I wouldn't know! It's not like I'm obsessed with him or anything...." Her face reddened as she rumbled on and on talking to herself.

Illwoon stared at her confusingly. He couldn't catch a single word she was saying or maybe he didn't want to catch any of them. What was she talking about in the first place? She misunderstood everything!

"..What?!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Illwoon bursted out laughing as he kicked around the place like Dara was some kind of comedian. He was slapping his own knee as he tried controlling himself. He couldn't believe that Dara just thought he liked Donghae. Of all things that? What was wrong with that girl?

Dara stared at him blankly. The sight of Illwoon laughing changed Dara's impression of him completely. She knew he wasn't the bad guy after all. She couldn't help but smile at his tearing eyes and wide opened mouth. He looked happy though she didn't know why she felt somewhat happy too. 

"Ahh so this is why you're the first girl she became jealous of." he sighed contently after laughing for a quite a long time. He suddenly stood up and walked past Dara. 

"Yah! You didn't answer my question!" she yelled protestingly. She struggled in her chair once again moving the chair back and forth. She lifted one arm up and waved it around like an old lady. When Illwoon appeared again, she was about to strangle him but he quickly sat down in front of her untying the rope. She only noticed then her hands were actually untied. She face palmed herself mentally, only noticing how stupid she is. 

"Aishh I guess I'm not cut out for this." he lifted his head up facing Dara. He then smiled as he squeezed her hand "I'm sorry I did this."

Dara smiled back placing her other hand on his. She didn't need to say anything else and neither did her. 

"I'll let you off later." he waved his hand as he walked away. 

(A/N: I know it's Kim Bum! I couldn't find another young but at the same time older brother style type of guy so Ta Dah!) 

(Dara) Thank you Illwoon... 

"Boss when will you be calling them back?" a really tall and wide man appeared from the other room. He was probably twice 6"6 and he had big muscular tattooed arms. It was one of the guys who personally picked up Dara near the park. 

"We don't need to." he cleared his troat staring straight ahead, not even looking at the man who could kill him if he wanted to. 

"What do you mean boss? You're letting her go? What about the 10Million?" he questioned furiously, raising his voice unintentionally. 

"There is no 10Million Jongun." he finished, this time he turned around to face his ally. "The plan is terminated understood?" he raised his voice acting out his superiority. He was the boss, Jongun needed to be reminded.

Jongun eyed his boss' back disappear into the dark. 

(Jongun) No it is not. 

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Author's POV

"...she's your sister" Mr. Yang announced as tears welled up in his eyes. He felt so guilty for not telling them sooner but he didn't care about what he felt. Jiyeon was in trouble, that was all he could think about. 

"What did you say?" Myungsoo's eyes widened in disgust. He was furious that the man who he considered as his father more than his blood related one, was now lying in front of him.

"Don't tell me those lies!" he yelled in protest. He grabbed Mr. Yang's collar and lifted him up higher facing him. 

"I'm sorry Myungsoo but I'm not lying." Mr. Yang whispered as he stopped with every word. He was furious at himself at the same time guilty and worried. All theses emotions stopped him from thinking clearly. "Jiyeon's is you're sister. She's Donghae's sister too." tears started falling down his face leaving painful marks. 

"Y...you mean?" Myungsoo let go off Mr. Yang's collar as he lost his balance. He stumbled onto the couch, unable to utter a word. What did Mr. Yang just say? "H..h..how?" 

"Jiyeon is your father and mother's child...." 

=Flashback=

You're mother Janine, your father Taeyang and I had been really close friends since we were in high schoo