Anyeong Anyeong Happy Halloween ( Dies in laughter bc of Lele's costume* And OHMYGOD Ten, I am jealous as a woman. Lucas is also so extra)!

Anyways, Here is the final update to lcose bully's stories (Happy dance*). Trutfully this would have been updated sooner, but when I saw the comments I was like; Omo you guys wanna see Ten being more savage. What to do, I was going to wrap it up just with Yuta and Doyoung? (Ten whips his halloween wig* Darling I told you  to let me have more fun!)

So I had to re-imagine the scene and then bam; Real Life came knocking with "Yah look at all your lectures and projects to wrap up! Dont forget to prepare your internhsip! Yah and this! And that! ( 1 week later crashing down with fever* Glares at Real Life)

Anyway, I am fine now ( though still busy), so I really thank you guys for all the love and support ( and your golden patience!), I really really hope you guys will enjoy this, and I promise to work harder to update sooner!

I also wanna give you guys lots of love and goodwishes for all your sweet comments and for just bearing with me.

As we are finishing part ONE, let me give some hints ( Those who dont wanna be spoiled can just skipp to story) for Part 2 content;

1) Lucas recovery; some fluff with LumarkTenJohn, Lucas meeting the rest of family

2) Mysterious man ( see end of this chapter) coming to Korea. I am sure everyone can make a guess who it is and I will try to not make everyone cry.

3) Jisung's disease. This part is the highlight of the story, as there will be something that Taeyong ( and everyone else) will have to fight to get Jisung...safe. ^^ hehe not spoiling to much, sorry.

4) Black Owl. ^^ Bet you guys forgot about him. He will appear just after mysterious man, but I dont have any clue on how to place him (yet) in the story.

5) ... I am debating weteither I should write about Mark handeling his Prince identity or not, and how much I should write about his modelling carreer with Cherry'N. Please comment and advice, after all I made this chapter with everyone's recommendation: As a writer I love to write what I enjoy, but also what brings people happiness.

 Anyway, hope everyone has a great week! HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Lots of love,

M.

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Herin looked at the clock, as she nervously bit her lips, her legs hoping lightly up and down under the table, on an ever going rhythm.

She was so worried.

Worried didn’t even come near to the feeling that was howling in her heart, making her feel she could explode from anxiety. But the worse thing, was the feeling of helplessness and guilt that plagued her from time to time. She felt that nothing of this would have happened if Mingyu had not been interested in her. And now, she, who actually did not dare to call her parents to help the one she felt so head over heals since the first year she met him, hated herself for being so useless; what was the use of being from a powerful family if she could not use it for things she cared?

She knew the moment she would ask for help, her parents would ask her about Marks identity. Her mother would shake her head in disappointment, giving her a speech worse then the one of Mingyu.

And her father.

Herin shivered.

Her father would make sure that “nuisance” would never come again. Meaning she would bring more trouble to Mark.

Herin felt the tears in the corner of her eyes, she tried to hold them, and after a while bravely whipped them discretely of her face.

Koeun of course saw it and nudged her with a small smile.

“Don’t worry; If mingyu dares to go overboard I will call my father. CEO or not CEO, nobody can manipulate the law in front of my father!” She whispered discretely as she avoided the teacher’s glance towards their direction.

Herin couldn’t help but smile back lightly. She had always been secretly envious of Koeun, who had such a close relationship with her parents; they did only lose slightly towards her family’s fame, yet they never looked down on anyone, nor did they uphold a strict bearing in their daily life. Koeun could chat, argue, tease endlessly her older brother, father and mother.

Herin would have gladly changed her position of only heiress to have that. Scrap that. She would have gladly given everything to be like that.

She remembered Mark’s stepfather, Jaehyun. His demeanour, screamed of high elite, yet he had showered Mark with all his attention as if Mark happiness was his own.

Oh! That’s it. Maybe if she could have a way to reach Jaehyun…But maybe Jaehyun was already in the direcror’s office. Herin felt herself breath more easily. She was sure Jaehyun’s identity shouldn’t be simple. Maybe he would be able to defend himself against Mingyu’s father.

If not…She was sure Koeun would indeed involve her family; they were one of the best respected lawyers of Seoul, only inferior towards SM (which by the way wasn’t a company neither of Mingyu’s or her family could afford to offend or afford to use), so things should be fine.

She closed her eyes, praying she was right.

At the same moment the class door opened, revealing Mark who bowed slightly towards the teacher because of his sudden entrance.

The whole class became silent as they watched attentionaly, some with evil curiousness, othes with worry, how the boy silently went towards his seat.

Mark ignored all eyes on him and took a seat, taking out a notebook of his bag.

“Yah, look at him, still pretending that everything is okay! How much do you all bet we wont see him tomorrow anymore?”

“Finally, I was so tired of his Mr. Cold Prince Perfect act!”

“I bet-ya, that the moment Mingyu comes he will tell him directly to leave right away”

“Pff, that’s what you get from not knowing your own place.”

*BAM*

Everyone jolted as they looked at Koeun who had hit her hand with force on the desk.

Koeun glared at everyone, smiling dangerously, message very clear.

Some of them snorted, yet no one dare to go against Koeun.

They didn’t call her secretly behind her back “Wild Koeun” for a reason.

Yet before the teacher could continue her class, the door once opened again, revealing the alluring figure of a beautiful woman.

Boys excitedly whispered, and girls rolled their eyes, as the woman entred the class, her pretty eyes looking for someone:

She elegantly walked towards the back of the class, as she took out the neatly folded jacket around her arm towards Mark.

“Young Master Minhyun, you forgot your jacket.”

“ah, thank-you Wendy-nim.” Mark flusterdly took the jacket, he had completely forgot to take back with him.

“Young Master Minhyun, I already asked you to not be so formaly polite with me. Just Wendy is fine.”

Mark did not bother to reply, as calling someone who had probably the same age as his father ( don’t let you fool her with her young appearance), was not fine.

“Young Master, your father asks to not attend your basketball training of today, as he doesn’t deem your current condition to be fine.”

Mark frowned; “It’s only training, I..”

“Master Jaehyun asked this as well.” Wendy coquettishly smiled.

Mark’s shoulder dropped in defeat. His Appa Jaehyun had been so angry yesterday…And he had supported his decision to help Lucas.

“Fine.” He muttered, slightly annoyed.

Wendy cooed internally at the cute behaviour, this young master of her resembled Ten so much when he has angry.

“If you need anything else, please feel free to call. I will stay her today till all the documents of expulsions have been signed.”

Mark looked up in surprise before urgently asking: “Eh? But father agreed to not expulse anyone? He can’t take his words back!”

Mark did not want any problem, and truthfully, he had only felt pity the moment his Appa and Father had walked over those haughty members of direction. He didn’t want to use power to expulse them, all he wanted was to be left alone and in peace.

Wendy smiled, “Young Master is benevolent. I wasn’t talking about those, I meant the expulsions of the teachers.”

Mark relaxed as he scratched his head awkwardly.

Wendy thought that her young master was quite the cute treasure, so much better than those arrogant royalty members she had seen back in the palace. As expected of Ten. Even his son, isn’t’ the ordinary one.

“Now if you would excuse me.” She bowed before he could protest ( she was the older one, he was only a kid!), and left as graciously as she came. She turned back when arriving in fornt of the door, and with a cold voice that was 180 degrees of the opposite one she just used, she said:

“Kim Hyunsob, Lee Minseok and Han Jun, you are requested at the principal’s office. I would suggest to take your belogings with you.”

And with a cold glare that pierced the boy’s shocking’s expression, she closed the door gracefully as if nothing happened.

The moment the door closed, all eyes looked back at Mark, unbelieve painting on their face as they tired to understand what happened in front of their eyes.

“Mark…Who is she?” Koeun was the first one to break the silence, her body shaking of excitement.

“Wendy-shi? She is my father’s employee, but I don’t’ really know her.” Mark replied as he coughed awkwardly, not liking the attention at all.

Koeun wanted to ask why the hell this Wendy woman had called him “Minhyun” and “Young Master” and eventhough the excited part of her could guess what the response would be, she still craved for the confirmation and juicy details.

Luckily for Mark, the teacher asked for everyone’s attention before continuing the class. Yet the moment Hyunsob, Minseok and Jun left the door, Mark could feel the curious eyes on him and he sighed. He hoped things would finnaly come at peace.

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The moment Mr.Choi signed the papers, he suddenly felt that he had aged with ten years, his body heavy and spirit defeated.

Yet his opponent, who he still had no excate clue on his identity (other then the fact that he was some royalty), smiled as if he had just been discussing the weather instead of crushing his painstakingly hard work.

“You are quite ruthless.” Mr.Choi couldn’t help but comment, his pride deeply hurt.

Ten’s face beamed, as if he had received a compliment: “You think so? That’s actually funny, I was praising myself for being mercyful.”

Mr.Choi wanted to throw up blood. Mercyfull? More like without shame being mercyless?

Ten innocently turned towards Johnny asking wrongly: “I am doing a good job, aren’t I?”

Johnny pretended to think, knowing exactly how Ten liked to play.

“Hmm let me do the checklist.” He said as if he couldn’t decide. “He is not trying to suicide himself?”

Ten looked curiously towards Mr.Choi, as if he would jump out of the window. He shook his head, as if proud that it wasn’t the case.

“He is not broken and gotten himself mentaly insane?”

Ten narrowed his eyes, scrutinising Mr.choi’s face: “I can”t be responsible for him being stupid, right? And no, he isn’t howling, nor crying bloody tears, so I guess he is mentaly fine?”

“He is not being tortured and screaming of pain?” Johnny asked curiously, as if surprised at the current result.

Ten shook his head, chest feeling proud as he exclaimed like a child :“Nope! I didn’t even bother to arrenge his death.”

Johnny smiled proudly as he answered; “Hmm…I think you are indeed being mercifull today!”

Ten turned towards Mr.Choi, who still couldn’t understand the play that he had witnessed.

“You see, compared to my other enemeies, I think you are being the most lucky one! Congratulation!”

Mr.Choi really wanted to jump out of the window. Out of rage, humiliation, and slight fear, he didn’t know what would be the end of him.

They couldn’t be serious could they?

Mingyu who, contrary to Mark, hadn’t left, tremebled in fear at the antics of those scary men’s.

Insane.

They were insane.

“But now that we are speaking about this, being mercifull isn’t exactly my style.” Ten pouted as if he had realised something was wrong.

His eyes then lightend up, as if suddenly getting an idea.
Everyone shuddered at the same time, except for Johnny and Jaehyun who already knew what was coming.

As if called, Wendy entred back into the office; Ten beamed at her as he excitedly said: “Ah Darling, how come you always have the greatest timing?!”

Wendy smiled, seeing the dramqueen act of her boss she could not help but play along as she asked: “It must be my perfect intuition: is there something I can help you with, boss?”

Ten smiled back: “Darling those papers I asked you yesterday are they done?”

Wendy nodded, taking out files of her perfectly ordered map: “I also received Seulgi’s report this early morning.”

Ten looked at Jaehyun: “Eh, you sure have a capable vice-president. NCT’s property’s in Seoul are numerous, not to mention how much shares you and your associate have invested in the market.”

Jaehyun smiled coldly: “I aksed Seulgi to include those outside Seoul, I still haven’t forgotten about Jeno’s case yet.”

Mingyu stiffened at the mention of the name, instantly panicking as he had a feeling he was talking about how he had requested his younger cousin to pester Jeno.

“Oh my, Johnny look I am being more mercifull then Jaehyun.” Ten slightly pouted.

Johnny however rolled his eyes: “What are you talking about, you also asked Wendy to include any proprety of the 7SENSE and SM in those list, didn’t you?”

Ten’s mounth formed a pretty “o”, as if he suudenly recalled he had.

Oh my his bad. Coughs* He isn’t.

Wendy rolled her eyes at the drama of her boss, and she handed the files at Mr.choi, who looked at those files with a slight hint of fear in his eyes. After all, everytime that woman had handed him documents, he had received a blow