Jeon Jungkook was knocking on the door as The Swan expected. He sighed at the interruption and wasted no time wiping off the friendly aura he carried about in his day job. He had to leave any traces of kindness behind to keep himself on top in the world. Being a nice guy got you nothing. Any kindness he had died the day of the warehouse fire.

“Wait until I say,” he bellowed. 

“Yes, sir,” Jungkook said timidly on the other side of the door.

He sat a minute to let his face enjoy the cool air of the room before pulling on his mask. He hated the stifling thing but he needed it, it was annoying but better for him in the long run, better than keeping makeup or other coverings on his face.

“Come in,” He finally said. The door opened slowly as Jungkook shuffled in, head down.

“Your men almost killed them my sources say,” he sighed grimly. Jungkook was shaking, unsure of what to say. “I have pictures of the car, I was given copies of the footage they took, it’s not good…”

Jungkook stood silently. “Do you have anything to say?” The Swan asked.

“I’m so-” Jungkook started in response before The Swan stood suddenly throwing his scalding coffee onto him. Jungkook screamed, flailing to try and dry himself.

“I gave you a simple instruction! Lead them off! I told you they would be watching, you were supposed to get out undetected, not send backup after them! That was supposed to be the last result, they were lost after figuring out you were onto them!” The Swan screamed angrily.

Jungkook was silently standing in pain. “There is nothing you can say,” The Swan said with disgust. “Clean yourself up.”

Jungkook nodded and began to make his way out of the room before The Swan interrupted him.

“And clean up your actions, I will not be so kind next time…” he growled. Jungkook left the room without a word.

The Swan smiled to himself. He couldn’t help but love how pitifully obedient his men were. He tisked at the mess on the floor of his office. He pressed the intercom button for his secretary.

“Come in and clean this mess, now!” he demanded. “And bring me a new cup of coffee.”

The secretary came in moments later and he watched with his smile hidden at the woman bending to clean his mess for him. Things were going so well and were only going to get better. There was only one thing getting in the way-Taehyung.

He knew exactly what he was up to. The young idiot didn’t realize he had the entire house he lived in covered with surveillance and bugs that recorded everything. He saw him get into Minjun’s room and go on his computer. With further digging, he found out he was searching for him on the internet. Luckily Minjun arrived before he could find more.  He hid his true identity and business from Taehyung for his whole life since he had taken him off the street, but he was