Chapter 0 - Prologue

Slam!

When the door burst open, Yeonwoo almost screamed out in surprise. To his relief, the only visible reaction he made was to take his eyes off the desk and glance toward the direction of the noise.

It was none other than Yeonwoo’s boss, with whom he had passionate s*x just two days ago, that walked through the open doorway. His temperature hadn’t even yet faded from Yeonwoo’s body. Yeonwoo held himself back from gulping, and instead stood up and respectfully greeted his boss as always.

“Is something wrong, Mr. Pittman?”

Yeonwoo could already guess the answer without hearing his reply. He clutched onto his thrashing chest and concentrated every bit of his might to keep a straight face. Looking down at the cold beauty who seemed no different from usual, Keith twisted the corners of his mouth and let out a laugh.

“Ah, terribly wrong.” He pulled on one of his own ears and clenched his teeth. “Some daring son of a b*tch marked me.”

Yeonwoo came close to bowing at his feet and yelling out an apology. However, all he really did was quickly remark, “Oh.” Keith glared intensely at Yeonwoo, unsatisfied by his reaction.

“‘Oh’? Is that all you have to say? ‘Oh’?” Keith finally exploded and yelled at the top of his lungs.

The reaction was justified in every way. Who in the world would dare mark that arrogant man without his permission, much less so blatantly?

“You don’t remember who it was?” Yeonwoo asked calmly.

Keith, who was slamming his fist into the wall, turned around and looked at Yeonwoo with a daunting scowl. In all fairness, he wouldn’t be here doing something like that if he knew. Yeonwoo was both terrified and relieved.

Who was the culprit that disappeared after boldly marking their territory on Keith Knight Pittman’s body?

Keith would never know. Yeonwoo comforted himself, telling himself that it would all be okay. Keith, who had blasted out a hurricane of rage on Yeonwoo, sighed and opened his mouth once again.

“Call Whitaker.”

Yeonwoo flinched at the name of Keith’s head personal bodyguard, whom Keith ordered around like his own two hands and feet.

“Do you plan to find that person?”

“No.” Before Yeonwoo could relax, Keith added, “I plan to kill them.”

Keith combed back his loose hair with his fingers. In that moment, his deathly sweet smile felt like a death sentence to Yeonwoo.