Black Card Debt: Daddy's Little Thief (Omegaverse bl)-Chapter 24: Multicolored Pins

Seoha’s POV

Nothing around me makes sense as Junho drives me back to the mansion.

Back to my new...home.

Presently, I am in a car but in my head, my body is still pinned to the wooden door in a room that smells of the horror no one should ever experience.

I hadn’t processed much of what I saw beyond the alpha’s forearm holding me down by my neck, but the naked bleeding man being held up by an older man is seared in my brain.

The car jolts once and I am startled back to the car.

The sleek interior of the car that smells like Taesan, the alpha that makes me want to scrub my skin raw, I need to wash his scent off me, I want to take my things and run far away for my life.

"Seoha-ssi" Junho calls as he looks back at me again with concern.

He doesn’t say anything else, but I immediately wrap my arms around myself, "are you-" he starts to speak but stops himself from asking more.

Are you okay, are you okay, are you okay? He has already asked that same question at least twenty times since Taesan walked out of the room.

The beta gets out of the car and tries to offer his hand to help me out, but I move away from his touch and he curses quietly.

"That asshole" he says before stepping out of the way for me to get out of the car by myself.

This is not the first time I’m being harassed like this, it was how I met Daeshin, he saved me from a rutting alpha and protected me...protected me till he eventually became the one I need protection from.

I sniffle as I turn away from Junho, he hasn’t tried to touch me but it’s logical to fear him...he is an associate of that man, isn’t he?

"I apologize on his behalf" Junho says when he walks me to the door, he opens it for me but doesn’t come in.

"It’s okay, after all I’m in his debt" I say, keeping my eyes to the floor, the other man makes a noise of disapproval but doesn’t say anything in disagreement.

"I’ll leave now" he says and bows deeply, "I’m sorry once more, I promise Taesan isn’t that type of person" he says before leaving, I watch his back as he gets into the car and drives off, sending gravel and bits of sand flying with the tires speed.

The door closes behind me, and I step into the house, it seems as if no one else is in the big house, and as if this place is a museum instead of a home.

My eyes are still blurry with tears as I turn around to examine the place, there is no softness anywhere, no sign of this being a home and worst of all, no warmth.

I can’t stay here, in a hurry, I go up the stairs to my room and start to stuff my things into my bag, the only things I have are the clothes I came in last night and my worn-out slippers.

I pack them all into my bag and pick up my mom’s guitar.

As I step out of the door, I pause and look at the door of Taesan’s room with a growl.

"Screw you" I hiss and push the door open out of spite, surprisingly, it swings open and I stare at it with shock and fear.

"No way..." I whisper to myself.

There is no way a man like Taesan leaves his room unlocked, I look behind me once to make sure I’m safe and alone, then I step into the room.

’Seoha’ my omega whine but I don’t listen, I want to satisfy myself once before I leave this hell hole, I take more steps into the room and rest my things by the foot of his bed, marveled by how big it is.

The size of his bed puts a blush on my face, and I walk past a large mirror to a board on the wall.

His scent is prominent and thick in the room, heavier than even when Daeshin is in full rut, I keep my arms wrapped around myself as I move closer to the board.

It holds pictures of multiple people held up by multicolored pins, and out of all the pictures, I can recognize nothing less than ten people, politicians, prominent people and celebrities.

My eyes follow the red strings that connects pin to pin and then I skim over the tiny notes over some of them; target, killed, keep eyes on, killed, target, prison...

Each note I read has my heart rate increasing, and something tells me, I shouldn’t be here.

I find my own picture at the top corner, taken as I was leaving the hotel room that morning...the angle tells me that he took it by himself as I can see the hotel bed and Sooin’s cheek in the image.

’Black Card Debt’ is the note holding my picture.

My hand shakes as I reach for the image.

"I’m dreaming...I’m dreaming..." I whisper to myself as the room starts to spin and shake around me, this has to be a joke.

At the top of the board is written: Captain’s list. The single word brings back the voices of the many new anchors I’ve watched.

’Man named Captain is responsible for the heist that took place at the Hyunjinbang’

’Signature of man named Captain is found on the body-’

’Man named Captain killed...’

’Who is this person called Captain?’

He is the man that the news keeps delivering bad things about? The man that has the society in a choke hold? Kang Taesan of Mountain Atelier, my dream company, is a mafia lord?

"He’ll kill me..." I whisper to my image as I realize that he’s not going to let me go, he will kill me!

I turn around to bolt out of the room, I will beg my lawyer to find a way to get me out of the country, I will find a trustworthy news station and expose this killer...but first I need to get out.

My legs carry me out of the room and to the bottom of the steps and as to dash for the door and I am about to open it, I hear a soft sob. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Daddy?"

I pause on my tracks and look back.

"Daddy, are you leaving me again?" Sooin cries with one hand over her face and the other clutching a stuffed tiger to her chest.

With my eyes on the child, I put my hand on the door handle and make my choice.