The silk brushed against Junghoon's neck as he adjusted his tie. "What did you find?"
Mark stepped forward, a file in hand. "The buyer is into organ trafficking, Boss."
The alpha clicked his tongue. "That puts this deal at a disadvantage, doesn't it?"
He turned to the door. "Reject the offer. No matter the amount."
Mark hesitated. "He's from China. The members won't like your decision."
Junghoon hummed softly. "Is that so?" He stepped out of the room. "Anyone who questions my decision will deal with me personally."
The other bowed. "I'll get to work then, Boss."
As they stepped outside, the alpha tilted his head toward the sun. 'It's pretty sunny, isn't it?'"
His driver opened the car door. "The weather forecast predicted it will be hot today."
Junghoon smirked, entering the vehicle.
The car rolled out of the mansion gates and into the busy streets. The alpha tapped a finger on the seat, humming softly under his breath.
