Noun | Meaning:

A pale bluish-grey colour...

"Are you sure this is the name?" asked Hyukjae from Luca, sitting down on an oxblood chair back at the compound.

Luca nodded "Got it from old Antonio who's wife used to work for the family, she was sure that the child is 20 by now, she barely had the time to write down the name before she died"

Hyukjae looked back at the crumpled paper he was holding, the name was written in a black scrawl with lots of bloody finger prints on it.

'Aiden Luciano'

"And how are we supposed to find him?" asked Jake looking at the paper. "I think his mother was Korean"

"She is Korean" confirmed Luca. "The old woman believed that she is still alive"

Hyukjae raised and eyebrow, "alive? You meant there's two people who are alive in that family?"

"Seems like that" said Luca "The last time they were spotted, it was near Seoul"

Hyukjae sighed, "make sure that they're being searched, take all necessary actions to track them, you have permission to look in to TFC's records"

Luca bowed and turned to leave, then he suddenly turned back and looked at Hyukjae,

"By the way" asked Luca with a slight smirk, "where is your new acquired asset?"

"Asset?" asked Hyukjae looking bewildered.

"Lee Donghae" said Luca half smiling, "I told you he was a lost cause, but you never listened to me"

"Oh him" said Jake looking down and Luca saw him avoiding his gaze. "I told him to do something"

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"When he comes back, I'm fucking gonna shoot the crap out of him" muttered Donghae as he viciously pulled at the curtains of his employer's room.

"No" corrected Donghae "I will make him pay and then shoot the crap out of him"

"Nice to see you having positive thoughts" said a voice from the doorway and Donghae reeled back; and saw Jake leaning against the door frame with a slight smile on his lips.

"Seriously?" asked Donghae; glancing back at the huge stubborn curtains "why didn't you fucking ask someone else to do this shit?"

"I did" said Hyukjae walking closer to him "I asked you"

"Fucking asshole" said Donghae under his breath and pulled away the curtains; making the bright afternoon sunlight penetrate through the massive windows.

"Say that again" said Hyukjae and pushed Donghae to the wall, and a ray of sunlight fell on Jake's face; making his eyes glitter in a pure bluish grey color.

Donghae stared at Jake's eyes, his eyes went huge with amazement and admiration. Jake took a cautious step back, what the hell is he staring for?

"That colour! Its blue!! what's it called?" exclaimed Donghae, and Jake stared at him.

"You've got pretty eyes!" blurted out Donghae and imediately corrected himself "boss..."

Hyukjae took a moment to calm himself down, this idiota!. He knew Donghae was falling apart when it came to respect and desceplines, but it was the first time that someone had spoken to him without and ounce of fear...Donghae seemed too free for his own good.

"Parlami ancora così e giuro che dirò a Luca di piantarti un proiettile in testa"* said Hyukjae; looking straight into Donghae's eyes.

Donghae nodded furiously, his eyes betraying a flash of fear. And Jake caught himself; Donghae did have pretty eyes, they were the colour of richly melted swiss chocolate...not that he'll ever tell this idiot about it...

"So you do understand italian" said Hyukjae suddenly and Donghae felt a chill run down his spine, how much more is he going to betray about himself at this rate?

"Are there any more surprises for me?" asked Hyukjae coldly and Donghae shook his head; his body turning to ice.

"Good" said Jake and walked up to his table, "Madam LaVerè" he said, slapping down an invitation card on the table; "is having a party tonight, to celebrate the new assets we took into TFC Global"

He sighed and looked at Donghae; "I want you and Luca to come, if anything goes wrong, feel free to shoot"

Donghae was still getting over the shock of being entirely and almost caught to this Mafia leader,

"Sorry?" he said; looking down on the floor with a little bow and Hyukjae snorted.

"You really don't concentrate" he said tiredly.

"I-" stammered Donghae; completely caught off guard.

"You asked me the colour of my eyes" said Hyukjae Maranzano "its bluish-grey and in French its named as 'Clair De Lune' "

Donghae looked at him; speechless, he expected a Mafia boss to react very differently for his lack of concentration but Jake?...did he just let it slide??

"Im your bodyguard" said Donghae slowly, "I will do whatever you tell me to do"