"What do you mean Jake? Why in the world should we transfer at least a fucking dollar of what we die hard to acquire especially for a darn reinstating campaign? I've never seen you talking about a damn donation before! Fucking spit that word out of your vocabulary honey!"

Jake looked at LaVéré, her expression looked thunderous and somewhat nervous, which gave him an odd feeling of savage satisfaction. Apparently, Donghae's revolutionary ideas seemed a bit too much for a bloody gang like Falcon Circle. He carefully kept down his liquid golden coloured glass of Dalmore on the table.

"I have already transferred the money to them" he said with a small smirk, watching the smiles flicker from the people seated around him,

"Yes but why?" said the Asian man who was drinking a cigar.

"Have you forgotten your roles that quickly?" asked Hyukjae, turning back to the goggling LaVéré, "I've already taken the decision and I'm only informing this to you bunch because I thought that all of you should know, and not because I needed your fucking goddamned advise!"

Jake looked around the table, his deadly steel coloured eyes challenging them to try opposing him, but none of them uttered a word..

"Go on" crooned Hyukjae with a smirk, spinning his gun on the polished table, "agree with me like a well behaved little team and give me your motherfucking fake smiles!" shouted Jake, his patience vanishing "everybody got that?!"

LaVéré looked furious but gave a small tight lipped nod which was followed by the grumbling half-hearted consents of the others.

She looked keenly at Jake's young handsome face, dark circles ran along his eyes which seemed to have lost it's vibrance somehow... in fact he looked exhausted; shoulders rigid with a look of draining impatience and stress.

'He looks weak' pondered LaVéré toying with her 22k gold pen, while enjoying the moment of looking at the exhausted Jake who was reading various papers documents those were kept neatly in front of him by Luca.

She glanced at Luca standing studiously behind his young charge. A worthy asset that could've worked for Cosa Nostra instead... but it was foolish asking him to join their side even after 16 years. He was too full of Falcon pride to give anyone else a chance, and he might as well shoot her if ever got more than a hint of Cosa Nostra.

Half and hour later when she walked out of the conference room, a light triumphant smile was playing on LaVéré's red tinted lips.

'Wait for it Jakey' thought LaVéré as she swaggered down the ancient curving mahogany staircase of the Falcon Manor; her black stilettos making satisfying 'click' every time it hit the wooden floor, 'you won't even have time to realize who kills you at the end... I'd love to see your face when you fianlly see who it was all along..'

She stoped and stood next to the dark-wood guilt framed mirror that was hanging on the wall and checked herself in it. She was halfway doing her eye makeup when she noticed the patch of polar trees those were reflected by the mirror. Looking at the view gave her memory of running around them when she was a child; holding Leonard's hand tightly... she had foolishly loved him then...

"Watch me Leonard, watch how Cosa Nostra gonna rise again" muttered LaVéré to her reflection in the mirror, "and watch how your little Falcon empire burn to the ground from your grave with your darling little wife"

Her lips curled viciously as she remembered Natalya, her grace, her intelligence and elegance, how Leonard's eyes shone with love as he told LaVéré how much he was in love with the girl he barely even had a courage to talk to, even if he was filthy rich... LaVéré clearly remembered how heartbroken she felt because he never considered her as anything more than his best friend...

That was his biggest mistake... and that boy looks so much like Natalya that made her blood squirm with hatred...

She stayed a while looking at the mirror until she felt like revisiting her ex-crush's grave. Ignoring the fact that walking on wet grass can totally ruin her 16th century Viennese royal shoes, she started walking toward the huge backgarden...

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Jake walked toward the couple of polar trees those were gently swaying in the soft afternoon sunlight, it was chilly outside but he loved the look of fresh dewy grass.

The sky was coloured with shades of pearly pink and pinkish orange, with a light shade of bluish purple. He could see thin whisps of clouds drifting aimlessly from above the roof of the manor house. Jake sighed, where was Donghae? He has been searching for such a long time that it almost felt ridiculous.

When he finally reached the thin line of trees, he looked into the distance, taking in the blaze of colours that came from the meadows below where equal plantations of wheat and violets were were grown in the same field. The soothing shades of cream and violets calmed him down.

"Were you looking for me?"

Jake turned around and saw Donghae walking towards him, the setting sun's rays illuminating his chocolate brown eyes, making them look like two honey wells..

"I was" said Jake nodding, "seems like they've never heard the word donation before"

"Are you happy about what you're doing?" asked Donghae gently while Hyukjae stared into the distance.

"I dont know" he said finally, looking at Donghae with a smile, "at least I don't feel guilty anymore"

"Jake!" said Donghae repoachfully, "you can't forget what you did that easily!"

Jake laughed out loud, "you and your 'kind' stuff" he scoffed, "sometimes I just wonder if you even have enough courage to kill a mosquito"

Donghae laughed at that, "You're wrong" he said, turning and staring at Jake's blue-grey eyes, "I can definitely; but I just don't want to kill anybody, you know? sometimes I just wonder why you chose me to guard you, Luca is much more professional than I am"

Jake sighed and pulled him closer, making Donghae gasp into him. Jake silently trailed his fingers along his face, his touch doing addictive things to Donghae's skin. He was lost in Jake, lost in his touch, lost in his eyes and his gentle behaviour, he'd never imagined that Jake could be so gentle when he first met him...

"Professional as he is" whispered Jake closing his eyes, "you give so much more to my life, than anybody else ever did"

Donghae pressed himself closer to Jake, taking in his scent. "I love you Hyukjae" he whispered, closing his eyes.

Jake didn't reply, he placed a light kiss on Donghae's forehead, his soft pink lips trailing down inbetween his eyes, down his nose, trailing small kisses until he stopped in front of Donghae's lips, hovering millimetres apart waiting for his permission...

Donghae raised his face, brushing his thin lips against Jake's full ones, his hands slipped on either side of Jake's waist and stroked him while Jake's fingers tightened on his shoulders

Donghae felt Jake's tongue brush against his lips, while gently pushing him back until Donghae's back leaned against the trunk of the polar tree. Jake imidiately started kissing his neck, giving him so much pleasure that Donghae opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, his lips gasping open with a silent moan of pleasure.

Little droplets of water trapped on the leaves began to fall on both of them, making cold wet patches on their clothes. Donghae looked into Jake's eyes as he felt him giving pressure on his hips, grinding his hips against him making Donghae look down at both their bodies pressed hotly together.

"Sometimes you make me feel in some type of a way" whispered Jake, lifting Donghae's face so that he was looking right into Donghae's honeyed eyes,

"Is it a good way?" he whispered back,

Jake' breath caught...

"I just want to have a normal life with you" blurted Jake, his voice breaking with emotion as he stroked Donghae's silky hair, "I just want to love you without worrying, I want to walk with you, bring you flowers, forget my life existed before I met you, laugh out loud with you without caring if anyone heard, have a family-

"Jake-" said Donghae,

"I want to do everything for you and- and I want to do you in- in the right way- with love... I just want to see you smile because it makes me forget who I am... and-and I hate who I am Donghae!"

Donghae couldn't take it anymore, tears streamed down his face as Donghae flung himself forward, kissing Hyukjae furiously, with all the love that he felt.. a light blush creeped into his face, as Jake lifted him off his feet, their lips never breaking contact.

"I love you" sobed Donghae, it was the only he could say with all the things he was feeling at the moment... "I love you Jake"

Jake put him down and imidiately pulled him into a tight embrace, keeping his head on Donghae's warm chest

"I will never stop loving you" he whispered back.

They stayed there, figures bathed in the afternoon sunlight with bright rays filtering through the gaps, their t-shirts drenched from the dew that fell from the trees...

Not having the slightest idea that LaVéré had been watching them.