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these violent delights have violent ends.
mood: intrigued
paek dae-hyun
There were certain parts of the criminal world that Dae-hyun enjoyed, and others that he only suffered through because of necessity. Dae had not yet decided which area Bleeding Hearts fell into yet. When he had first received the invitation, a bleeding heart flower inside of a matte black envelope tied together with a red ribbon, he had brushed it off and decided to decline the invitation to focus on the empire he had just inherited.
However, his father had other ideas. Becoming the leader of the Paek crime family in such a tumultuous time (and with a troublesome brother that made the entire family look bad), Dae-hyun needed to cement his position as leader with a strong show of family unity. And what better way to bring the family together than a wedding?
That was how Dae-hyun had ended up locked inside a small concrete room, blood spurting from his broken nose as he tightly pulled his neck tie around his opponent's throat to force him into submission. The man to slip into unconsciousness, thrashing as much as he could on the way down to the cement floor. With his competition defeated, Dae-hyun finally relaxed his grip on the black piece of fabric around the other man's neck.
"Congratulations, Dae-hyun. You have won your match and proved yourself worthy of entering Bleeding Hearts." A voice crackled over the speaker, a loud buzzing alerting him to the doors opening. Wiping the blood off of his nose with the back of his bruised hand, the gang leader walked out of the secure holding room and into a pristine hallway.
As he stepped onto the sleek mahogany floors, a woman covered in blood exited the room opposite him. The two stood staring one another down, assessing the other for any indication of aggression. Upon finding none, Dae-hyun extended his hand to the woman, offering a charming smile despite the pain throbbing through the crooked tilt of his nose.
"I'm Dae-hyun, it's a pleasure to meet you." The woman raised an eyebrow but took his hand, two different shades of warm blood mixing as they did.
"Ziva. The pleasure is mine." She spoke, a coy smile playing on her lips as she turned away from him to look down the hallway.
"Shall we go see what all this fuss is about?" Dae-hyun asked, offering his arm to her as they began to stroll towards the exit.
"Let's."
At the end of the hallway they pushed the deep red curtain aside, ascending a winding staircase until they reached a softly lit ballroom, an extravagant set up of food, liquor, and entertainment lined the grand area where a few people were mingling about.
"Welcome to Bleeding Hearts." A woman with thick, salt-and-pepper hair greeted from the stage at the front of the room. "I'll be your host on your journey to find connections, and pleasure, this week. You twenty-five participants are the best of the best in our line of work, as proven by your elimination of the other twenty-five invitees you fought individually."
Every pair of eyes scanned the room, appraising their competition and potential partners. Dae-hyun had thought he might look disheveled with his undone tie and bloody nose, but everyone in the room was in a similar state of disarray after their own battles. His companion, Ziva, was by far the messiest, her hair had tumbled from what he assumed was meant to be a sleek bun, her red dress was ripped in jagged edges, and she was covered in enough blood that it was safe to assume she had done more than knock her opponent unconscious to win.
"To get to know each other better, we have arranged a quick round of speed dating. Please find the place card with your name on it, we will begin as soon as everyone is seated."
coded by reveriee.