로그인Ping didn’t leave.He had moved toward the door, but instead of opening it, he paused… then turned back and returned to the chair like he had more to say.Jungwoo noticed immediately. “You’re still here,” he said, slightly annoyed but also curious.Ping sat down again, folding his hands calmly. “Because you are not finished talking,” he said. “And neither am I.”Jungwoo rolled his eyes but didn’t argue.There was a brief silence before Ping spoke again, quieter this time.“I know Ragnar,” he said.That made Jungwoo look at him properly.“…You do?”Ping nodded once. “Longer than you have been alive.”Jungwoo sat up slightly now, interest replacing some of his irritation. “Then you already know what I’m talking about.”“Yes,” Ping said. “And that is why I am telling you this clearly.”He leaned back slightly, his gaze steady.“I do not think Ragnar likes men.”Jungwoo didn’t react immediately. He just stared at his father, processing.“…Yeah,” he said after a moment. “I thought about th
Jungwoo stopped pacing and laughed suddenly, but there was nothing funny about the sound.“Of course,” he muttered. “Of course you had to fall for him.”He grabbed the chair near his desk and shoved it aside roughly. It scraped loudly across the floor. He started pacing again, faster now, hands running through his hair, then dropping to his sides, then clenching again.He looked like he had too much energy in his body and nowhere to put it.“Tall, loyal, stupid Lance,” he muttered. “Of course Ragnar would look at you like that.”His fist slammed into the wall before he even fully decided to do it.The sound was loud. Pain shot through his hand immediately, but he didn’t react at first. He just stood there, breathing heavily, forehead almost touching the wall.Then he hit the wall again.This time harder.He hissed quietly when skin split across his knuckles, a thin line of blood appearing almost immediately. He pulled his hand back and stared at it, breathing slowly, watching the bloo
Jungwoo stopped pacing and laughed suddenly, but there was nothing funny about the sound.“Of course,” he muttered. “Of course you had to fall for him.”He grabbed the chair near his desk and shoved it aside roughly. It scraped loudly across the floor. He started pacing again, faster now, hands running through his hair, then dropping to his sides, then clenching again.He looked like he had too much energy in his body and nowhere to put it.“Tall, loyal, stupid Lance,” he muttered. “Of course Ragnar would look at you like that.”His fist slammed into the wall before he even fully decided to do it.The sound was loud. Pain shot through his hand immediately, but he didn’t react at first. He just stood there, breathing heavily, forehead almost touching the wall.Then he hit the wall again.This time harder.He hissed quietly when skin split across his knuckles, a thin line of blood appearing almost immediately. He pulled his hand back and stared at it, breathing slowly, watching the bloo
The office had gone quiet again, the earlier tension settling into something calmer but heavier, like smoke after a fire. Lance sat there for a while, pretending to read a report, but his mind wasn’t on the numbers or schedules anymore.It was on Ragnar.On what he had said.On what he hadn’t said.Lance finally put the papers down and leaned back slightly. “Ragnar,” he said quietly.Ragnar didn’t look up immediately. “Yes?”Lance hesitated, suddenly unsure why he felt nervous. This shouldn’t be a big deal. It was just information. Just life. Just reality.“Ylva and I… we talked,” he said.That made Ragnar look up.Lance swallowed, then continued, “We broke things off. Properly this time. She’s abroad anyway, and we both… we both knew it wasn’t really working anymore.”Ragnar didn’t speak. He just watched him.Lance forced a small shrug. “It’s for the best. She deserves someone who actually looks at her the way she deserves to be looked at.” He paused, then added quietly, “And I think
Lance felt heat rise in his chest before he even realized what he was saying. “You… you have nice lips,” he blurted out, words tumbling out faster than his brain could catch them.Immediately, his hand shot to cover his mouth. Shit, shit, shit, he thought. Why did I just say that?Ragnar looked up from his papers, one brow raised in perfect, composed surprise. His red eyes met Lance’s, sharp and piercing, and for a moment, Lance felt like he’d been stripped bare, not physically, but every part of him exposed.“I—I didn’t mean… I mean…” Lance stammered, face heating to the point he thought it might burn through his skin. He tried to laugh it off, tried to sound casual, but all that came out was a strained, awkward chuckle.Ragnar didn’t answer immediately. He set the folder down and let his gaze linger on Lance. Unblinking. Calm. Dangerous. Just as Lance began to panic, imagining the worst, Ragnar’s eyes flicked down to his papers. A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, subtle
Lance was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, letting his mind wander. The last few weeks had been… a lot. The explosion, the hospital, the party, Jungwoo, Ragnar… and the drunk confession. Everything was spinning, and yet nothing felt like it was moving forward.He let out a long sigh. Life was complicated. He had survived chaos, lost himself in it, and yet… he couldn’t shake the way his heart still lurched when Ragnar was near.He wasn’t sure why, but a thought had formed that he couldn’t ignore: Tamera. The little girl. Seeing her always made him feel… calm. Grounded. He knew Ragnar wouldn’t usually allow it, but he had to ask.He knocked softly. “Ragnar… can I… talk to you for a sec?”Ragnar looked up, calm and unreadable. “Come in. What is it?”Lance hesitated, fiddling with his hands. “I… I was wondering if maybe I could see Tamera again. Just… check on her.”Ragnar’s brow lifted slightly. “You want to see her?”“Yeah,” Lance said quickly. “After everything… I just want to
The older man had barely moved since the attack started.He stood near the tall window like the chaos around him was nothing more than a mild inconvenience.An attacker rushed him from behind with a knife.Marcus turned just as the man lunged.His hand shot out with unnatural speed, grabbing the at
The party slowly returned to its earlier rhythm after Marcus’s arrival. Music drifted through the grand hall once again, rich violin notes blending with laughter and conversation. Waiters moved gracefully between guests carrying trays of champagne while couples swayed across the polished marble da
“For now, just be loyal,” Jason said quietly. “Survive. That’s all that matters.”Lance nodded, though the words didn’t make him feel any better. If anything, they made the weight in his chest heavier. Survive. It sounded less like advice and more like a grim reality he was being forced to accept.
Ylva smiled as the man wrapped his arms around her too.“How are you, my baby girl?” he finally spoke, his voice deep and commanding, the kind of voice that made everyone in the hall instinctively sit up straighter.Ylva chuckled, shaking her head. “Grandpa, I’m no longer a kid. Stop calling me th







