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My Model (BL) The Unveiling
The dawn sky stretched across Istanbul in a pale wash of gold and silver, yet the city felt anything but calm. The air was heavy with tension, as though the Bosphorus itself was holding its breath. Every seagull’s cry, every car horn in the distance, seemed muted beneath the weight of what was coming.Inside the safehouse, the team gathered in the main room. Their faces reflected sleepless nights and restless thoughts. Maps were spread across the table, dotted with red pins and scribbled notes. Circles marked Lazarus’s suspected movements, and arrows stretched like veins toward the heart of the city.Soo-ah stood at the edge of the table, arms folded tightly across his chest. His sharp eyes scanned the papers, but his mind wasn’t only on the mission. He glanced at Sang-woo, who was checking his weapon with quiet efficiency. The bandages peeking beneath Sang-woo’s shirt reminded Soo-ah of Guadalajara—of blood, of fear, of that night when he almost lost him. His heart squeezed painfully
My Model (BL) Rooted
The courtyard fell into silence after Lazarus’s words, silence so sharp it cut through bone.Soo-ah’s heartbeat thundered in his ears. He dared not look at anyone—because if he did, if he saw even the smallest flicker of guilt, it would break him.Sang-woo’s voice sliced through the tension.“You’re lying.”Lazarus chuckled softly, spreading his arms. “Am I? Then why did my men know exactly where to find you last night? Why were my snipers already in position when you emerged from the safehouse?”He took a step forward, shoes clicking against the cobblestones. His men fanned out behind him, rifles steady.“You think I guessed? No.” His eyes glinted. “I was told.”Joon-ho snarled, gun raised, his body shaking with fury. “Shut the hell up!”But Soo-ah felt it—the seeds of doubt sinking deeper. He glanced at Adam, who stood unnervingly still, his knife gleaming faintly in the moonlight. At Yoon-min, pale and trembling, his bandages darkened with fresh blood. At Seo-jun, whose eyes were n
My Model (BL) Knees Weaken
The night dragged on like an endless blade cutting through their nerves. Every tick of the clock was louder than gunfire, every creak of the floorboards a threat. The safehouse was battered, patched together with overturned furniture and barricades, but the real fracture wasn’t in the walls—it was inside the group.Sleep came in fragments, if at all. Each person rested with one eye open, one hand close to their weapon. Trust had become a fragile thing, like glass already cracked, waiting for the slightest pressure to shatter completely.Soo-ah sat in the corner of the room, his knees drawn to his chest. His body ached from exhaustion, but his mind wouldn’t rest. He kept replaying the attack in his head—the timing, the routes, the precision. Someone had given Lazarus exactly what they needed. But who?His gaze flicked across the room.Adam was seated by the broken counter, his posture stiff, his face unreadable as always. His usually pristine white shirt was streaked with blood, his ti
My Model (BL) What happens then?
For what felt like endless minutes, the battle raged. The group fought tooth and nail, holding the line against wave after wave of attackers. The air was thick with smoke, acrid gunpowder, and the metallic tang of blood.But even amid the fury, Soo-ah couldn’t shake the thought gnawing at his mind: Who betrayed us? Who told them every route, every plan?When the gunfire finally lulled, when the last intruder fell with a heavy thud, silence descended like a suffocating blanket. The group stood panting, their bodies bruised, their clothes torn, blood staining their sleeves and collars.Soo-ah’s hands trembled as he clutched Sang-woo’s arm. His ears still rang, his lungs burned, but his eyes searched every face in the room.Seo-jun lowered his gun slowly, his expression unreadable. “They shouldn’t have known. Not unless someone gave them everything.”The weight of his accusation hung heavy in the air.Joon-ho’s jaw tightened. “You’re saying one of us did this?”“I’m saying facts don’t li
My Model (BL) The Trap is Set
The following morning, the safehouse was cloaked in a tense quiet. The air was heavy with unspoken suspicion, but no one dared to voice it aloud. Every pair of eyes held questions, and every gesture felt weighted with meaning.Seo-jun stood at the head of the table, spreading out the final draft of their plan. His voice was steady, though his jaw was tight. “We’ll feed Lazarus false intel. A decoy mission in Kadıköy. If he sends his men there, we’ll know someone here leaked it.”Joon-ho folded his arms, his gaze hard. “And if no one takes the bait?”“Then we’ll know the traitor’s smart enough to wait,” Seo-jun admitted. “But it’s our best chance.”Yoon-min, still weak but unwilling to be sidelined, leaned forward. “And in the meantime? Do we just sit and watch each other like enemies?”“No,” Sang-woo cut in, his tone sharp. “We stay united. That’s the only way we’ll survive this.” He looked around the table, eyes lingering on each face before resting on Soo-ah. “We can’t give Lazarus
My Model (BL) Traitor
The night over Istanbul was restless. The Bosphorus shimmered beneath the moonlight, waves lapping against the shore as if echoing the turmoil within the hearts of those preparing for what was to come. The safehouse had grown tense. Every sound outside—every footstep, every whisper—felt like a possible threat.Soo-ah sat near the window, his gaze distant. He had been quiet since their last confrontation with Lazarus’s men. Sang-woo, though still healing, refused to let his injuries slow him down. He approached Soo-ah, the familiar softness in his voice barely concealing his concern.“You haven’t spoken much tonight.”Soo-ah turned his head, offering a small smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m just… thinking.”Sang-woo lowered himself into the chair beside him. “About the mission? Or about what comes after?”For a moment, Soo-ah didn’t answer. His fingers traced the condensation forming on the glass of the window. “Both,” he admitted. “I keep wondering if I’m strong enough to face t
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