SON'S HEIR (MICHAENG) (18+) CONVERTED

CHAPTER 7

Chaeyoung 's POV

We arrive at my club, Burlesque, and
I open the doors, the music blasting.
The walls of the inside are soundproof
so it doesn't sound like much from the
outside. Anything at all actually. The
club gets even louder when they see
the Son sister's walking through. I
walk past the bar, grabbing the bottle
of liquor and I look at it.

"Give me the Spirytus, Cheska."

"Shit, boss. Guess it's just one of those
nights then."

She passes me the clear bottle filled
with liquor and I pour a shot, throwing it back. I stumble a little, the liquor catching me off guard, and I smile, taking the bottle with me. I walk through VIP, watching the strippers grind on and f*ck the men there as they tuck bills in their thongs. Carson closes the velvet rope behind us and I walk to the elevator, putting my fingerprint onto the pad, opening the doors to step in.

The door opens and my office stands
there, neatly. Papers are stacked
perfectly on both sides of my desk,
the view of the city is amazing, and
everything looks exactly how I left it.
I walk to sit at my desk and I see the
paperwork I left there. I finish filling
it out and start on more before I get a
call.

"Yeah." I say putting my desk phone on speaker.

"They're waiting."

"Im ready for them. Send them up." I
say.

After a few short minutes, I hear a
knock at the door. I pour another
shot and I shoot it back, preparing for
the meeting. Jeongyeon lets them in and stands guard at the door.

"Ah, Katarina. Ms Son. How are ya?"

"Cut the bullshit, Jinyoung." I say. "Get to the point."

"That's no way to greet your dad's old
best friend."

"Jinyoung I don't give a shit what you
were to him. He's dead. There's only
me."

"I was still part of his life."

"Well that doesn't matter now that he's not alive anymore. What do you want."

"I just need... A loan." he says. "Our
family has been struggling."

"Yeah? Is it because every time you use someone's mafia for protection, guns, or money you never pay it back?"

"Katarina, come onnn. I was your d-"

"Don't f*cking... use that against me.
You know what he meant to me,
Looking back on the records he held,
it looks like you fucked him over. I
won't let you make the mistake of
Screwing me over too. This isn't his
mafia anymore, it's mine. Don't say it's
what he would have wanted because
my father wasn't a kind-hearted man.
If anything he would have wanted
me to kill anyone who I even felt was
gonna f*ck me over. You were never
his friend because you stole from him."

"I wouldn't do that, Katarina. Not to you."

"But to my father." I say angrily, getting up. I hear a gun cock. My head turns slowly in the direction the sound came from. Jeongyeon is quicker and already has his gun pointed to his chest. I walk
slowly to Jinyoung as I slip my gun from it's holster. "You gonna pay up Jinyoung? My money and the money you owe this mafia?" I say sneering.

"B-but we don't... We don't have any to
give." he says.

"It's not a f*cking gift, it's what you
owe. If you can't get me my money,
your wife will be the only one left to
take care of your family."

"Please! My boys, they need me.
They're going off to college, they need
mỹ support, I-I... I can't-"

"Then I suggest you pull that money
out of your ass. I've got a family to take care of."

"Please! I'll do anything!" he says.

"Give me... my money. I'm giving you
3 months to give me my 2 million.
You're lucky I'm being at least a little
generous. You and your buddies
would've been all over my walls if I
Wasn't."

"Thank you Ms Son. Thank you." he
says.

"Get the hell out of my face." I
command. He scurries backwards and
hurries out of the door. I take the bottle and sip from it, sighing as it burns the hell out of my throat.

"Getting an old ass man to cower at
your feet? Today must've triggered
something in you. Even I was a little
scared. "

"Piss off." I say.

"So..." Jeongyeon says as I finish up some paperwork. "Have you told her?"

"No. Not yet. Today was the only day
we were able to not argue so maybe I'll have more time in the future to break it to her."

"You know she's gonna be pissed,
right?"

"No shit Jeong, it's an arranged
marriage. Of course she's gonna be
pissed."

"Mm.. Well, I'll meet you back at the
house. And stop all that drinking, you
need to get home."

"Fine, alright." I say giving her the
bottle.

"See you,"

"Mhm."I hum. I grab my phone out
and call Mina. I don't know why
but I... want to make sure she's not
sneaking off somewhere. I don't care
about her. I just... I'm making sure.

"Chaeyoung?" she says.

"Where are you."

"I'm in my room."

"Jeongyeon's on her way back So if you're doing something you're not supposed to, I suggest you wrap it up."

"Im not doing anything smartass, I'm
just sitting in the house. You don't want me anywhere else." she says.

Why did that make me feel... bad?
Somehow?

"I just feel that that's the best way for
me to make sure you and the baby are
protected. I can't afford... something
happening to. it."

"Well you're not really helping the
cause if you're not gonna let me
actually have a life and help me not to
be so stressed. Arguing causes that. I
just want it to stop."

"Im... working on it.". I can just sense a smile on her face.

"I appreciate that. And yes, I know it
takes two to grow in.. whatever we
have going on... I'm working on myself too." she says.

We sit in a lingering silence until I
clear my throat. "Uh, I have to um..
finish attending this meeting. I'l be
back soon."

"Okay." she says.

She hangs up and I sit back at my desk, thinking. Who the hell am I right now? What's so special about her that I've actually.. No I haven't. She's... I don't care about her. I just want my child. Then she can go on about her way with Mark. That's who she loves anyway. She can't love me. I'm in a mafia for Christ sake.

If that were something she knew.. if
she isn't stupid shel run away while
she can before it's too late. Then you're in it for life.