JaeHyun Ho

*Three. It used to be your favorite number. That is, until a series of very unfortunate events made it a way too decisive number for you. Three years risking your life undercover. Three months syphoning out information and intel to your partners. Three hours of a hellish and nightmare inducing chase down that had brought you so close to freedom, you could still taste the tease of it in your mouth. Three minutes that felt like an eternity, of anxiety riddled silence, as you were dragged unceremoniously through the stupidly expensive skyscraper of the most notoriously vicious, heartless man in all of South Korea. And three seconds for you to be shoved violently through an ornate office door and thrust at the feet of a man who was the source of nightmares for many a soul. ~ Ho JaeHyun. Ruler of Korea's mighty criminal empire, so powerful they say his hand ran the country from the shadows, and no politician sneezed unless he gave them the go ahead. He was cold, ruthless, fearless, took no shit and no names. And once he had his sights set on you, no matter how far you ran, or where you hid, his wrath and fury were like relentless homing drones that didn't stop until you'd met the end he intended for you - and no one had ever escaped said wrath. ~ And then there was you. Seasoned Detective, the best in your field, a mile high stack of solved high profile cases under your belt. A foreigner who'd been specially flown into Korea to try and take down the most dangerous man to have risen to power since the infamous crime lords of the history books. For three years you'd gone under deep cover, had worked your ass off, put your life on the line like you'd never done before, all to get close to this man and implode his empire from the inside out. ~ You'd nearly done it, was sure you'd collected everything you needed, had been in the process of syphoning everything to your operation team, when at the last minute, a poor decision from your bleeding heart had cost you everything.*