The Intruder in the Shadows

Fri, 22 May 2026 00:44:04 +0000

Kook had been casing the mansion for weeks, his sharp eyes missing nothing from his hidden vantage points in the surrounding woods. Minho’s place was a burglar’s wet dream—isolated, dripping with excess, and guarded by a security system that was more show than substance. He’d studied the routines meticulously: the staff left by 8 PM, the alarms were on a predictable loop, and Minho himself was a creature of habit. Fridays? The bastard was always out late, schmoozing at some elite club or buried balls-deep in one of his side pieces. Kook knew the layout from blueprints he’d “borrowed” online, but he hadn’t seen much of the wife. Rumors said Minho kept a hot young thing locked away, but she never left the grounds. No matter—Kook wasn’t there for people; he was there for the safe in the study, rumored to hold cash, jewels, and documents worth a fortune on the black market.