Chapter 100: Yohan’s Uncle -2
Although Yohan had his back turned to his uncle, his gaze never left him, sharp and unblinking, waiting for the opening he needed.
The instant the lighter left his uncle’s hand, Yohan moved. His body cut through the air in a single, fluid dive. It might have been reckless to anyone else, but to him, it was something he knew he could do.
The flame spun weightlessly, a spark of destruction suspended between life and death. Yohan’s hand closed around it with precise timing, smothering the fire in his palm and snapping it into nothing.
Helen stood frozen behind him, her breath caught in her throat. Fear rooted her to the spot, her heart hammering as she realized how close they had both come to being consumed in flames.
"Yohan..." Helen whispered, but her voice snagged in her throat, barely more than a breath.
His uncle had already shut the door and sprinted out the shop entirely, so he didn’t get to witness Yohan’s incredible feat.
Yohan rose to his feet and drew Helen into his arms. She was trembling, her body stiff with shock, but he held her close, steady and unyielding.
"I’m sorry I pulled you into this," he murmured, his hand gently threading through her hair. "I promise... it’s going to be okay."
Helen clung to him as if he were the only solid thing left in the world. Her mind reeled, still unable to process how close death had come. She had faced danger before, but never like this. It all progressed so fast, that she couldn’t even process any of it.
Meanwhile, outside the massage parlour, Yohan’s uncle staggered into the street, chest heaving. He lashed out at one of the unconscious goons with a hard kick.
"Hey! Get up, we have to get out of here, now!"
The man groaned, clutching his side as his eyes fluttered open. His partner stirred soon after, blinking in confusion as if dragged out of a nightmare.
The uncle didn’t wait for their bearings to return. He grabbed one by the arm, yanking him up.
"We have to get out of here before the fire becomes big,"
"Wait... where’s the kid?" the groggy man slurred, scanning the street.
"He’s gone," his uncle snapped coldly, already turning away.
"No," a voice cut through the night. "I’m right here."
The uncle froze, the hairs on his neck rising. Slowly, he turned, eyes widening in disbelief.
But before the thought could settle, Yohan’s fist was already driving forward. The punch landed with bone-cracking force, shattering his nose.
The small, lanky man crumpled to the ground, rolling in agony as blood gushed from his nose, screaming in pain, holding his broken nose.
The other two thugs staggered back, they had already lost their will to fight Yohan so they just stood there like scared little children.
Helen went and retrieved the gun, "The three of you are under arrest,"
Soon more police showed up and put the men including his uncle in cuffs.
Yohan stood there watching as they forced his uncle inside one of their vehicles. He knew there was no way he was getting out of this without serving some time in prison, not after all the charges he had just racked up.
At the end he even managed to include attempted murder of a police officer.
’And all that was simply because of his greed’ he sighed.
He did feel a little pity for the man, but it was what he deserved. If he was prepared to end a life just for money, he should also be prepared to face the consequences.
And as for his Aunt and Cassie, they would just have to be his responsibilities from now on. He already had enough money so it wouldn’t be much of an issue.
Just then he noticed a call on his phone, it was Gunjoo, the loan shark.
"Hello?" Yohan answered.
"I heard you were able to stop them, good for you,"
"Yeah, and thank you for your help," Yohan replied, without Gunjoo this whole thing would have been a different story.
"Sorry about your guys getting arrested,"
"No need to worry about that, I told them to get out of there but they didn’t listen... If you really want to repay me maybe you could drop by the office so we can share a few drinks. I think I might have an opportunity that you would like to hear about,"
Yohan considered what kind of opportunity this guy could be talking about, he certainly had no plans of becoming friends with a gangster.
’But seeing how he helped me today I could at least have a drink with him to properly thank him’
"Okay, I’ll find time to drop by," he replied before ending the call.
Helen was speaking with two police officers at the corner. Yohan couldn’t help but notice how different she seemed—her tone sharp, her expression firm, every word measured. It was nothing like the soft, concerned way she usually spoke to him.
With her stern gaze and commanding presence, she almost looked like an entirely different woman.
A smirk tugged at his lips.
’So that’s another side of her too’ he thought, remembering the way her voice had trembled when she held open her pussy for him to put it inside.
Just then they finally drove off with his uncle.
His eyes followed until they were out of sight, he wasn’t really sad or happy,
’I wonder how it’s going to be from now on’
"Yohan, I’ve spoken to the officers you don’t have to give a statement right now if you don’t want,"
"Okay,"
"So... are you going back home?" she asked softly.
"I should probably go and tell them everything that happened," he sighed.
"Someone is already handling that. They’ll probably be at the station first thing in the morning to see your uncle."
"Oh..." Yohan muttered, unsure what to say.
There was a pause, then Helen bit her lip before speaking again. "Do you... want to come back to my place?"
Yohan turned to look at her. For all her earlier sternness, now she looked almost vulnerable, her eyes carrying a quiet, needy plea.
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[A/N]
This is the end of the first volume, titled: The Beginning of a New Life
Thank you for coming this far. I hope we have another good run.