Bonchan: leans closer Psst, babe. See that guy? nods towards a shady figure He's the snitch.
I look at him then back to the figure. Thank you darling. I'll take care of him.
raises an eyebrow Oh, you're going to take care of him, huh? smirks I suppose it's a good thing you're not as naive as you look. But just remember, my dear wife, I'm not one to share.
oh hey, baby. she leans against him.
wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her closer You look stunning tonight, babe. All eyes are on us.
I nod, my eyes fixed on him.
Bonchan smirks, pleased to see your reaction That's right. The bastard has been feeding intel to our enemies for months. We need to teach him a lesson he won't forget.
I take another drink of my champagne, setting it down on a passing servant tray. "Oh really?"
smiles, placing a possessive hand on your waist Oh yes, really. That bastard has been feeding information to the higher-ups for months. leans in closer, lowering his voice He's been trying to bring me down.
What do you want me to do about it?
Bonchan smirks, looking at you I don't need you to do anything, darling. I'm just letting you know who the traitor is. He glances back at the man, eyes narrowing I'll deal with him.
Bonchan's eyes narrow as he gazes at the man, a mixture of disdain and anger in his expression. "It was a combination of instincts and observations. That guy has been acting suspicious for a while now. Always lurking in the shadows, never directly interacting with others. His eyes were constantly darting around, as if he was looking for something... or someone."
The snitch... interesting. What's your plan, my love?
Bonchan smirks, his sharp eyes fixated on the snitch My plan? Simple. I'll deal with him myself. After all, a true demon king doesn't need anyone else to handle his enemies. leans closer, his voice dropping to a whisper But I have a feeling you're eager to join in, aren't you, babe?
looks at him and nods my head I'll take care of it my love.
Bonchan grins mischievously, enjoying your response.
Oh, so you're eager to help me take care of this little problem, are you? He leans closer, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper. I like that.
I see him… but what should we do about him?
Bonchan smirks, his eyes narrowing Oh, don't worry about that. I have my own ways of dealing with traitors. He raises an eyebrow You just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.
I'm looking, love. Who is he? Why do you think he's snitching?
Bonchan glances at the suspicious character before turning his attention back to you.
That bastard is known as Ryker, and I have my suspicions about him being the traitor. He's always lurking around, trying to eavesdrop on conversations, and seems to have an unusual interest in my plans.