chapter 2: the Venemous prosecutor

[At Dragomir Law Firm]

All the chairs in the conference room were occupied by important prosecutors, attorneys, and lawyers.....except for one.

That chair was beside the head seat. Arwan Dragomir, the Attorney General of the firm, sat in his chair with a dominant aura, his face filled with pride.

His elder son had once again made him proud by solving one of the most intense and confidential cases of the North Korean Agency.

The door of the conference room was opened by Asaph, Kenan Dragomir's secretary... As soon as Kenan entered, flanked by his guards, the entire room echoed with applause. Kenan arched his left eyebrow slightly, the corner of his lips curving up in a subtle smirk.

Arwan stood up, his chest swelling with pride. Then, stepping forward, he pulled Kenan into a warm hug.

"Why did you come back from your U.S. tour so suddenly?" Kenan whispered while hugging his father.

"Of course, I had to be here to witness the proud moment of my son being appreciated by everyone." Arwan broke the hug and gripped Kenan's shoulders firmly.

Kenan gave a small nod, his expression calm yet powerful.

Arwan turned towards the room. "Gentlemen..."

The room went silent.

"Kenan Dragomir, Head of the Civil Criminal Law Department and The Prosecutor General, has once again proven that crime can never stay hidden if we give our best." Arwan continued to speak.

Kenan stood tall, his expression unreadable, one hand tucked into his pocket.

Arwan continued, "Today, he has achieved what no other attorney could." He placed a hand on Kenan's shoulder.

Another round of applause erupted.

"Kenan, share your experience with your colleagues," Arwan said, stepping aside.

Kenan gave a slight nod before walking towards the rostrum. He adjusted the microphone, gripping it between the knuckles of his index and middle fingers. His deep, commanding voice filled the room...."Good afternoon, everyone."

A few female employees swallowed hard, their cheeks heating up. That voice....deep, rich, and undeniably masculine having the power to send shivers down anyone's spine.

"Thank you for your appreciation," Kenan continued. "But I would like to give full credit to my team. A leader is nothing without his comrades."

He then began sharing insights from the case, ensuring others could learn from the experience. And after a while, he returned to his seat beside Arwan.

Arwan leaned forward. "Now, let's go through this month's cases." He looked at a lady who seemed in her late twenties, "Attorney Gwen, we'll start with you."

"Sure, sir." Gwen stood up and began presenting her case.

Kenan listened attentively until his phone buzzed in his pocket. Without drawing attention, he pulled out his phone and glanced at the screen. A message notification popped up.

"You're back from North Korea and didn't bother to tell me?"

A smirk tugged at his lips as he read the text.

Another message came in.

"Get your stubborn self to our usual spot. You have ten minutes."

Kenan's smirk deepened, and finally He replied: "I'll be there in half an hour."

A response came immediately on his mobile.

"KD, you stone-headed brute..!"

Kenan chuckled under his breath but didn't reply further. He simply locked his phone, slid it back into his pocket, and leaned back in his chair, eyes sharp and calculating...

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[After some time]

the meeting ended, and everyone started leaving one by one, returning to their designated work. The conference room, which had been filled with intense discussions just moments ago, was now emptying out, leaving behind the lingering echoes of conversations.

Arwan leaned back in his chair, watching as Kenan remained seated, lost in thought.

"Kenan, did you inform your mom about your arrival?" Arwan asked, breaking the silence.

"No, Dad. I planned to surprise her at dinner."

Kenan leaned back in his chair with a small smirk, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.

Asaph, closed the file and placed it in front of Kenan, signaling the official end of the meeting.

"Well, she's going to be overjoyed to see us."

Arwan chuckled, his expression softening at the thought of his wife's reaction. "Anyway, my other bratty flash told me she's busy with her NGO seminar the whole day."

"Yeah, I talked to Drake too," Kenan replied, stretching his arms slightly.

"I'm meeting Senator Harrison for lunch. Want to join?" Arwan offered casually.

Kenan glanced at his phone, a notification popping up. He smirked. "I would have, but I just got a message from Iris."

Arwan let out a knowing chuckle. "Got it... Go then. Don't keep her waiting, or she'll roast you alive, chew you up and spit you out."

Asaph, who had been standing silently beside them, failed to suppress a smile. Everyone knew about Kenan and Iris's unique bond.

Kenan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Dad..."

Arwan only raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying teasing his son.

Kenan got up from his chair, adjusting his coat as he prepared to leave, and As expected, Asaph followed him, his usual habit of shadowing Kenan wherever he went. "It's fine, Attorney Asaph, You can take off now." Kenan buttoned his coat and checked his watch.

Asaph hesitated for a second before nodding. "Understood, Sir."

Kenan gave him a brief nod before walking toward the exit, his confident strides echoing in the now-empty hallway.

The moment he stepped out of the conference room, he pulled out his phone again. His eyes skimmed over Iris's last message, and a small chuckle left his lips.

"This girl never changes..." he thought before heading toward the parking lot, where his Blackie was waiting for him.

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Kenan pulled his car to a smooth stop in front of a cozy café. The engine's low rumble ceased as he turned off the ignition.

His sleek black car, Blackie had already turned heads, but as soon as he stepped out, the focus instantly shifted to him.

Tall, impeccably dressed, exuding raw masculinity. He was impossible to ignore. His sharp gaze scanned the café, searching for a familiar face. Just as he was about to take another step, a pair of hands suddenly covered his eyes from behind.

"Still using such lame tricks?" he muttered, effortlessly pulling the hands away.

A familiar chuckle followed. "You came back and didn't even bother to inform me... That's not fair, KD!"

It was Iris, his childhood best friend...

"What if I say I wanted to surprise you?" He smirked, shoving his hands into his coat pockets, his voice laced with amusement.

Iris rolled her eyes. "I won't buy this lame excuse."

Kenan arched a brow, his lips twitching with a teasing grin. "Really? Why?" He sat down with a roguish chuckle, adjusting the collar of his coat with nonchalant ease.

"Because a cunning fox like you never does anything out of schedule without a reason." She plopped onto the opposite chair, her knowing gaze locked onto his.

"I'll take that as a compliment." He grinned, drumming his fingers on the table. "Anyway, now go and fetch lunch because I know you already ordered it."

Iris leaned back lazily, resting an arm on the chair. "Last time, I went. Now it's your turn, KD!" She shot him a glare, challenging him.

It's a small but cozy Café with self-service, but it's their favorite, as they have been coming here since they were in highschool.

He arched a brow at her. "Alright, let's settle this fairly." He sat straight, his expression turning serious.

"Rock, paper, scissors," he said, shaking his fist.

"Rock, paper, scissors!" she repeated, shaking hers.

Iris ended up with scissors.

Kenan smirked, revealing his rock.

She groaned, rolling her eyes dramatically. "Aurgh!"

His smirk deepened.

"KD, how do you always get me?!" she whined, resting her chin on her palm.

"Simple. You always choose scissors." He shrugged casually.

"Really? I never noticed."

"Because your tongue is also like scissors...sharp and cutting." He smirked, enjoying her reaction.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "And you know why you always choose rock?"

Kenan immediately arched a brow, sensing she was about to say something ridiculous.

"Because you're as stubborn as one! Always acting tough and immovable." She grinned, eyes twinkling mischievously.

His smirk faded. "Iris!" He shot her a glare.

She burst into laughter, completely unbothered.

"We're in public. I have a reputation to uphold, girl!" He exhaled, shaking his head.

"Reputation my foot! There's no such thing as reputation between friends." She crossed her arms smugly, watching his irritation with pure delight.

Kenan sighed, shaking his head. "You're unbelievable."

"Now stop talking, KD, and bring something to eat. I'm starving." She leaned back, folding her arms.

"I'm not going," he retorted, mirroring her posture.

Before their argument could continue, a familiar voice interrupted.

"Hello, Tom and Jerry."

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