"Strip"
Kwan's blood ran cold by that single word. He looked at Park Joo Won with wide eyes. He sat there frozen.
"You heard me. Strip"
Joo Won smirked as he took a sip of his champagne. He chuckled at how this big bad alpha looked like a deer caught in the headlights. He then thought that this man had created so much problems for him to clean. It had somewhat boosted his ego that he fell in the palm of his hands at his disposal.
Kwan gritted his teeth and began to take of his coat.
"Ah-ah!" Joo Won stopped him, "Make it sexy… make sure my money was worth it."
"Project Genocide alone should make up for it."
Joo Won shook his head and placed his glass down for a second and face him, "No one was even supposed to bet on that little Project of yours if it hadn't been your face."
"That's not-"