Bet: Breaking the Crown Season 2 [Hyunlix]
Prolonged
The grand ballroom of the Hegemony Gala was suffocating. Crimson velvet curtains hung heavily from the gold-trimmed walls, absorbing the sound, while the massive crystal chandeliers above cast a sharp, blinding light over the crowd
A second ago, the room had been filled with classical music and light laughter
Now, the music had died down, replaced by the low, eager murmur of the country’s most powerful people swarming around Table Alpha-One
They looked like vultures circling a fresh prize.
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Chairman Lee! Is it true? An international model?
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He has your exact eyes, Chairman. A brilliant addition to the Lee Corporation😊
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We had no idea you had a second heir hidden away!
Lee Dong-wook stood tall, a glass of crystal-clear champagne held gracefully between his fingers.
His face was a mask of cold satisfaction.
He didn't look like a father welcoming a long-lost son back into his arms, he looked like a ruthless CEO who had just successfully bought out his biggest competitor
Lee Dong-wook
The press will receive a formal statement tomorrow morning, gentlemen
Lee Dong-wook
*voice smooth, deep, and completely devoid of warmth*
Lee Dong-wook
For tonight, let us simply appreciate that the Lee Legacy is secure
Right beside him sat Felix
Felix didn't look at the high-ranking officials who were trying to catch his eye
He didn't look at the flashing cameras from the media cordoned off at the back of the room. His hands were folded neatly on his lap under the table, his posture perfectly straight
He was dressed in a tailored midnight-blue tuxedo that felt more like heavy armor than clothing.
The bright, cheerful sunshine that usually followed him around the university campus was entirely gone. His eyes were like two pieces of polished ice.
In his mind, a single thought repeated over and over, cutting through the overwhelming noise of the ballroom
He hadn't said it out loud. He didn't need to. The words were a quiet, lethal vow kept deep inside his chest.
By stepping into this bloodline, Felix had officially taken the board.
Right next to Felix, Minho was falling apart.
To the rest of the world, the eldest Lee son looked perfectly calm, his jaw set in a rigid, handsome line
But beneath the white tablecloth, Minho’s fingers were twitching uncontrollably. He nervously fidgeted with the fabric of his trousers, his breathing shallow and uneven
He had spent the last four days trying to prepare Felix for this nightmare under the guise of a casual modeling shoot, but seeing the trap actually snap shut was making his stomach turn with nausea.
Minho leaned in slightly, his shoulder brushing Felix's, his voice a barely audible whisper against the noise of the crowd.
Lee Minho
Don't.... Don't look at them....
*murmured, his voice tight with an older brother's desperation*
Lee Minho
Don't give them anything. Just focus on the table. Look at the glass....
Felix didn't blink. He didn't even turn his head toward his brother. His profile remained perfectly still, frozen in stone.
Lee Felix
I am Focus, Hyung
His voice was flat, empty, and entirely hollow.
Lee Felix
I've never been more focused in my life...❄️
The utter lack of emotion in Felix's tone made Minho freeze. The sweet, giggling younger brother he wanted to protect from their father's shadow was slipping through his fingers, replaced by the very monster their father wanted him to be.
Minho's hand clenched into a fist against his knee, trapped by his own dark secrets.
Across the wide floor, on the exact opposite side of the room, sat Table Zenith.
Hyunjin sat like a statue under the heavy, disciplinary gaze of his own father, Hwang Jihyun.
Hyunjin's hands were clenched into tight, trembling fists on top of the white tablecloth, his knuckles turning completely white against the porcelain dishes.
His eyes were locked onto Felix.
He couldn't breathe. His chest ached with an agonizing pain that made his throat feel tight.
Every moment of the stupid campus bet, and every real, forbidden feeling he had developed for Felix crashed down on him at once
The guilt was a physical weight crushing his lungs.
He wanted to cross the glittering room, flip Table Alpha-One over, and drag Felix out of this hellhole
But his father’s heavy, ring-adorned hand was resting firmly on his shoulder—a silent, terrifying reminder of his status and duty.
Hwang Jihyun said coldly from beside him, not even looking at his son.
Hwang Jihyun
Look away, Hyunjin
Hwang Jihyun
The Lees made their move. Do not make us look weak or desperate in front of the press❄️
Hyunjin didn't look away. A single tear threatened to spill over his lashes, but he forced it back, his eyes practically begging Felix to just look at him, to show some sign of the boy he loved.
Beside Hyunjin, Seungmin leaned in close. His usual calm, distance was completely shattered, replaced by deep, dark worry.
He spoke in a sharp, urgent whisper, keeping his face perfectly still so Hyunjin’s father wouldn't notice.
Kim Seungmin
Hyunjin. Stop staring. Control your face. You're going to cause a scene, and the cameras are watching...
Kim Seungmin
💭You have to bear it...Hyunjin...
Hwang Hyunjin
*Voice cracking, a desperate whisper*
Hwang Hyunjin
He’s right there, Seungmin. Look at him. He’s completely frozen. That’s not Felix... that's not my Felix...
Kim Seungmin
I know it’s not...But look at Chairman Lee. If you move or stand up right now, you won't just ruin yourself—you’ll make things ten times worse for Felix. The war just started. We have to sit here and take it
💭 Please be strong
Back to Table Alpha-One, Christopher and I.N sat in absolute silence, their heads bowed low.
I.N looked like he wanted to disappear into the floor, utterly unable to handle the suffocating atmosphere of the elite world they had dragged their friend into
A few seats down from Felix at Table Alpha-One, Han was actively trembling.
His expensive, tailored suit felt like a cage.
He was sitting at the most exclusive table in the room because of his family's massive banking empire, but he couldn't care less about the money or the status right now.
His eyes darted frantically from Felix, to Minho, and then across the room to Hyunjin
Han’s heart was hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.
He felt a desperate, overwhelming urge to slide out of his seat, run across the platform, and grab Felix’s hand to pull him away from the wolves
Han Jisung
💭Move! Just stand up and grab him
Han Jisung
💭Who cares about the family?
But his knees felt like lead. His own mother's sharp, warning glare pinned him to his seat from across the table
Han sank lower into his chair, shrinking his shoulders, trying his absolute best to hide from the flashing cameras. He felt a deep, sickening wave of self-loathing.
He was Felix’s best friend, his only real friend from the university, and yet he was sitting here in a luxury suit, keeping his own secrets while Felix’s world was burned to the ground
Finally, as if feeling the sheer, agonizing intensity of the gaze from Table Zenith, Felix slowly, deliberately shifted his eyes.
He looked across the glittering ballroom, past the swarming billionaires, the bowing politicians, and the heavy crystal decorations. His icy gaze landed directly on Hyunjin.
For a long, agonizing second, time seemed to stop completely. The noise of the crowd faded into a dull hum.
He leaned forward slightly, his eyes screaming a desperate apology that his lips could never form in public. He wanted Felix to see the truth—that he loved him, that the bet didn't matter anymore, that he would give up everything to fix this.
But Felix’s expression didn't alter. There was no anger burning in his eyes. There was no sadness, no betrayal, and absolutely no warmth.
He looked at Hyunjin the exact same way he looked at the cold marble pillars of the ballroom. He looked right through him, as if Hwang Hyunjin was nothing but a ghost from a past life.
Slowly, gracefully, Felix raised his wine glass toward Table Zenith
It wasn't a toast of friendship or a nod of recognition. It was a formal declaration of war
He took a slow, calm sip of the dark red wine, set the crystal glass back down with a soft, definitive clink, and looked away, breaking the contact completely.
Across the room, Hyunjin felt his heart shatter into a million jagged pieces. The angel was officially dead.
The crown had been placed on Felix's head, and the first move of The Revenge had just been made.
Fairy Binnie
It's Season 2😘
Fairy Binnie
hope you like this season
New Life
The heavy iron doors of the grand ballroom finally swung open, signaling the end of the night. For the S-Class, it felt like the end of the world.
Without a single word to anyone, Felix stood up from Table Alpha-One
He didn't say goodbye to the high-ranking officials. He didn't look back at Table Zenith where Hyunjin was still staring, completely heartbroken.
Felix just turned on his heel, his midnight-blue tuxedo jacket sweeping elegantly behind him as he walked toward the exit.
Right behind him followed Dong-wook
Dong-wook had a wide, satisfied grin across his face
Tonight had been a total victory for him. He had successfully trapped Felix into the family legacy, humiliated the other elite families, and secured the ultimate prize for the Lee Corporation.
He looked like a king who had just conquered a new territory
Beside Dong-wook walked Minho
Minho’s usual confident, sharp posture was entirely gone
His shoulders were slightly hunched, and his walk was rigid and controlled.
He kept his eyes glued to the polished marble floor, refusing to look at the cameras that were still flashing around them.
Every step he took felt like he was marching to his own execution.
He had helped his father bring Felix here, and now he had to live with the sickening guilt of what he had done to his little brother.
The cool night air hit them as they stepped out onto the grand, covered driveway of the hotel.
A sleek, black luxury Lee Family car was already parked at the front, its engine purring softly in the dark.
Felix stopped right in front of the vehicle. The silence between the three of them was heavy and suffocating
Slowly, Felix turned his head and looked at Dong-wook. His expression was completely blank, his eyes piercingly cold
There was no fear left in Felix.
He looked at his father not as a son looking at a parent, but as an equal opponent in a dangerous game.
Dong-wook’s grin only widened at the icy stare. He loved this version of Felix. This was the ruthless, emotionless heir he had always wanted.
Lee Dong-wook
You did exceptionally well tonight, Felix
Lee Dong-wook
*voice smooth and dripping with pride*
Lee Dong-wook
You proved to everyone in that room exactly who you belong to
Felix didn't answer. He just kept his cold eyes locked onto his father's face.
Instead of getting angry at the silence, Dong-wook simply smiled
In a shocking move of mock respect, the powerful Chairman stepped forward, reached out, and personally pulled open the luxury car's back door for Felix
Lee Dong-wook
Get in, Son. Your new life is waiting for you
Felix didn't hesitate. He didn't say thank you. He just stepped into the car, his movements graceful but robotic, and slid into the leather seat
Before Minho could follow him in, Dong-wook placed a heavy, firm hand on Minho’s shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. Minho stiffened, his breath hitching in his throat.
Lee Dong-wook
*whispered*
Look at him, Minho. That is what a real Lee looks like. You make sure he stays that way. If he wavers, or if that Hwang boy tries to contact him... you will be the one who pays the price. Understand?❄️
Minho swallowed the lump of anxiety in his throat. He didn't look his father in the eye, but he nodded slowly, his fists clenching tightly at his sides.
Lee Minho
Yes....Father...
Dong-wook patted his shoulder roughly, the fake warmth completely vanishing
Minho slid into the back seat next to Felix, closing the heavy door behind them. The tinted windows instantly cut off the outside world, plunging the interior of the car
As the car slowly pulled away from the gala, rolling down the driveway toward the city lights, Minho finally turned to look at his brother
Felix was just staring straight ahead out the window, his jaw tight.
Felix didn't even turn his head. He kept his eyes on the passing streetlights, his voice echoing in the quiet car like cracked ice
Lee Felix
Save your apologies, hyung. You did what you had to do. Now, it's my turn❄️
New Bodyguard
Days had passed since the explosive night of the Hegemony Gala, and the world outside the Lee Estate was in absolute chaos.
The media was flooded with articles about the New Heir of the Lee Family.
But inside the massive, quiet walls of the Lee Estate, time felt frozen.
Felix sat behind a massive mahogany desk in his newly assigned private study room.
The room was grand, lined with towering bookshelves and heavy gray curtains that blocked out most of the afternoon sun
He was no longer wearing his simple university clothes.
Instead, he wore a crisp, expensive black button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up neatly to his forearms.
Spread out in front of him were stacks of corporate files, financial reports, and legal documents for the Lee Business
Felix turned a page slowly, his eyes scanning the numbers without a hint of exhaustion.
For the past week, he had barely slept.
He had thrown himself completely into learning the family business. If he was going to break their crown, he first had to understand exactly how the empire was built.
The heavy double doors of the study suddenly clicked open
Felix didn't look up from his file. He already knew who it was by the heavy, arrogant footsteps echoing on the hardwood floor.
Lee Dong-wook
*walked into the room, a wide, satisfied grin stretching across his handsome face*
He looked around the study, his eyes landing on the tall stacks of paperwork Felix had already completed
Lee Dong-wook
*voice dripping with pride as he walked over to the desk*
Lee Dong-wook
Only a few days in the estate, and you are already managing the quarterly accounts better than half of my directors
Lee Dong-wook
I knew you had the blood of a leader in you, Felix
Felix finally closed the folder in front of him with a soft thud.
He raised his cold eyes to look at his father
Lee Felix
I don't like wasting time, Chairman. If I am going to hold this position, I expect to know every single detail of this company
Dong-wook’s grin widened. He loved the sharp, demanding tone in his son's voice
Dong-wook nodded. He stepped aside and gestured toward the open doorway
Lee Dong-wook
And because your time is so valuable~ you will need someone to manage your schedule, handle your security, and ensure no one from your... "past life"... interferes with your work
A man stepped into the study, closing the heavy doors behind him.
He wore a perfectly tailored black suit that couldn't hide his broad shoulders and muscular frame
His posture was incredibly sharp, standing at absolute attention. His face was serious, his dark eyes radiating a quiet, intense strength.
Lee Dong-wook
Felix, this is Seo Changbin
Dong-wook announced, clapping a hand on the man's solid shoulder.
Lee Dong-wook
He is one of the most trusted men in our security and corporate sectors
Lee Dong-wook
From today onward, he is your personal assistant and your bodyguard. Wherever you go, he goes. Whatever you need, he handles😊
Felix adjusted his gaze, looking up at the broad-shouldered man standing before his desk.
Seo Changbin
*didn't look away from Felix’s icy stare. Instead, he took a step forward and bowed deeply, showing absolute respect*
Seo Changbin
It is an honor to serve you, Second Young Master
Seo Changbin
I will ensure your safety and your schedule are completely flawless
Felix watched him closely. He knew exactly what this meant
Changbin wasn't just a helper—he was a watchdog sent by Dong-wook to monitor Felix’s every move and make sure he didn't try to run back to the S-Class
Felix stood up from his chair, leaning his hands on the desk as he looked at his new shadow.
Lee Felix
Flawless? That is a very high standard, Changbin-ssi❄️
Seo Changbin
*Straightening up, his voice firm and steady*
Seo Changbin
I do not fail my duties, Young Master
Felix let out a low, humorless breath that sounded almost like a laugh
He looked past Changbin's shoulder, meeting his father’s smug gaze
Lee Felix
Very well. You can leave us, Chairman. My new assistant and I have a lot of work to catch up on
Dong-wook chuckled, thoroughly amused by his son's cold independence
He patted Changbin on the arm one last time before turning toward the exit
Lee Dong-wook
Keep him focused, Changbin. The future of the Lee Corporation is in that room
With those final words, Dong-wook exited the study, leaving the room in a heavy, sudden silence.
Felix stood perfectly still behind his desk, his eyes locked onto Changbin
The broad-shouldered guard didn't flinch under the intense pressure of the young master’s gaze
He simply stood there, waiting for his first command.
The pieces were moving. Felix now had his own crown, his own office, and his own guard. The war was finally starting to take shape.
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