The phone was ringing continuously.
Dea relaxed herself under the shower, letting the water wash the soap lather from her body. She turned off the showerhead after quite a while and brushed the fog away from the mirror glass by her hand. She intensely looked into her brown eyes, while water was dripping from her hair. Then she let out a frustrated sigh and wrapped a towel around her naked body
After she stepped out from the bathroom, she picked up the phone, praising the caller's super lengthy patience.
"What's up, Myung-dae?"
"Gosh. What's with that voice?" His voice came through. "Are you alright?
"No, I don't think I'm. And yeah I was, until now," she replied curtly. "I feel annoyed. What did you call for?
"Really? CIO Ji-ho got the IP address a minute ago, so I called you to let you know that.
Dea put the phone in loudspeaker and started to shake the water from her hair gently, glancing at t
"Mr. Jeong, are you okay? You suddenly seem.... distracted.""I-I'm...fine, it's.... fine," Sung-ho answered somehow, his hands were shaking because of that ugly memory. He pressed his hands together forcefully under the desk, ignoring the pain running through his nerves Choi Dea looked at him with slight worry, wondering why he was sweating so hard. After he explained everything what happened with her sister and him, even though she wasn't sure whether it was truth or not, her expression softened a bit. She also noticed how he had reacted when she had mentioned his father Shi-woo. So she assumed that the relationship between Mafia son and father might not be good"Thank you for your explanation about Joo-eun," she said after a moment. "And I would prefer if you don't tell about this incident to anybody. Ever.Sung-ho frowned a little. "Urm, sure.She glanced at the bracelet again which her friend had given it to her when she was little. Eve
Sung-ho entered a piece of meat in his mouth by the chopsticks and closed his eyes with satisfaction."Yumm. God, it's so delicious! And the saucy noodles with it.... umm, it's just heaven," he hummed, chewing playfully Sam just stared at him with wide eyes, unable to comment, observing his eating style. His boss had ordered both Kimchi Stew and Jjajangmyeon, it looked like he was hungry, ready to devour everything. He wondered how could a man like him were eating hot spicy food continously, even in a cheap restaurant. He looked around the tables, it was a small restaurant beside the streets full of middle-class men and women. The people were often looking at him and whispering and talking something nonstop between them. Sam wondered why his Mafia boss would eat his lunch here, he never did anything like that before since he became his bodyguard a few months ago"Why aren't you eating?" Sung-ho suddenly asked pointing at the dishes"I'm not h
Choi Dea hopped out from the driver seat and closed the car door slowly. She was standing in front of a small neat two-storey building and the whole place was plunged into dark as the lights were off. She wondered if her sister was in her home, otherwise she weren't aware of where to find her. As usual, she came here without informing her about that Choi Joo-eun was a thriving model of a new fashion company and because of her beautiful look, it didn't take much time for her to gain popularity. She was two years younger than Dea, actually they weren't blood siblings by birth. Dea was known of the fact that her sister hated her as much as possible, nothing could stop her from that since she hadn't even hesitated to destroy her own father's companySometimes, hate for someone can go beyond control, it becomes massive Choi Dea took a deep breath and passed the gate of the house. She could hear the monotonous humming of