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Chapter Seven - A Night Filled With Reflection
Cleaning up his bosses room had not taken as long as he had expected it to. Once he had finished and ensured that Mr Hua would be okay, he left. He stepped out into the night, his breath visible as he exhaled and stepped onto the uneven concrete. The streetlights were on at this point, The ugly glow they emitted helped make the streets visible but painted the area is weird looking shadows. Hos feet tapped against the ground as he walked with his hands stuffed in his pockets. He had a lot to reflect upon tonight. His mind was still processing the fact that he was actually here and not in America. Amias felt more at ease here, like everything held a greater meaning to him. America did not give him the same homely feeling. Which brought up another issue. After, he went through with his plans would he stay here or go back to the states. He wasn't sure, his parents lived and were settled in America. He didn't want to uproot them but at the same time, he didn't want to be too far away fro
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Love Of Corrupt Men Chapter Nine - Acting Class And Adjustments
Once they had arrived at the company building. Amias figured that the rest of the day would be smooth sailing. He could not of been more wrong. His schedule was insane, when he saw the amount of different lessons he had he choked on his drink. Never in his life had he been required to do that much in a day. He went directly to a Chinese language class. This had confused him initially but his managed informed him that actors, singers and such are required to know at least three different languages. On top of that he had to modeling classes and piano classes. Speaking of which, he checked his watch and realized that he was running late for his first lesson.His Chinese language class had went well despite being late, and he had enjoying learning something new with a tutor who was nice and just did their job without complaint. But it was his acting class that had led him to believe that today was just not going to be his day. From the get-go. The rather
Love Of Corrupt Men Chapter Ten - Lunch With The Trainees
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Love Of Corrupt Men Chapter One - Cracks In The Vase
The union of two souls is supposed to be a harmonious and peaceful time in one's life. However, for Amias Richardson Lee, it had been two years of constant nagging, disapproval, shaming, and alienation. Why? you may ask, simply because of his origins. His family had migrated from Busan, South Korea to America when he was ten years old. Growing up, his mother had worked two jobs, one as a cleaner, and the other as a home hairdresser. His father worked in a convenience store, but suffered from alcohol addiction throughout his childhood. After, years of saving up and sacrificng, his parents were able to put enough money together to send him to Harvard University. In return, he worked hard and managed to graduate both institutions with honors
Love Of Corrupt Men Chapter Two - From Boston To Pyeongtaek
Zipping up his navy-blue suitcase, the corners of his lips curled up subconsciously as sapplings of joy started to grow within his heart. He double-checked the room to ensure that nothing would be left behind, before he left. The orange burning sun rose over the horizon, a car passing on occasion. Happiness filled him the further away he was from that wretched mansion. One thing he knew for certain, size did not equate to fulfilment. Fortunately, for him he managed to book an early flight for today last week. He spent this week on his best behaviour anticipating today. He’d managed to get in touch with one of his old college buddies who worked as the CEO at one of the biggest entertainment companies in the country; QX Entertainment. They had produced the biggest pop groups, actors, and models that existed in the country so he fi
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Love Of Corrupt Men Chapter Four - A Familiar Face In Starry Seoul
His heart stopped at who he saw in front of him. "Amias?" the voice repeated as the man stepped forward. "Taehyun? what are you doing here?" he said as he picked up the fallen clothes, placing them onto a nearby couch before facing his friend."I work here as a model nowadays. I can see that your English has improved since we last talked." he teased causing Amias to roll his eyes."It's only been three years. Plus, only one of us was actual born in Korea, Mr California."
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