Dea wiped her lips with a tissue, then scowled at him with anger, an unusual feeling was sticking in her throat. "Lee Myung-dae!"Myung-dae wanted to shrink into the chair. He didn't know his suggestion was totally that unexpected to her. He looked at her with pleading eyes, thinking how to explain this to her.       A few months ago, he had come to hear some rumors about a new Mafia boss in Busan city. One night, he was being followed by some unknown strangers, while walking on the streets alone, he thought they were the spies of their competing companies. His phone was dead and he didn't have any gun with him for his protection. When those five guys attacked him from behind like some cowards, a man saved his life from them, just like a hero. Myung-dae had been in contact with that mysterious man a few times, but he didn't tell Choi Dea anything about that. He didn't even know about his true identity until a week ago by coincidence. T

She widened her eyes, like her whole world was exploding before her eyes.       As soon as his warm lips touched hers, her mind went blank, she didn't know what to do. She numbly stared at his thick, fluttering eyelids, feeling his slightly heavy breath. She knew she had the strength to push him away, but what she didn't know was why her body wouldn't move. He spontaneously moved his hand to her thigh, pulling in and out her lips by his, until....Dea pushed him away, dumbstruck.'What the hell just happened?'Sung-ho was stumbled back to his chair, exhaling sharply. When he noticed her hard and startled look, he realized that he shouldn't have kissed her like that. Not in their meeting after so many years."Have you gone crazy? Why did you do that?" She suddenly felt so angry looking at his red, swollen lips. Those lips were just on her mouth, tasting her. She hastily wiped her lips by the back of her hand and gave him a cold

Dea tiredly entered the password of the gate, good thing her stepmother didn't change that until that time.      Her head was still throbbing because of what Joo-eun had said to her earlier, her mind was running with an unknown feeling. All she had done in her life was just moving on and pretending everything else around her was invisible, the cause was she had been broken. Something had broken her a long, long time ago, which couldn't be fixed again. But in this evening, after hearing Joo-eun's words, another thing seemed to snap inside her again.A middle-aged housemaid named Wandara opened the front the door. She had been taking care of their house for years, she was kind-hearted and nice, Dea knew her well."Miss Choi!" Wandara widened her eyes, looking at her with shock. "You came home eventually! Why on the heaven you're still standing outside? Come in, come in!" she vigorously waved her hand and stepped aside from the door to let her

The phone was ringing continuously. And boringly.    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 gent

Sung-ho stepped out from the building and briskly walked to his car. People around him were looking at him with surprise, he could tell they were wondering who he was.   Because of being a Mafia's son, he usually never went out somewhere without his bodyguards. Though at first he hated it being surrounded by scary and smart-looking people headset mouthpiece all the time. He had been stubborn that he would go alone if he went outside of his house since he disliked the idea of gathering too much attention. But it hadn't taken much time to figure out that every time he had gone outside since he grew up, there were people who had been followed him like ghosts. Even when he was fourteen years old, one day he had been shot in the back of his left wrist and the bullet broke his Lunate bone of arm. Since then his father Jeong Shi-woo had strictly forbidden him to step outside from his home without bodyguards. Not that he had cared about what his father ordered, he kept the