Monday turns out worse than I thought it would be. I should have known not to drink heavily yesterday, but I wasn't exactly thinking.
I feel fatigued and kind of just want to walk out of work, get back to my apartment, and crawl into bed.
The hangover, however, is the least of my problems.
Another day, another dose of drama from Park Entertainment. And this time? It hits too close. Again. Okay, not as close as the Roberto issue, but still.
I thought that today would be about me avoiding Hyun Bin at all costs. Instead, I woke up to news that he was spotted with his secret girlfriend in Jeonju yesterday.
"Thank you," I tell the server at the company cafe as I take my tray loaded with a dish of black noodles and turn around to find somewhere to sit.
I take a step forward but someone walks in front of me, too close, and they brush against
My office phone rings on Thursday evening. It's almost six, and I stayed behind to finish one of the costumes I've been working on today. Curious who could be calling me after work hours, I take the call. "Ms. Tsindoli from Design. How can I help you?" "Hello, Ms. Tsindoli. This is Rebecca from Mr. Park's office. He wants to see you right now." My heartbeat accelerates immediately at the sound of his name. I haven't seen him all week. It saved me from the agony of facing him after what happened. Especially because the dating rumors are still flying around, and I still don't know what's true and what's not. I figured that if they are true, I can forget about what happened between us and move on with my life. Breaking my rules to sleep with him when he's my boss is different from sleeping with him when he has a girlfriend. "Okay," I mumble before pu
"Let's seal the deal, then." "What?" I ask as Hyun Bin lets me go and, taking my hand, leads me over to his desk. Standing behind me, he presses his lips to the back of my neck. I suck in a breathe and grasp the edge of the desk with my fingers. "What are you doing?" I ask, even as my body presses back to his. "I've spent a lot of time thinking about bending you over this desk," he whispers, his lips leaving a hot trail on my neck. His tongue teases my ear lobe. "Many, many times." His words send a jolt of excitement throughout my entire body. My mind is working ahead, imagining that scenario. It's so exciting and the stuff of my fantasies, but is it not risky to do it here? What if someone walks in? "Can we do that here?" I ask. "Yes. Nobody will walk in, don't worry." I swallow and
It's twenty minutes past ten o'clock and I'm sitting in my living room, sipping from a beer can and watching a drama on my TV. After leaving Hyun Bin's office, I came straight to my apartment. Bella sent me a text that she was hanging with some friends and may not come back for the night. I took a shower, put on a loose fitting shirt dress, then ordered spicy fried chicken because I was too excited to cook. Two hours later, I'm still waiting for Hyun Bin to show up at my door. I didn't expect that he'd be this long. I wonder if he'll come by, at all. I mean, he would let me know if he changed his mind or something came up, right? I don't have his number but I'm sure he has mine. I'm unable to concentrate on the program I'm watching as my mind starts churning with thoughts. Since the day I realised Yeri lives in my building, I've never
"Where are people?" I ask as I step past the threshold of Bella's new apartment. We're supposed to be having a house warming party, but there's nobody but Bella inside. "Am I too early?" I ask, walking into the house. "Nope, you're just in time," she says, coming over to me and taking the brown bag in my hand. "Thank you for the wine." I'm still looking around, confused. "Bella, you told me you'd take care of everything and not to worry. Where's... Everything?" I ask that because there's no sign of decoration in the house. All I see are three beer boxes on the kitchen counter and food steaming on the stoves. She bounces on her feet and scratches behind her neck. "I decided not to throw anything big. Honestly I'm exhausted with all the moving and work interviews, so I decided on something small with a few close frie
"What are you thinking about?" Hyun Bin asks, his index finger swirling on my stomach. We are at Hyun Bin's place and I have no idea what time it is, only that it's quite late. We left Bella's place shortly after she got sick, and that was about eleven o'clock. We barely got upstairs to his room with all our clothes intact as we rushed to get into each other's arms. The first time was hurried, as if we were a pair of long distance lovers who were seeing each other after months of separation. The second was less chaotic, and it's in the aftermath of which we're lying here, my head resting on his left arm while the other one plays around my body. "Nothing," I say, tracing his arm with my fingers. "No, don't give me that. You're distracted." I turn my head and give him a kiss on his bare shoulder. "You're the only distraction I see around."
"So, Cho Yuna is putting up with your obsessive fans, being accused of stealing their man, while the real thief is warming your bed. Omo! I haven't laughed this much in a long time."I exchange a look with Hyun Bin, who simply rolls his eyes at his younger sister as she bursts into laughter again.Right, she's his sister.Earlier on when she burst into his room, I almost had a heart attack before I recognized who she was.Park Min Ji.She's thirty, three years younger than Hyun Bin, and one of the most famous celebrity siblings. Well, she was sort of a celebrity herself before she left for the States about four years ago. Despite being thirty, she looks like she's still in her early twenties. Her skin is flawless, and her overall appearance and energy easily pass her off as a much younger woman.I guess I should be embarrassed at how we met but I
“Park Hyun Bin is an Overbearing Control Freak, Former P.Ent. Employee Claims” "Do you think Hyun Bin is a control freak?" I look at Bella, then back at the article title on her phone. "I don't know, do you?" I shoot the question back at her. "You're the one who has been fucking him for weeks, how would I know? Is he dominant in bed?" "It's not been that many weeks," I reply, rolling my eyes. It has been three weeks, but to be honest, it feels longer. "Not the point." I shrug. "The anniversary is near, so you can bet all kinds of antis and embittered former employees are going to come up with stinky tales." "Woooo, look at who's being defensive. Did you buy a stake at the company or something?" I scoff and flip the pork belly on the grill between us. "I
I wake up at seven o'clock, which I'm happy for — that's enough time to prepare, have breakfast, and get to work without being ridiculously late. That happiness quickly dissipates when I try to sit down from the couch only to be welcomed by an aching body and a throbbing headache. I'm in the middle of taking a hot shower when I recall Hyun Bin's text from last night. Did he come by? Maybe he called and I didn't pick up because I was out cold on my couch. Cursing myself, I beeline for my phone after my shower. Strangely, there are no texts or missed calls from him. I figure that he must have changed his mind about coming by and proceed to dress. I leave my apartment at around twenty past seven and head straight for a restaurant in my neighborhood where I order a bowl of hangover soup. After that, I catch a bus to work.