It's eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Jean was still gracefully asleep on Chanyeol's bed. Not long after, Jean woke up and immediately looked at the clock on the wall. How shocked she was to see the short needle on the number eleven.
"I'm late."
Jean hurried downstairs.
"Je." Called Chanyeol from the kitchen to see Jean's panicked face.
"Chan, why didn't you wake me up?" Jean was Annoyed.
"On purpose." Chanyeol answered lightly.
Chanyeol was a little disappointed because Jean's reaction was too normal since Chanyeol kissed her.
Could Chanyeol expect Jean to show an embarrassing face or blush because of his treatment?
"Chanyeol..." Jean was annoyed.
"Let me go, wlee." Chanyeol jokingly responded to Jean. He thought positively. Maybe Jean was still sleepy, so she still didn't remember what happened.
"You guys are still like kids. Stop teasing Jean, Chan." Chanyeol's mother twisted Chanyeol.
"Sorry Mom, Jean is the one who naughty." Chanyeol dodged it.
"Chanyeol is naughty Mom... Didn't wake me up so I was late for work." Jean complained.
"I agree with Chan. You don't have to work today. Just stay at home with me." Chanyeol's mother was still worried about this morning.
"I'm fine Mom." Jean held Chanyeol's mother's hand.
"But, Je." This time it was Chanyeol who disagreed.
Jean looked at Chanyeol. "I'm all right, Chan. Thanks." Jean flashed a smile. It succeeded in making Chanyeol's chest pound quickly.
"Do you want to wear my clothes?" Chanyeol asked because he knew that Jean couldn't come home to change her clothes for fear that there was still that bastard with Jean's stepmother.
"I'll just go home. Your clothes won't fit in me anyway, Chan. You see how tall you are. You're like a giraffe!" Jean dared to mock Chan, seeing his tall height.
"How dare you are." Chan clasped Jean's head against his armpit.
"Stop it guys. Just wear Yoora's clothes, Jean." Chanyeol's mom intervened.
Like it or not, Jean obeyed her because Chan's mother's orders were absolutely indisputable.
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Like normal days, Jean worked at a cafe during the day and worked at a club at night. Now, Jean was busy giving drink orders to guests.
Chanyeol's attitude was so possessive to her before. In the afternoon, when she was about to work at the cafe, he drove her and returned to pick her up, as well as escorting her back to the club. He even asked Jean to wait for him because he would pick her up.
Jean was grateful to have Chanyeol and Chanyeol's family in her life. She remembered when Chanyeol kissed her. Her first kiss, if only that jerk didn't take it first.
Jean was very grateful that Chanyeol's kiss could divert everything that man had done. She knew that right now, she was shameless to say this.
'Can I be with Chan forever like this? Am I too selfish if I want Chan's warm family? If so, get us together as quickly as possible. If not, move us away as fast as possible so that I don't have much hope of him.' Jean thought.
"I've just answered the question who is Mr Dominic and what he does. And he's not a mafia. And as to where Mr Dominic and what motive brought you here, later you will find out yourself. Are you satisfied with my answer?" Delia asked.Jean didn't answer. To be honest, Delia's answer wasn't satisfactory for her. But she refused to ask further and chose to nod her head."Okay, we have arrived. Inside, there are clothes that are ready for you to wear. Call me if you need anything.' Delia was about to leave, but Jean called her."Wait." Jean stopped Delia's steps."Who is the man below and who you are to Mr Dominic?" Delia turned and smiled faintly."Eliot? He is Mr Dominic's personal stylist and I am his trusted secretary."Jean was silent."Do you still have questions for me?" Delia asked, confirming."No, thanks." Jean tried to smile even though it was a forced smile."Let me go first. Don't hesitate to call me." After saying that, Delia left Jean with a thousand questions in her brai
Four hours have passed since the auction took place. Currently, Jean was on a way that didn't know where she was.Jean was silent along the way. She even didn't want to ask. It was hard for her to say even a word.Jean was too busy with her own thoughts. She thought about what her fate would be. It encouraged her to open the door of this luxury car to throw herself down. But of course, Jean didn't do it. She knew that jumping out of the car wouldn't kill her. And she thought about what her father would be like if she died.She was grateful that her father was only sad for her because she thought the man wouldn't just let go of his money.Two hundred billion was not a little. Jean was sure the man would do anything to get his money back. She didn't want her father to endure it all, bearing all the deeds done by her stepmother again.Sad, angry, disappointed, and afraid mixed together into one. Jean felt sad because she would be far from her father. She was mad at her stepmother, who ha
Boisterous voices from visitors who want to witness and become masters who would put as much money as possible to buy the auction woman they want. Jean and the seven women who participated in the auction lined up with their best poses to seduce the rich masters present in the room. Why was it called master? Because they would rule over the woman for a night or several days. Jean took a sip of saliva to see how many men had participated in the auction. This was her first time devoted to those who want to buy the best women in the club tonight. Even though Jean has been quite a while working in this club, she didn't want to know what they were doing in this room. And unfortunately, Jean became one of the auction ladies because of her stepmother. Jean applied her hands to the dress she was wearing. She wore a long gold dress with strap sleeves that showed off her beautiful shoulders, not to mention that Jean's dress was so fitting on her body that every curve of her body was printed
Like the previous days, the club was always filled with people looking for fun during the busy day. Jean was accustomed to guests serving drinks or occasionally responding to the chatter of drunken men in front of her. While listening to the chatter of the middle-aged man in front of her, Cheryl came over. "Jean, Madam called you." Cheryl informed her. Jean was a little confused because Madam called her out of the blue. It wasn't what Jean knew that Madam had given up on persuading her to serve VIP guests. Then, what did Madam call her for? "Where shall I find her?" Jean asked Cheryl. "In her room. You know? Looks like she's in a really good mood. Her smile doesn't leave her lips. Looks like she just got a big lottery." Cheryl informed Jean. "Maybe Madam just got a new young leaf that is more wow than before." Jean jokingly replied."Just go before Madam's mood went down because of you." Cheryl encouraged Jean to quickly meet Madam. ***Jean slowly approached Madam's room, wh
It's eleven o'clock in the afternoon. Jean was still gracefully asleep on Chanyeol's bed. Not long after, Jean woke up and immediately looked at the clock on the wall. How shocked she was to see the short needle on the number eleven. "I'm late."Jean hurried downstairs."Je." Called Chanyeol from the kitchen to see Jean's panicked face."Chan, why didn't you wake me up?" Jean was Annoyed."On purpose." Chanyeol answered lightly.Chanyeol was a little disappointed because Jean's reaction was too normal since Chanyeol kissed her. Could Chanyeol expect Jean to show an embarrassing face or blush because of his treatment?"Chanyeol..." Jean was annoyed."Let me go, wlee." Chanyeol jokingly responded to Jean. He thought positively. Maybe Jean was still sleepy, so she still didn't remember what happened."You guys are still like kids. Stop teasing Jean, Chan." Chanyeol's mother twisted Chanyeol."Sorry Mom, Jean is the one who naughty." Chanyeol dodged it."Chanyeol is naughty Mom... Didn't
The sound of a strong buzz made anyone who heard it jumped with fear. No exception for Delia, Dominic Archer's secretary, the second-largest shareholder of Aleris Corp, one of the biggest companies in America."Again?" The baritone voice hypnotized anyone who heard it. He was Dominic Archer."Upon investigation, the funds flowed to several women and their lavish trips, sir." She explained in more detail."How many clients have canceled the partnership with us?" Dominic asked his secretary, Delia."Not that much, but our stocks are down by a few percent. If it continues like this, we might get to a crisis point." Delia explained.Dominic patted his temples which felt throbbing."I will go out."Dominic left the room with a face that was difficult to interpret.**The room inside was not too big, but it was pretty neat and comfortable. The wall colour was grey-black with a combination of a little white to be the dominant colour in the room. Various idol posters, two acoustic guitars, a