LOGINEun Hye remembered the several times she had declined invites to chill at exclusive after-parties and midnight clubbing. She always turned them down. She didn't feel like she had the same privileges they had. They could slip up and get away with it without having their parents cut them off. Instead of socializing, Eun Hye poured all her energy into making her male counterparts recognise her, this led her into missing out of what being a happy youth felt like after spending years battling with old men who had lived more than twice her lifetime. She truly felt dumb now that she thought about it. Seo Eun Hye downed another shot of her drink, a bitter chuckle leaving her lips. Why did it take her this long to figure it out? One more shot, and she developed the liquid courage to flip through her message box till she stopped right on her friend group box. It has always been Hae-Won and Ae-cha, the last time she was active in the group happened to be a mon
“I don't want to hear it, Duncan. Go back and comfort Min-a like you always do.” Eun Hye snapped, a hot blazing glare directed towards Duncan. He has never seen Eun Hye look this mad at anyone before, let of him. The venom and pain in her voice made his heart shrink in pain. “That was just-” “No!” Eun Hye screamed at him. Luckily they were the only ones in the hallway. It was the executive floor and everyone on this floor either had their office here or didn't even work on this side of the city. Just when Duncan thought he couldn't stand looking at her looking and sounding hurt, her lips quivered after she yelled at him. They took a few seconds of silence to look at each other. There was nothing else to say. The finality in her voice already spoke loudly where she stood. Duncan took a step back in surrender, causing a strain of guilt to trickle down Eun Hye's throat. Just before she could do anything stupid like take her words back, she straigh
“Noona…I had no idea you were that desperate to get married.” Seo Min-a sat on the table looking down the room directly at Eun Hye as she cleared up the files she had come in with. She sighed. Ignoring her brother until she had her files in order so she could finally pass them on to their father for authentication. “Min-a…I don't know if you haven't noticed but I'm not in the chatty mood. I have a lot going on on my mind and I would really love it if you leave me out of your little seek and destroy game.” She dropped the file down on the glass table, letting out an even louder frustration-filled sigh. “Hey, don't put that on me. I'm not the one who dropped the responsibility on you.” Min-a poured salt on her open wound. “Min-a…” both Seung-ho and Duncan cautioned at the same time. “No! Let him speak.” Eun Hye barked, exhausted at her brother's charade, and attacked all the time. Duncan quietly stood up and closed the door. “What is it, Min-a? What
“She may or may not have called me gay and I may or may not have called her a piece of work, gaslighting, delusional baby who needed to date younger and foolish guys?” Seung-ho summed it up just about right. It still managed to make Min-a laugh again. “Sounds like Eun Hye but definitely doesn't sound like you…at least on that occasion. But I understand.” Min-a patted his shoulder, taking the now half-eaten donut from Seung-ho and sticking it into my mouth. “That was mine,” he pouted. “Finders keepers” Min-a shot back with a small smile. “You are not mad?” Seung-ho asked Min-a, a bit surprised he didn't play the family card on him. “At you? Well, you roasted my sister rightfully, so I have given you a bail offer.” Min-a sent him a smirk while drinking his iced coffee. The contagious smirk got Seung-ho. It felt like a load was lifted of his shoulder. “I was actually talking about your sister and the roasting...I know now that it wasn't right and I should have taken
Seo Min-a knew he would have been thinking about it if he didn't hear Seung-ho speak up. “He would probably be thinking we were doing something very different.” Min-a chuckled a little at that. It was such a Seung-ho thing to say because he hated awkward situations with his sister. He almost felt bad for him that he was dealing with the other side of his sister's persistence. . “He's not a kid. He has seen two consenting adults kiss before.” Eun Hye spoke in her infamous flirty voice. It wasn't even much of a flirty voice if you asked Min-a. If anything, he thought of it as her just pronouncing every word with extra enthusiasm. It didn't change the way Min-a's heart dipped at the mention of the word 'kiss'. Have they kissed each other? Were they about to kiss? None of these questions pleased Min-a. If he were low on self-control, he would have kicked the doors open this very moment and dragged Seung-ho out of the desperate claws of his o
“Hello...uh, you are rich people too. More money, more problems, and even stronger responsibilities.” She took in another drag, feeling warm in her chest as he stared long and hard at her. “When did you start smoking?” Seung-ho asked, after gesturing she passed the vape to him. “Uh-kind of like after Min-a's breakdown. I needed something to cope with. Alcohol wasn't really all that for me, so I-” She collected the vape pen back and took a quick drag. “So I, you know…started asking my fellow business school friends for some weed and they introduced me to a whole ring of them. I secretly own a farm outskirt of here but no one knows.” Eun Hye winked at Seung-ho. “Now I do…” He chuckled awkwardly. “Yea. I might have to make you sign a personal NDA…” Eun Hye drifted closer to him and with every reduction of space between them, Seung-ho grew more rigid. “What about you? When did you start doing hard drugs?” She chuckled at her choice of words. “I don't
The last time Min-a smoked the devil lettuce was sometime three years ago, it wasn't in his best interest but he did it anyway. “Have you ever smoked weed before?” Ji-ho snatched it from his hands, taking one out of the bag and handing it to him, before taking one for herself. “Yeah. But
“I got home safely yesterday, thanks for asking..” Inn Woo commented sarcastically, bowing to Min-a. A guilty look flashed in Min-a's eyes. “I am sorry, Inn Woo. You look fine and you always do after every hangover, it makes me think that you are just this secret agent who's just good at ev
Aera placed a hand on his shoulder as she watched his face crumple in disappointment before it faded off. “Alright.” Min-a turned around to leave only to be held back by her small palm wrapping around his arm. “Uh, Min-a. Did you guys have a huge fight or something?” She inquired cautiously.
“I don't know...December or something. You give the last born, spoiled child energy.” Ji-ho shrugged. “The nerves you have…” Min-a shook his head in disbelief. “Min-a, she's not exactly wrong. You are the last born and you're spoiled.” Duncan agreed with Ji-ho. “Big brother, you are on no moral







