How many days have passed since  I opened my eyes at another place?  [Eat your breakfast ^_^] A note was placed on the table, along with a plate of pancakes, sausage and glass of milk.  [Take a bath and wear the clothes I prepared ^_^] Another note I saw above a pair of black formal woman's suits.  [Go to Hong-ji Hotel. There is a car waiting for you outside the penthouse. Don't ever try to run away. Or else, I'll kill you ^_^] 'How dare he put smiling emoticon after saying he'll kill me?!' Anyway, I've done everything he requested. Because they told Mingyu that I am working as Joshua's secretary, I have to work for him as of today. I can't believe I got a work after months of being jobless. Though I'm not grateful for this opportuni

Minghao's Pov My master is the leader of HongYoonChoi Organisation and everyone is afraid of him, even his own son.  "What did you get by exploring around my son's house?" the old man asked. He is sitting in a wooden-rocking chair in front of the fire, some distance back, and he stretched his legs in front of him. His chin was sunk on his breast, forehead raised in odd wrinkles. My eyes glanced momentarily on his silent-half grin, a little tipsy, a little satyr-like.  My left knee knelt down while my other leg support my arm. I bowed my head to show my respect to the man I swore my oath. "There is nothing interesting documents in your son's house. However, I saw a girl inside," I reported.  "A girl inside my son's house? Isn't that odd? What do you think Ming

"Are you o-okay?" I asked."I'm okay," he lied, before he fell down on his knees. The hands that was on his cheeks fell down on his shoulder. From the moment he laid his eyes on me, his tears were flowing down as if the whole world betrayed him. There was a blast of storm in my head that frozen my lips and halted each pulse in my veins. In just a day he shown me a lot of his side: he was once an angel in disguise, a pranker,a murderer, a psycho but now is a hopeless guy. To know more or to stop getting involve doesn't matter anymore. Because this is the beginning of everything I'll regret in the future; falling in love. He wrapped his hand on my waist and the other hand cupped my nape. No matter how big and soft they are, I can't ignore how cold his hands and how much they trembled against my skin. He moved his head closer, more closer, cheek to cheek. On my ear I feel his breath, how eager he panted as he says, "Give me 10 seconds. Just

Jun’s Pov There are four things why I personally hate Hong Joshua. First, in my perspective, I am better looking than him. So I can't stand him acting so cool in front of me. Second, I don’t like how their Organization’s do dirty works. Third, he always competes with me in terms of business (and I never won). And last, I am envious how great his partners are when I am here, stuck with three idiots.  “Woah! Ocean! Blue Ocean!” –Hoshi “Fresh air!” –Dokyeom. “Gosh! I forgot to bring my sunblock!”-Seungkwan.  I am sitting under the palm tree while watching those three.  “Master! I’ll bring you ton of crabs so we can have seafood barbeque for din

Like an uncultivated flower in the middle of dark alleyway, Celine was brought to an underground bar. Inside has depressing music, men playing billiards with alcohol on their sides, and they stare at her as if they were taking her clothes off. The only maiden looked at the guy who took her in this eerie place. “Do you remember me?” Jun asked. Not only she can remember his face but also memorized every corner of his perfectly defined features: His sharp yet drowsy eyes, slanted brows, his pointed nose, heart shape thin lips and small face, they were vividly printed in her brain. Not because she was looking forward for this meeting but the other way around.  "You do, right?" he dropped the rhetorical question.  'Isn't it obvious? Why would I step in his car if I don't remember him?' Celine let out an unpleasant laugh