JEONGHAN’S POV　　I picked up the lamp and smashed it against the table, sending millions of shards plummeting to the ground.　　I stared at the destruction I made, completely out of breath. Beads of sweat clung unto the sides of my face and my t-shirt was drenched.　　Blowing out a shaky breath, I slowly slumped unto the chair, my face red from fury.　　I’ve never been this angry before.　　Well…　　There was that time when I saw the picture of Yoo-Mi and Josh kissing. And when I found out I was arranged to get married with Brittany.　　And now that Yoo-Mi has a child.　　Fuck it!　　I clenched my fists tightly.　　I exited my room and made my way into my mini bar. I need a drink.　　I picked up the bottle of vodka and poured the liquid on my glass. I quickly down it and I squeezed my eyes shut from the sudden burning liquid in my throat.　　I groaned trying to erase the t

JEONGHAN’S POV　　Fuck I made her cry.　　I stared at her broken form as she glared at me, looking like I was the worst person to ever exist in this world.　　My whole body was shaking. And when she pushed me and ran away, I wanted to stopped her, to apologize for what I’ve done, but no. You deserved it Yoo-mi. You fucking deserved it for hurting me like hell.　　.　　.　　.　　.　　.　　YOO-MI'S POV　　I washed my face with cold water and when I looked up to see my face in front of the mirror, I could see that my cheeks were swollen and my eyes were puffy.　　I hated myself for being a cry baby. I should know that he will never stop throwing hurtful words at me but why? Hadn’t he moved on? He’s getting married for pete’s sake!　　I wiped my face with a clean cloth when I saw Lia entered inside the wash room.　　“Hey, a

It was already past six when Josh drives us back in the house. I stepped out of the car and Josh lifted Honey who was exhausted and her head laid on Josh’s shoulder while carrying her inside the house. I followed them but then I abruptly stopped when I found a white audi r8 that was parked right in front of the house. Shit!　　There was Yoon Jeonghan sitting inside the living room like a king. His eyes glared at me murderously like he wanted to kill me on the spot.　　“Sir.” I looked at her apologetically.　　Josh turned on me and I nodded at him giving a sign to leave us alone.　　“Sir, I’m so sorry I forgot—“　　“Let’s go!” he suddenly rose up and pulled me in the hand, dragging me outside.　　“Sir wait—“　　“We don’t have time Miss Kim! I have to meet the client at 7!”　　“I’ll get the keys!” before he could pr

When I got home, I took a long shower and let the steaming hot water washed Jeonghan off of me. “I love you babe.” I could still hear him say it before I drifted off in his arms. I could still feel him, on my skin and between my legs and in my head, and I don’t know what to do about it.　　And slowly, as the endorphins fade away, the panic sets in.　　He didn’t say anything, he didn’t promise me anything and it really breaks my heart. What would I expect anyway?　　After I tossed on a warm pair of pajamas, I laid down on my bed. I blushed, remembering spreading myself apart for Jeonghan, that sound he made when he looked at me with undisguised, untamed, predatory lust on his face, and then what came next, Oh my god!　　I closed my eyes trying to calm the warm feeling that rises in my chest when I think of him, holding me in his arms and kissing my whole body and mumbling against the top of my head that I was important to him.

“Prepare your things for a week.” That was Jeonghan’s last words before I exited out of his office. And Friday has come so fast so I placed my suitcase on top of my bed and started packing my things.　　I stuffed my clothes, toiletries, shoes and books laid all around it. I haven’t been on a trip, even on a holiday so I wasn’t sure what I should bring. I ended up picking out a few sundresses and some summery clothes and of course my business attires and packed it into the suitcase.　　Suddenly the door burst open and a sad Honey stepped inside my room. “Baby, what’s wrong?”　　“You’re leaving and I feel sad mommy.”　　I stopped packing and put down the shoes I was holding to meet my daughter with a hug and placed her on top of my bed as I kneeled in front of her. “It’s for my work baby.”　　“Can I go with you?” she asked, her eyes pleading.　　My he