Dong-Hoon was smiling like a fool looking at nowhere. “Sir are you that happy because we got the deal with Mr. Choi.” Mr. Yang, the manager butted into his sweet thoughts.
“And since when you are allowed to enter without knocking.” Dong-Hoon said sarcastically. Awkwardly laughing Mr. Yand scratched the back of his neck. “Actually, your brother, Mr. Shim Ji-Hoon is here, waiting for you in the VIP section.”
Frowning his eyebrows, Dong-Hoon stood up. “Ji-Hoon.” he mumbled to himself.
… Flame has been sparked, now we can wait for the volcano to burst....
Se-Young wanted to take a bath but laid down on the bed for few minutes to clear her mind.“Why did Dong-Hoon come into my mind when Jae-In made his move.” she had been asking that question to herself for the past one hour but could not point her finger at the answer, she could not understand why she felt bad for Dong-Hoon at the moment Jae-In was getting closed to her and feeling frustrated she exhaled deeply.“Ughhhhh, whatever.” she groaned, stuffing her face into the pillow. There was no use to find out why she felt like this because she had promised herself that she was never going to be in a relationship and end up like he
“Then....” Se-Young once again cut Dong-Hoon's words off before he could utter another word of nonsense.“Shhhh...” biting her lips with nervousness she grabbed the neck of his shirt, pulling his face closer, both of them were looking at each other’s eyes as the rhythm of their heartbeat was super-fast but in sync.She again compared her feelings within the moment to the moment when Jae-In was about to kiss her as her right hand was still on her chest and she felt that high rhythm along with the butterflies in her stomach looking at his pulpy lips. ‘Am I really... in love... with him...' she was processing all this w
“NO.” Se-Young shouted standing up from the chair as everyone looked at her.“Se-Young, why so worried.” Tae-Hoon teased her.“Tae-Hoon, don’t you dare do something silly.” Dong-Hoon also stood up from his chair.“Now I really want to see that.” Ji-Hoon said looking at Tae-Hoon.“Why not,
“Maybe I can help with the designers and related stuff.” Hani suggested. “How?” frowning his eyebrows, Tae-Hoon asked.“I mean, we can arrange the deal between your and my father’s company, they will provide each and everything from designers to fabric to every single thing related to the visuals but there will be only two conditions.” Tae-Hoon was slightly liking the idea. “And what are those?” he asked, interested in the deal“First, your company would need to give them credit for their work.” Tae-Hoon nodded his head as it was quite reasonable. “And second, all of your art
“There is nothing to listen to, you asked for a chance and I gave it to you, if you lose it then it is not my problem.” Se-Young snatched her hand back from Jae-In's grip.Jae-In was about to say something but both of them heard the sound of clapping, Se-Young turned around and found Eun-Bi coming from the direction of the kitchen. “Wow. First, the executive chef is late and then having adultery behind someone’s back.” she gave a glance towards Jae-In.Se-Young was already pissed off about Jae-In and now Eun-Bi was also there to mess with her, her level of anger was reaching the last point of its border. “I suggest y
“I can proudly say I am a fan of Wang Hye-Rin, who can dance, sing, compose and choreograph as well, she is a complete package.” Tae-Hoon read a few more of these similar comments.“It looks like you are really good at composing and writing lyrics as well.” he sarcastically complimented her and took out a file and said, “It says that you have taken part in writing lyrics and composing the song ‘I am a scar’, may I know exactly what lyrics you added? and Hwang PD-nim, I want you and her to say those lines together since you are the main producer credited for the song.”Both Hye-Rin and Hwang PD looked at e
Bending down Se-Young unpacked the courier but what she saw and read left her shaken to her core....Dong-Hoon was going towards the parking lot after an exhausting day but he never imagined finding Se-Young, leaning against his car. He frowned his eyebrows and went nearher,her head was down and maybe her eyes were closed.“Se-Young-ssi.” he called her and she lifted her head, making Dong-Hoon widened his eyes. She was crying and looking very pale.
In the third picture, an eight- or nine-year-old boy was standing in front of the big mirror, wearing some hip-style clothes.The fourth picture had an adolescent lying on the hospital bed, the Nasal Cannula was attached to his nose and he was looking very pale.Se-Young was trembling with fear by now. What those pictures meant, she did not understand and just then she remembered having an envelope in her hand as well. Maybe she would get to know something from it.With her trembling hands, she opene