Jas and Yoori had just returned to their hotel room after a hectic day when his phone rang. Cursing inwardly, he turned it into silent mode and proceeded towards the bathroom to join Yoori, who was already sitting in the vast bathtub playing with the foamy water. "I thought my pet would wait for me, but I was mistaken." He teased taking off his clothes. "Oh, my goodness, Jas." "What's with the sand?" Yoori giggled, covering her mouth with her hands as she pointed to the grains of sand that had stuck in his snow-white thighs. "You now see why I despise basking on the sand." "I now look like a sand castle." He joked about joining Yoori in the bathtub. "What the hell, Yoori?" He screamed the moment his skin came into contact with the extremely cold water. He had asked her to prepare warm water but she did otherwise. "What?" She inquired with an innocent face, and Jas sighed. Grabbing the strawberry shower gel beside them, he poured it into his hands and scrubbed Yoori's skin. "I love
At exactly six in the morning, Jas had already packed both his and Yoori's bags. He was yet to tell her about their emergency trip. It wasn't a must for him to travel with her back home, but he was doing it for his father. He had badly wanted to meet the girl who had managed to steal his son's stone heart and melted it with so much love. Never had he ever imagined that one day his son would call him up gushing about a girl he had won over. Among his three sons, Jas was the quetist. He never talked much and did not like interacting with people. There was a time he suspected him to be gay. There was not even a single time that a lady could pass by, and he stayed without rolling his eyes or wrinkling his pointed nose with disgust.Although his son was already mature, he prayed day by day to the great one to let him live longer so that he could take care of him. He was his lastborn, and he wouldn't let anyone harm him. He was used to taking care of and protecting him. When he finally he
With his hands firmly holding Yoori's, Jas rested his head on her chest. He had tried everything within his means to bring her back, but he had terribly failed. For once, he thought that maybe he had mistaken the love he had for her. He thought that maybe the love wasn't enough at all. But what if his love was not enough? He would learn how to make it enough later because, right then, he had only one job: to bring her back, and there was no way he should fail or else he was going to lose her forever!"Two hours left." He mumbled when his dark blue eyes scanned the room and read the wall clock hanging above the door."Yoori, we don't have much time left; please come back to me." "I beg you." He shook her vigorously. "You like when I manhandle you, don't you?" "Today you will prove if it's true or if you have always lied to me." "Come back." He shook her more roughly. As he made to climb on top of her and kiss her, his doctor arrived and threw questioning eyes at him."Are you going to
"What the fuck?" A middle-aged man, still handsome in his looks, spit out the coffee he had in his mouth. Shaking his head, he rubbed his eyes repeatedly, asking himself if he was dreaming."Hey, come and pinch me, boy." He called a male worker who passed by him. The worker gave him a puzzled look and went about his business."Holy fuck!" He choked again. "Am I dreaming?" He asked no one in particular. "If this is the girl my son is crazy for, then I am finished." He muttered to himself. Earlier, he had sat in his mini library inside his room to drown his sorrows by reading a couple of books while sipping his black coffee.When he was so focused on the book he was reading, his phone bleeped, taking his attention. "You have got a video from "my proud." The notification displayed on the screen was read. He had saved his firstborn son Kabir with that name. He was proud. He was his first in many things, and luckily, he has turned out to be perfect.Whenever he looked at him, he just could
"Spill!" Yoori yelled against Jas's ears, unexpectedly shocking him. She had been watching him for a long time. He looked like someone who wanted to tell her something but hesitated."Are you crazy?" "I can see you have gotten your energy back." He chuckled, shaking his head. He was used to Yoori's childishness. Where on Earth could someone possibly find a 22-year-old yelling against people's ears like that? He always felt like a blessed man in the world for winning the heart of a girl like her. Every day was like a ceremony to him. He was indeed blessed."Don't try to act innocent." You know why I'm telling you that; spill!" She yelled again, her hands akimbo. The baggy blue shirt she wore hang loosely around her slender body giving her a childish look."Spill what?" He asked, stood from his chair, and crossed his arms over his chest. "Pet, I can see you are now okay." "I will ask Kabir to discharge you." Upon saying that, he turned to leave, but Yoori pulled his hand."I know there
Something wet and soft licked Yoori's face, sending warmth all over her body. She turned on the other side of the bed, groaning inwardly. "Since when were puppies allowed to take a stroll inside hospital rooms?" She asked herself inwardly.When she was still residing in Strathmore City, she possessed a male dog, which she lived with and cherished very much. After she was thrown out of the mansion, she didn't know where the dog went. Maybe he was still taken care of because all the workers knew how much she loved her dog.The dog would always wake her up early in the morning. The dog would try to pull the covers away, and when she failed to wake up, it would sit on her tummy and lick her face."Mmhh!" She moaned as she felt someone turning her around. Whatever was sending warmth all over her body had captured her lips, sucking them hungrily. She hissed in pain when her lips were bitten. She opened her eyes and rubbed them before adjusting to the bright lights. It was already morning. T
A sweet aroma wafted through Yoori's nose. Inhaling deeply, she struggled to open her sleepy eyes and woke to follow it. "Mmh! Yummy, yummy! "That must be yummy." She tripped over her shoes. "Ouch!" She screamed in pain. Her ankle was red and strained. Large hands scooped her from the floor and carried her gently to the bed."Why are you jumping around?" I asked you to be careful, didn't I? I told you, and I'll still remind you: never get off the bed immediately after you have woken up. "Do you get me, pet?" A deep, caring voice that any girl would wish to hear every day, a voice that many envied pampered her."I didn't expect to trip over those shoes. "I was just following the delicious aroma." She blinked innocently."I know about that. You couldn't have hurt yourself. "See, I was bringing the soup to you." The man stretched his hand, pointing at the bowl of soup that was sitting on a tray. "It's your favorite." Take it before it gets cold. And let me not find you roaming around ba
Yoori drove towards the office in an insane manner. She was sweating profusely, so she used the back of her hand to wipe her sweat off. She had spent almost the entire day in the mansion trying to plead with Jas. Fortunately, after two hours, her hard work paid off. Jas has instructed her to fire her assistant Kelvin after they are done finalizing the deal they were going to discuss.She had made him understand that if she had to fire him before going to the office, then she wouldn't have an assistant with her in the meeting room, which of course would be inappropriate.Her car tires screeched on the gates of her office, alarming the security man, who has started dosing. "Good morning, Miss Yoori." He bowed her head slightly as he opened the gates for her. Flashing a wide smile at him, she drove past him and parked her car."I'm so sorry I'm late." She apologized, bursting through the doors of the meeting room."You kept us waiting, Miss Yoori, but don't worry, we will all forgive you
"Which part of the world did she take her to?" Jas asked the nurse. The news that Yoori's mother was still alive and had been flown to City X sent a new wave of hope surging through him.Yoori, on the other side, was so happy that she couldn't control her tears. Just a moment ago she was sad, thinking she would never see her mother again, but that confession made her happy, and she was left feeling like the luckiest being on earth at that hour. According to Jas's dad, her mother had never seen her because the moment she was born, her aunt had stole her, and that's what bothered her. How will her mother recall her if she has never seen her? When she opened her eyes to see the world after she was born, she met her aunt's eyes staring down at her, and she had been referring to her as her mother since then. She knew it would be impossible for her real mother to know who she was, but she still hoped she would recognise her."They say blood is thicker than water." "I hope our blood will con
Yoori stared at Jas with her mouth wide open. "What do you mean by wanting to tell me about my real parents?" She asked, sucking a deep breath. "I mean the people who gave birth to you, not the ones who took care of you all your life." He sighed. Yoori had been telling him since they met that the people who took care of her since she was born may not be her real parents because of how they treated her, and he always asked her not to think that way. It was so heartbreaking that he was the one who had to break such bad news to her. "Listen, babe," he stroked her face, "my dad wanted to see me, right?" He is the one who told me all this. He claimed that he knew about your parents because they had been friends for a long time, and he is the one who knows who your real parents are."So where are they?" I would like to meet them. "Please, Jas," she begged."Of course we will go and look for them, honey, but you should know that we will only be looking for your mother be
"Gosh!" Yoori yelled the moment she tried to sit on the bed. She was so tired, and her whole body burned. Yawning, she rubbed her eyes and looked at that particular place beside her; it was empty. She ran her hands over the sheets, hoping for the warmth to rub over her palms, but the place was cold. It seemed like he had woken up a bit early.The phone rang, bringing her to her senses. A thousand missed calls were displayed on her screensaver. What astonished her more was that the calls weren't from the same person but from different people. Most of them were the many business friends she had met in the few years she has been living in Bradley City.Her eyes also caught a particular group name, which made her heart skip a bit. "The worldwide gossip group." She gasped, jumped from the bed, and opened her computer. "God, has Kelvin lied again?" She couldn't believe it. Fear gripping her heart, she screamed the first name that came to her mouth, and a handsome figure, tying an apron over
The moment Jas's plane landed at Bradley International Airport, his blue eyes darted at the far corner to look for someone. And just like he had expected, the figure was there eagerly waiting for him, with both her hands clutched around her tummy. She was nervous. She does that whenever she is afraid of something or has no idea how to face a situation.Before his plane flew away, he sent her a message about coming back. She was surprised because the other day he had told her he'd be coming back after a month. And of course, he told her how his dad chased him out of the mansion just to go back to her. A voice whispered against his left ear, tickling him, and he cursed, "What the heck, Winter?" He had insisted on flying back with him, which he didn't refuse."Our girl is over there, waiting for us." He ran away. Jas snubbed him and pretended like he hadn't heard anything. Winter was busy trying to get on his nerves, and he wasn't going to give him that chance. After taking his luggage,
"I don't like what you're doing, my little delicate pumpkin." An old man, with his handsome face twisted into a mocking smile, said. The handsome figure sitting on the bed turned around to look at him and frowned. "Dad!" He cried, walking away. He has been addressed by that name since he was a toddler, and now that he is twenty-four, he doesn't see any need for that name. He was a grown man, but no matter how hard he tried to make his father understand, he just snubbed him. "Is my little delicate pumpkin sad?" "He liked that name so much when he was young that he even got angry when I called him by a different name." The man laughed, following his son behind. "That was long ago." I don't want to hear that name again. He frowned even more, trying to outrun his dad, who was a few steps away from him. "I'll stop calling you by that name when you tell me why you're torturing that Yoori girl." "Isn't she your girlfriend?" "Why are you making her worried?" He was asked. That handsome old
After sending a goodnight message to her boyfriend, Jas, Yoori arranged her files and prepared to leave for home. When he was done making arrangements, cleaning her office, and locking all the doors in the company, she proceeded downstairs towards the garage. Usually, it's the security guard who does all that. She had made it clear to him that he should clean her office and lock all the doors once every worker had left for home, but that day it was a duty since she had received a message that the security guard was involved in an accident while going to the office and was hospitalized.On that thought, she grabbed her phone and called Tia, the security guard's wife, and asked about his condition. She sighed in relief when she was told that he had started responding to medications. Earlier, when the guard was wheeled to the emergency room, the doctor and nurses were worried since he was not responding to medications. In fact, they thought that he was about to lose his soul to the demon
He was sad, angry, and tired. He couldn't understand why the Kelvin guy would want to manipulate the press. Didn't he get the hint given by Yoori in her speech? Why would he still want to make himself known as Yoori's boyfriend? "Bro, are you okay?" A voice jerked Jas. He turned off the television and sighed heavily. "Winter, do you know how many times I have warned Yoori about her assistant? Before that video had gone viral, I had forbidden her from leaving the house. In fact, she was to choose between working with that asshole or losing the deal she was about to negotiate. Because she knows how much her tears affect me, she spent a lot of time with lots of crocodile tears schooling me on how important it was for her to attend the so-called meeting she had, and on that notice, she said it was important if her assistant joined her. In which I agreed, but under one condition: she was to send that fella packing once they were done. But no, do you know what she did?" Jas turned toward h
"Jas, where are you going?" With a shaky voice, she asked."Jas, are you leaving me?" She couldn't believe that Jas had packed all his luggage's and was leaving the mansion. She had done everything she could to earn his forgiveness, but she failed. Looking at him, she slumped on the floor, buried her head in her palms, and cried.Why is it that everyone she treasures and adores so much always turns their backs on her? At that time, as Jas ignored her, carried his suitcases, and exited their room, she was shocked. Never had she thought that one day she would sit down and watch Jas leave her. Something inside her made her believe it was her fault.He warned her multiple times against her cunning personal assistant, but she turned stubborn and now her stubbornness had made her lose the most precious thing in her life. She followed Jas behind as he dragged his suitcases down the stairs; when he reached the door, he handed them over to his driver, closed the door behind him, and left her i
Yoori groaned in pain as she tried hard to wake up. She massaged her temples, checked her surroundings, and frowned. The room she was sleeping in, though it was as big as the one she shares with Jas, was a bit different. Instead of the black walls with white stripes she sees every day when she wakes up, the ones she saw that day were light blue. The room had no warmth, which she received every day at home."Jas, you changed the room overnight?" She asked, sitting down, but no one answered her. "Jas, are you in the bathroom?" She asked when she heard the splashing sounds of water. With her eyes still closed, she staggered towards the bathroom. "Honey, my head is aching." "What happened last night?" She asked. She bumped into something hard and cold. Shooting her eyes open, she gasped as she looked at the man standing in front of her.She rubbed her eyes until they hurt, but the man didn't change. It seemed like she was not dreaming. The man with a smile on his face pulled her back to