“Receive it! Receive it!” the kid shouted to Celine when the ball was toss to her side. But she was panicking so much that instead of doing a good job of receiving the ball, she avoided it. The rally stopped and it made the kids feel spot upset.
"S-Sorry,” head down, Celine apologized.
"Why is your sister so bad at playing volleyball?” they blurted to Wonwoo one after another. “Old lady, you are ruining the game,” one from the kids said to her.
She feels dismayed, not because they are ousting her from the game but because they called her ‘Old Lady.’ Wonwoo laughed from the side and said, “Don’t worry. These kids call me grandpa.”
Right at that moment, the neighborhood kids called Wonwo
It was only an accident when Minghao heard the conversation of the organization's two leaders after they stepped out of Mr. Hong's office with unpleased expressions."Surrendering our title to our kids? We aren't that old yet," said by Jeonghan's father, Mr.Kloper Yoon."Let's give him more time to think," Seungcheol's father, Mr. Groid Choi, suggested as he walked away first.After hearing that, Minghao then began to worry, 'Master wanted to give up their authorities?' he asked inwardly. It is true that the three leaders of HongYoonChoi Organizations are getting old but not in the age when they have to give up their titles to their heirs.'What is master's reason that he is already considering this choice?'Minghao got the answer when
Seungkwan went to the parking lot to fetch the car. In order to stay cool under the hot weather, Hoshi left to buy ice creams. Thus, the first heir of Wen Organization is alone with Dokyeom. The two are standing in the middle of the street while waiting for their companions.Dokyeom was used to his master's silent treatment but still, Junhui's quietness since the other night till today is worrisome. Therefore, while carrying paper bags, Dokyeom diverted his eyes on him and asked in slow pace, "Young master, are you ..." he hesitated after he received Junhui's piercing look and was too late to added the last word, "...okay?"Despite of having an edgy expression, Junhui gave him a calm response. "You were sure before that Choi Seungcheol has a crush on Celine. What made you think of that? Huh Dokyeom?"Although Dokyeom couldn'
'What do normal people think as soon as they woke up in the morning?'I rolled carefully onto my side and looked at the white curtain. The wind waved the curtain into a slow dance and it is relaxing to watch. My mind was at ease. It was. But when I remembered the bloodbath that night, the reality after a sweet dream became an endless nightmare.'I killed him.'Back then, I was only thinking about paying my bills and getting a stable job. My Celine's life was ordinary. That's why, it was new for me to wake up with a reminisce of my yesterday's sin.My chest rose and fell. I sat up then glanced at the pink hello kitty wall clock above a 54inch flat Samsung TV. 'Wonwoo's father decorated my room very childish.'"It's 10 o'clock already?"
Coffee shop interior has the ability to engage guests, increase comfort while they are working on a laptop, reading a novel or meeting a group of friends catching up, and urge them to become loyal patrons.Thus the Wen Organization's heir came to like the interior design of Celine's newly opened coffee shop.Using the modern style decor, Junhui sees clean lines and neutral colors that are balanced out with bold, vivid accessories and texture, such as a brightly colored sofa, pillows, or a piece of abstract art. The wall has dark wood tone and every piece of furniture is simple with a practical and intentional purposes."So they used taupe palette. Nice idea," he praised while looking around. He is sitting at the side with a bouquet of red roses on the table.
Seungcheol had his eyes closed before he planted a kiss on her lips – It was his first.As Celine closed her eyes, she let herself being controlled by a dimmer switch. She was imagining how Seungcheol moves his mouth: kissing her upper lip twice then set on her lower lip as he nibbled it once, slowly, letting it last for a few seconds.His hand rested below her ear and his thumbs were caressing her cheek as he drew his lips away, but keeping them close enough that their lips almost touch, but aren’t.The lingering feeling of his small kiss built passion inside Celine’s body, as if he was telling her to beg more. To surrender.They looked at each other with heavy lids. Smiling, Seungcheol tilted his head on the other side. If only Celine c
Joshua doesn't believe in destiny. But there are coincidences in our lives which sometimes made us think that it does exists. For example, when he entered the Celine's coffee shop, Joshua saw people who don't know each other, but have connection with each other. The first one that caught his eyes is the detective Mingyu, Celine's best friend. Along with Mingyu is his subordinate Dino, the one and only son of the Governor. At the next table, there's Wen's organization her, Junhui. Lastly, at the third table which is near from the entrance, Joshua saw Mr. Chwe Vernon, the young rich investor who both organizations are trying to gain his favor.'I don't believe in destiny. But such coincidence like this is a test to my loyal beliefs,' Joshua laughed inwardly. After putting his brain to work in order to calculate his move in front of these men, he walked closer and called Mr. Chwe, the only man who will be happy to se
Seungcheol parked his car in front of the coffee shop. Celine was sitting at the back while Wonwoo was at the passenger seat. They unbuckled their seatbelts and Seungcheol was the first one who walked out so he could opened the door for Celine.“T-Thank you,” Celine shyly uttered before she hopped out.Wonwoo, who just witnessed everything, laughed at their absurdness. “What a gentleman,” he teased. He was about to jump out but Seungcheol kicked his door from outside so his butt fell down back to its place. “Hey!” Jaw dropped, Wonwoo complained."Let’s go inside,” Seungcheol said to Celine as if he isn’t aware of his evil deed a few seconds ago.“Uhmm yeah?” Celine answered in hesitation bec
Jeonghan pushed me somewhere. "Your office smell like coffee too," he mumbled while his hands are still on my shoulder. Instead of pushing him away which I always did, I skimmed my eyes around the so-said office of mine. 'Never in my dreams I imagined of having one.' Of course, it looks like a typical office: comfortable chair at the corner, laptop on the wooden table, pocket calculator, book cases, file cabinets, telephone line, business cards, overhead and work lighting, couch for the client seats, center table, plants in pots, recycle bin, alarm system, fire extinguisher and first aid kit. "There's something missing," I tilted my head to Jeonghan in wonder. 'What's missing?' "Your big picture frame hanging on the wall."