"You're so adorable."

"Hm..?"

"look here. Look at me. There….you're so adorable when you wake up."

"What are you talking about?"

"..Just..the way you fidget with your phone when you first wake up. I love it."

"Hm….I don't see why. I'm just trying to hold it up."

"Hm, I know, but it's still cute-Whoa, be careful. You almost dropped it on your face." He pulls his hand away from my face, holding the phone that fell from above. "Maybe you should wait a couple minutes before getting on your phone."

I inhale deeply as he kisses my fingers, me smiling back in return. "Yeah. You're probably right."

He gets out of bed and walks into the kitchen. "I still need to make you pancakes. Hurry out of bed….No, take your time. Don't rush."

His voice lures me out of bed and into the kitchen. "Mm. It already smells good In here."

"I have to leave for work. I'm sorry I wasn't able to have breakfast with you."

"That's fine. Just hurry home. We need to look for Elizabeth when you get back."

"Hm….you're so kind, Sapphire." His hand brushes through my hair. "You be a good princess while I'm gone…"

Gone. But not forever. He'll be back later tonight.

He always comes back. But...that was a long time ago. This is….weird. He..always acted interested in me, but never made an actual move. Then, the party came. And it was like he reverted back to his old self.

Selfish.

Ignorant.

Lonely.

He became so distant and acted as if everything previously had never happened. Was he scared? Or...was he caught up in the moment? Maybe both. It doesn't matter. It's in the past.

He dropped me then.

He dropped me now.

But why...is he here...with me?


You opened your eyes slowly, groaning in pain as you tried to move, but there was a weight wrapped around you that held you down. You blinked rapidly as you inhaled, smelling alcohol surround your body. A dark piece of hair fell in your face and you frowned, blowing it out of your vision. Hm?

"Mmm...uhn...nhg.."

What? You turned your head, ignoring the pain in your neck, and saw a man, his lips and nose pressed against your face, eyes closed stressfully as he breathed slowly and calmly. The smell of liquor rushed out of his breath and hit your nose roughly, causing you to quickly turn your head back. Sudden realization hit you when you remembered last night, how he came in and held you, crying on your shoulder, begging for you back. You thought that was a dream, but waking up, you saw that it was reality. You turned back to look at his facial features. His brow was set in a glare as he snored silently and his lips were relaxed in a frown. His cheeks were slightly rosy, and you couldn't help but to giggle at the sight of how vulnerable he looked.

Your watch beeped and you looked down at it. 5:45 a.m. Panic arose in you as your eyes widened. You needed to get up. You and Jumin had fallen asleep on the floor in your office last night and hadn't gone home. You started to push away from Jumin, but he pulled you closer, mumbling in his sleep.

"Jumin, wake up!"

As soon as these words left your mouth, his eyes flashed open and he sat up, pushing you away. He groaned in pain and rubbed his head, cringing as he looked down at his lap. "..."

You quickly stood up, cramps and knots throughout your back tensed up. You looked in your small mirror across from the filing cabinets and tried fixing your hair, failing terribly. Instead, you put your hair in a messy bun and place your glasses on your face, rushing over to your desk and reaching into your bag, which is placed on the seat, and took out a clean dress shirt and a black, skinny pair of pants.

Jumin Han rubbed his head and glanced at you, seeing you slide off your skirt, put on your tight pants, remove your shirt and put on your new one. This outfit almost made you look like a sexy secretary, which slightly perked Jumin's interest. He stood up and stretched his arms, narrowing his eyes at you. You looked at him and frowned.

"What?"

"What are you doing?"

You rolled your eyes. "I'm getting ready for work, as should you, Mr. Han."

"Work..?" Jumin stood up, walked to your mirror and stared at himself. "I need to head home and take a shower."

"You do that." You cleared your desk from papers and files, worried that someone had seen the two of you. He needs to leave. Like….now. He needs to go. He's just playing with my feelings and, for fucks sake, he probably doesn't even remember last night. It was clear that he was drunk and couldn't think for himself. You went to him and slowly started pushing him out of your office. He froze in place, not budging, and looked at you.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting you out before someone sees."

"Why does it matter if they see?"

You frowned and folded your arms. "Why does it matter? I'll tell you why, Mr. Han. The problem is that you are with Sarah."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are! You announced your wedding in front of everyone. Everyone heard."

Jumin stared at you with emotionless eyes as he frowned. He looked away from you and closed his eyes, his brow set in a frown. Your watch beeped and you checked it. Shit. You sighed and began to walk towards the door.

"Whatever. I have a meeting I need to go to, so leave before noon." As you walked past him, he grabbed your arm, pulling you into an embrace as he squeezed you, rubbing your head and sniffing your hair.

"Hurry back. It'll get lonely without you here."

Your eyes widened as he smiled against your forehead. You pushed away, your face flushed in red, as you shook your head. "..." Quickly, you left the office, hurrying to your meeting.


Jumin stood there, thinking about his actions the previous night. Staring are the ground, he shuddered, recalling the tears that left his eyes. I can't believe she saw me cry. How cowardly can I get. He walked over to her desk and sat in her chair, sighing dramatically as he spun around, staring out the glass wall, looking out to the city. Did Sapphire really not feel anything towards him anymore? Or was she suppressing them for her own benefit?

"Uhnn…." He rubbed his temples and groaned, a headache forming. "What am I going to do with her?...I need to get rid of Sarah for good. Father said it was for the best, but he's just blinded by love and women."

Luciel burst into the room with a smile and closed eyes. "Saaapphiiire! Sapph! My six-oh-six!"

"..."

Orange eyes appeared and the tension worsened. Both men glared at each other, hating the other with just as much passion. Jumin straightened up, inhaling deeply, then slowly exhaling. Luciel's frown turned into a smile.

"Where's Sapph?"

"Why does it matter?"

Luciel rolled his eyes. "I need to tell her the news."

Jumin raised a brow. "What news?"

"I'm not telling you, trust fund. You won't think anything of it."

"You're right. I probably wouldn't."

Luciel frowned and looked away. "I actually came here because I was worried about Sapph. She never came home last night so I thought something bad might've happened."

Jumin frowned. He cares too much about her. "Well, I can assure you that she's fine and in a meeting right now."

"She is? Hm...I don't remember her talking about having a meeting today…" Luciel shook his head. "No...not a meeting. That's impossible-SHIT!"

"Hm?"

Luciel laughed. "She has a meeting with wedding planners that i was suppose to go to with her."

Sapphire and Luciel...going to wedding planners? Jumin's aura became ominous as his face darkened in anger. What was the purpose of them going to such a thing? They weren't planning a wedding for themselves because they weren't even dating.

Luciel clapped. "'Kay. I'll be going now! See ya, Trust Fund." The red haired man ran out, leaving the door wide opened. Jumin stood up and walked out of the office, closing the doors behind him. I need a shower.


"Miss Choii, are you positive you're wanting to do this?"

"Absolutely."

The older man grinned. "I'm glad you've grown up so responsible! I remember when you were only a little child!"

"A little child, for goodness sake, she was a baby!" the older woman said with a laugh. Her old blue eyes glowed as her white teeth appeared from behind her lips as they pulled back in a smile. The small wrinkles in her forehead seemed new and not so old, as if she had barely gotten them. As for the old man, he had not a single wrinkle on his body. His face was held up nicely with no bags beneath his eyes and his irises seemed bright and vibrant, making the flecks of green shine.

"I wasn't that young," you replied.

"Oh, yes you were!"

A knock came from the conference room door. You got up and opened it, seeing Luciel with a grin. "Sorry I was late. I forgot."

"Haha that's fine. Come in, sit down."

Luciel walked in, you closely behind him, and he came to the older humans. He smiled kindly and reached over the small table. "Hi, I'm Luciel Choi. You two must be Sapph's adopted parents."

The woman shook his hand. "Oh, yes. I'm Chiaki Tanaka."

The old man was next to shake his hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Yasuhiro Tanaka."

Luciel sat down next to Sapphire as she smiled. Chiaki looked at the two and grinned. "So, this is the young boy you've been living with, is it?"

"Yea. He's been letting me stay at his house for a while."

"What about that other boy? The darker haired boy we met after the party?" Yasuhiro questioned.

"He's, um, busy with work."

"He's a very nice man. Stubborn and...slightly irritating, but very nice. He's a rich man also."

"No good comes from young, rich men. They're just trouble." Yasuhiro frowned and looked at Sapphire. You sighed in a chuckle. You have no idea. Luciel grinned as he shook his head.

"What brings you guys to Korea?"

Yasuhiro smiles. "Old wife wanted a little time away from Japan."

"When you're in Japan all the time, it gets boring," Chiaki said annoyingly.

You sat there, smiling at your old foster parents. It seemed to have been so long since you had seen them last.

"Anyways, what's this wedding I hear about?"

Luciel looks at Chiaki, then at you, then cringes. "Uh, Sapphire's ex-boss is getting married soon."

"Oh, for a minute I thought you were the one getting married. But..why did you want to see wedding planners then?"

You smiled sadly as you stated at the ground. "The least I can do is get help to make his wedding the best ever."


There she was again. All over him. Not letting him move. Not letting him work. Not letting him busy himself. Not letting him do anything. Everything about her he found annoying. Her red hair.

Annoying.

Her red lips.

Annoying.

Her curves.

Definitely annoying.

Her voice.

Most annoying aspect.

Nothing she did could ever please him. If she wanted money so bad, why didn't she just ask? He'd rather give her his entire fortune rather than his name. She'd ruin his name, no doubt.

Perhaps...bribe her to divorce him? No no, that would ruin his image. The last thing he needed right now was for his image to be ruined by such stupid things. Hopefully Sarah would come to her senses, if she had any, and forget about this. All of this stress was ruining his sleep, which interfered with his work.

"Jumin, haha, why are you so late?"

"I went home to take a shower."

Sarah grinned. "Hm...Well, I was wondering if I could borrow some money to shop today?"

Jumin sent a glare to Sarah. "You're kidding, right? You have your own money."

"But, Jumin, you're my husband-"

"No. I am not, I don't know how many times I need to tell you this. We aren't getting married."

Sarah walked over to Jumin and leaned against his desk. "No? Well, last time I checked, we were engaged, meaning that we are to get married. Are you changing things up on me?"

"I'm not changing anything, Sarah." Jumin stood from his chair. "I'm living my life how it was originally planned. If you want to whine to someone changing things, go to my father. He's the one who changed things."

Sarah folded her arms across her chest and glared at the man. "Listen. Why don't we just end this? You know what I really want, don't you? Let's end this charade and move on."

Hmm. Jumin shook his head, "No."

"Huh?"

"I said no. If we do that, questions will arise and, knowing how corrupt you are, you will place the blame on me, giving my image a bad name. I can't afford that."

"Oh, come on. What's the worst that could happen? You're the hottest bachelor out there, nothing is out there."

"I am not a bachelor."

Sarah stared daggers in his eyes. "Is that so?"

"I have Sapphire."

An ominous laugh escaped Sarah's mouth. "That girl? You have GOT to be joking."

"I'm not."

"I don't get why you like her. You could have any girl that would freely give herself to you, yet you chase after someone who plays hard to get,"

A light bulb went off in Jumin's head as a bright sudden realization hit him. That was the reason for how he felt toward her. That was the answer to why he loved her so. "That…..That's why I love. No one has resisted me, even though they're always the ones bringing themselves onto me. She's the only woman I've met that...isolated herself from me."

"..." Sarah's face turned soft. "You genuinely love her?"

"...I don't know if it's love or lust, but she does mean a lot to me."

Sarah smirked dangerously. "I see."

Not a very intriguing chapter, sorry. I've had terrible writers block T-T

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