Hello everyone!

Since it's already Christmas time, I'll post two chapters today!

Unfortunately I won't be able to post tommorow or the 25th, because I'll be busy with Christmas and all the preparations! However, IF I find the time to post it, I'll do it!

Hope you guys have a wonderfull Christmas and that you'll like this chapter too!

Enjoy

****MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!****

Chapter 9 - More Revelations

Glancing trough the window, her eyes took barely notice of how agitated the city seemed, even at the four in the morning. She was sitting in the frame of the window, her side pressed against the cold of the glass. Sighing, she pressed the nigh robe closer to her skin, trying to warm her cold frame while she tried to forget that the cold she was feeling was going now for months and was coming from her heart. Against that, she thought, what kind of warmer would possibly be able to revive a dead heart?

She couldn't think like that. She had escaped her bed in intent to escape her dreams of death and lost, though she knew she was merely evading them for hours. She knew that as soon as she placed her head on her pillow and closed her eyes, she was meant to dream about car crashes and gunshots. And him.

In the last 3months, she had seen and replayed Woo Bin's death every night, after her eyelids were closed. The sound of something that seemed close to a gunshot or a simple paper cut that drawn blood was enough to make her cry for hours. Her blood drenched dress had been kept locked up, in a white box, under her bed. She hadn't touched it but merely looking at the box was like re-playing the scene on her mind.

When Han Ju had brought her back to New York, he had beaten her badly, leaving her with a deep cut on her lip and several hematomas in her body, while shouting what a hooker she was, giving herself to another man other than her fiancé. She hadn't even tried to defend herself, looking apathy as if she wasn't the one being spanked and insulted. When he finished, she found strength to ask him, deeply hurt and spiting blood:

- "Are you done? ..."

He had demanded one of his men to provide a nurse to treat her and that he removed her from his presence, or he would end her life right then.

- "Or, would you like me to grant you the same fate as your lover? – he said, sibling in her ear.

- At least I'd be happy… - she spat, grinning wickedly. - … better than having to be wife of a pig like you…"

He had beaten her after that answer, demanding an apology that never got out of her mouth. Since then, he would beat her every now and then, though he would be away most of the time. He had managed to step her aside from her own company, claiming that she emotionally unstable for the time being. Since her father was hospitalized and her mother still believed he was a saint, no one confronted his orientations. And so she was confined to that apartment, of which only he, the head of his bodyguards and the nurse that came to treat her had the key. She was prisoner, she thought, in every single possible meaning: body and soul. She wasn't able to leave, because she was locked up, and she didn't want to. There was no meaning in escaping anymore. Woo Bin was dead and nothing else mattered. Not anymore.

Sighing, she recalled once more, as she had done in days, when everything started.

She was appointed as the new CEO by her father after he fell ill of a heart disease. Not wanting his company to be arrested with him, he passed the majority of the actions of the company into her and appointed her as JK Group new CEO, right after the first exams started to reveal his disease. She worked her hardest to prove her value, listening to the propositions her associated made and deciding always with their approval. Ingeniously, she never thought about someone wanting to take her place, at least not inside her own company.

Then, after a few months, her father was brought to the ER after a cardiac arrest. Hanging between life and death, those were the two longest weeks on her life. She was still working but even her associated members could see how worried and distracted she was. Only when her father was declared stabilized, she breathes out properly. He recovered gradually and revealed what had caused his cardiac arrest: someone had tricked him into selling the majority of his actions, since he was the major associate, beneath his daughter, of JK Group. The buyer was unknown.

Jae Kyung assured him that she would find out who had been and rectified his mistake. Just when she started paying more attention to work did she realize that she, herself, had also made a mistake. Somehow, amidst her confusions and worries, she had signed a paper, selling the major exportation branch of her company to an enemy company. JK Groups stocks went quickly down, and the company lost 46% of her value in the stock market. She was desperate and couldn't think quickly enough of a way to save her sinking company. That is, until her staff board decided to have a meeting with the staff board of "Petroleum Company", a recent upgrading company with a major activity business in the oil market.

She agreed and it was at that time that she met Kung Han Ju. At her first impression, she barely registered him, though the look in his eyes had made her uncomfortable. Her father, present at that meeting, as well as her mother, barely spoke to him; he seemed really unease whenever the both CEOs were together. Her mother, on the other hand, loved Han Ju. He was really polite and well looking, as she would say in their way home.

It was around that time that the topic of marriage resurged once more in her house. Her mother was pressing her to meeting with Han Ju once more, since she had been quite impressed but him. Jae Kyung refused, as well as her father.

It seemed clear, after a few days that Han Ju was not decided to leave her alone. He started stalking her in person, always followed by the media. They made the covers of the newspapers and the stocks of both companies started growing when one of the newspapers wrote the words "arranged marriage between both companies".

The media started following her everywhere, asking her questions and diverting her attention from what was really important. However, when she came into the board meeting room, that cold day of December, she found the meeting room empty, occupied only for the one person she didn't want to see: Han Ju.

- "What are you doing here?

- Nothing special. Just came to see you, sweetheart.

- Stop calling me that already. We're not married or engaged for you to have that kind of intimacy with me.

- Don't worry about that, it's only a matter of time… you'll get used to it…

- Get out of my company now and stop stalking me. –she demanded him, not liking for one bit of his joyous expression.

- It's my company too…

- What? What are you talking about?

He tossed her a green folder.

- Open it.

When she did, she had to hold a gasp of breath.

- What is this?

- That is the piece of the paper your father signed, selling his actions to me. And the next one is the paper you signed, selling your most precious and oldest branch of exportation. The next paper, as you'll have opportunity to see is a state of how much portion of this company I hold in my hands…

She was dumbfounded and suddenly afraid,

- This can't be… you… you were the one who tricked my father…!

- Yes I was. So, as you can see, I'm the second most powerful actionist of this group, only preceded by you, my dear…

- What do you want from us? – she asked, tossing the folder away. He lift himself up and walked over to where she stood. She didn't move until he was clearly beside her. And then he said, sibling on her ear:

- I want YOU, my sweetheart!

- What? – she asked, jerking away from him, as his hands grasped her waist.

- What you've heard. I had already proposed your father an alliance between both our companies but, since you were engaged to Shinwha's, there was nothing I could do. But now you're not engaged or betrothed to anyone and I can make my move. I want your company, but most of all I want you to be my wife. I've always watched you, in the shadows, in secret, but now no more…

- You are insane…

- Am I? I don't really know. Perhaps yes, I'm insane. But no matter what, - he said, approaching her, while she backed away from him. – I always get what I want. Always.

- Well, not this time. I'm not for sale, nor is my company.

- You will do what I say, and that's final. I now own 25%, facing your 35% of the company and I also own you father and yours shameful mistakes. How would he react, knowing his ever loving daughter sold her valuable branch to her own enemy company…?

- You will tell him nothing, understand? Get away from me and from my family!

- You have only one solution, Jae Kyung. – he said, not listening to her demands. – A convenience marriage between Petroleum and JK would not only help rebuilt your company, as it would also stop me from accidentally spilling to your father the shocking news.

- Never!

- We'll see, my sweetheart. We'll see."

He had left her there, stupefied, surprised, angered and afraid. A few days later, he presented himself as the new major associate of JK Group in the board meeting, sitting beside her and grasping her hand whenever was possible. She was disgusted by his behavior and many times she coaxed him into stopping it. He paid it no mind. Rumors were more than insistent and she even asked for Jun Pyo's help one day, when Han Ju tried to forced her to have coffee with him. After all, Shinwha's heir owned 10% of their stock market and was also present in the many board meetings.

The current situation, she though, was all her fault. When she had returned from Korea, after leaving with her heart broken, she intended to repair her own damages; despite the fact that she was too late.

Her mother had already given Han Ju her approbation for a marriage between the two companies and her father was unconscious at the time to spoke for himself, having fallen victim of another cardiac arrest. And their merger was announced at the same time she found out that Han Ju was trying to buy the remaining actions of her company. He owned almost 30% when she returned to the US, and was still buying.

So she did what she could, trying to lift her company once more, while trying to control her emotional life, who was a complete mess and while facing Han Ju's greedy ambitions and postponing her marriage, for as long as she could. During that time the girls, back in Korea, were her most reliable support.

She had succeeded so far, as she realized that Han Ju wasn't making things go fast forward. She was still trying to break herself free from her marriage when, a year after her and Woo Bin's first night, precisely at the 24th of December, she tried to end her life in a car crash.

She didn't know how she had still survived, since her car, a brand new Audi Coupé ended up as a flat piece of black metal against a tree, just outside New York. She recalled crying and drinking that day, remembering memories and feelings, and pressing the pedals when the tree came in sight, her branches open as if welcoming her. She recalled waking up crying and sobbing when she found out she was still alive.

At that moment, the nurse who took care of her entered her room, unlocking her door.

- Miss Kung? You're still awake?

- I already told you not to call me by that name, that's not my name… - she said, aggressively.

- I see the medicine is still not working. You can't sleep?

- No, and I DON'T WANT ANY MORE DRUGS. – she said, looking as the nurse went for a locked closet from where she took a needle and a bottle of medicine.

- It's for helping you…

- It's for turning me insane.

- Your fiancé ordered me to look after you, and since you can't sleep, I don't see another way…

- STOP CALLING HIM THAT! – she shouted, grasping a Chinese vase from a nearby table and crashing it into the ground, scaring the nurse . – He's not my fiancé! Leave me alone! All of you!

Two bodyguards walked in, attracted by the noise. With one glance at the nurse, they walked forward in Jae Kyung's direction. She acted without thinking, grasping a piece of the vase from the ground and cutting her own wrists. Strong arms hold her, while she bled and screamed:

- NO! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! GET AWAY FROM ME! I WANT TO DIE! LET ME DIE IN PEACE!

A needle was pierced through her skin, a medicine was injected and she sobbed as another pair of hands hold her wrists, trying to make the blood stop flowing:

- No… - she mumbled, slowly losing consciousness. – Let me die… please… Woo Bin…

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