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Chapter 11 -Turning Life Into Hell
It had been several weeks since the marriage between Eun Jae and Il Hyun and the shooting who had killed him, and the words of Woo Bin were still playing in her mind, over and over, as well as the look he had in his face at the time. She hadn't told him she still loved him, that she always had been… he had been so close…
Forcing herself, she detached her eyes from her window, in one of the tallest skyscrapers of New York, shining brightly in the night sky, to bring them back to the contract placed before her.
It was the one Ha Joo had given her to sign; it stated that after their wedding, he would assume control over her company as brand new CEO of JK Group and that she would remain as the holder of the larger stock of actions, beneath him.
Closing it, she tossed it into her garbage bin. It wasn't the first copy he had delivered her but, he always seemed to know when she tossed it into her garbage bin.
Her cell phone was under wire, her office guarded 24/7 by his men, since he didn't trust hers; she was followed everywhere and wasn't allowed to leave alone. She was simply a prisoner, nothing more. The drugs were having less and less effect on her, and she could think more properly with her mind clearer. The wedding was tomorrow or in a couple of hours… she didn't knew and it didn't matter.
Her mother was still convinced that both of them were in a relationship and every weekend she had lunch with Ha Joo and her daughter, while both pretended to be a happy couple. Keeping the appearances up, as she said.
There was a knock on her door and one of the bodyguards entered.
- I didn't ordered you to come in… - she said, while fixing her gaze in the man in front of him.
- I know, miss. But master is waiting…
- Waiting? We'll then, tell him to go ahead. I'm not having dinner tonight, anyway.
- No can do, miss. You're both having dinner in a restaurant today so…
- I said I'm not going.
- Master told us to bring you. – he said, while more man entered the room.
- Good. Just try and grab me, if you can… - she said, smirking. – And even if you grab me, I won't be silent, just so you know…
But she knew from the beginning it was impossible. There were 5 men and she was only one.
Screaming, shouting and cursing was how the employees and remaining persons inside the building saw Jae Kyung leaving her office, while being suspended in the air by 3 of the 5 men.
Unknown to them, they were being followed by a pair of eyes that clearly reflected their admiration towards her.
Ha Joo brought her to dinner (his men did, literally) to one of the most expensive restaurants in New York, with an amazing view over the city in one of the tallest skyscrapers.
- What would you like, sweetheart?
- Nothing.
- I knew you'd say that… - he answered with a cold smirk. Looking at the waitress, he almost undressed her with his eyes before stating his request. – We'll go with the chicken. Well toasted. No onions.
Was he deciding for her? She couldn't help but stare. Then she remembered what he had said about their request. Chicken, was it? Well then, it wasn't going to be as easy as he thought…
At first she was silent, slowly opening her napkin over her lap. It was when Ha Joo moved to catch her hand over the table that she shouted, imitating a chicken. He was so scared that he jumped back, as she attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant. Blushing crimson, he dismissed them with a polite wave and a smile, before turning to her, pissed of:
- What are you thinking? Are you crazy?
She merely stared at him, her face with an expression of confusion:
- You want to embarrass yourself?
- Bockó? (sound like a chicken)
- Will you…
- Pockóóóó! – she shouted even louder.
- Stop it.
- Pockó pockó! Cocoricó!
He grabbed her wrist furious, as everyone in the restaurant was already laughing and eying them.
- Will you stop it? – he whispered, angry, while he was trying to control his voice.
- No.
- You're crossing the line… - he said, applying pressure on her wrist.
- And you've already crossed yours, so back off!
- No can do, sweetheart. You're mine, haven't you realized it yet?
- Let. Me. Go.
He smirked and it was then that a grape hit him in the middle of his forehead, making him wince in pain and letting her wrist go.
- Ouch! – he said, looking around – Who did it? Who tossed this?
Meanwhile, Jae Kyung glanced around. She had a sudden feeling upon her chest that she was being watched by friendly eyes and was trying to locate the source when Ha Joo asked her, angry:
- What are you looking for?
- The waitress. – she said, pretty quickly, lying. – I want to order a salad.
- I've already asked for chiken.
- And I said I want a salad.
- You'll eat the chicken and… - he said, while Jae Kyung filled her lungs.
- MISS WAITRESS! I WOULD LIKE A SALAD PLEASE! – she said loudly, raising from her seat, once more becoming the attraction of the night. Ha Joo yanked her down, on her chair.
He was now pissed but she couldn't care less. The grape from before had given her a pretty good idea. A wicked one, but still a good one…
Once her salad arrived (French cheese, cherry tomato and salad) she quickly dove in, piercing the salad with her fork. After a while of eating in silent, Ha Joo tried once more to approach her romantically, over the table, but before he could even open his mouth to speak, Jae Kyung aimed for a particularly rounded tomato cherry with her fork, making it spill directly into his face and white shirt.
- SHIT! – he cursed loudly, becoming the center of attentions as he tried to clean his eyes.
Without wasting anytime, Jae Kyung took another aim, using her fork as a catapult and tossing two cherries into his already stained shirt and his forehead.
Everyone around her laughed loudly and she could almost swear she had heard a really well know laughter. "It was impossible," she thought, sadly as Ha Joo tried to compose himself," he's dead… I let him die because of me…"
She had made a decision, though. Even if she had to marry that man, she would turn his life into a living hell, every single day of her life.
Ha Joo cleaned his shirt the best he could. After eying her furiously, he commented:
- I see the new dose isn't enough yet…
- If you dare to inject me anymore of your drugs, I swear you're going to regret it.
- Somehow, I like this feisty personality of yours. It's a pity I can't tame you in the common way…
- You wish…
- Anyway, I hope you're ready. Today is your last day before you belong completely to me… - he said, with a wicked smirk.
- Keep dreaming… - she said, without looking up.
- I've invited a few of my friends… I'm sorry none of yours can be present though…
- How could they? You haven't invited them…
- There weren't enough invitations, dear… oh, well!
Jae Kyung was finishing her salad when the waitress came and placed a small box in front of her.
- What is this?
- It's a gift, from a gentleman over there… - the waitress explained.
Ha Joo looked around, trying to see who had been, while Jae Kyung opened the box. Inside it there were a few still hot fish cakes. Her breath caught in her throat and she glanced around, expectantly. She knew who had sent it but… at the same time, it was impossible. Probably it had been someone in his name…
Grabbing on, she dedicated herself to enjoy each one of them, while remembering the past.
"- Oy, isn't that a bit much? – he asked, concerned. – You've already eaten up to 25 fish cakes!
- Yah! Don't spoil the fun and eat too… - she said, smiling while she took another bite.
He simply obeyed her and took another bite of the one he was holding.
- Hum! It's so divine! I simply can't get enough of it!
He laughed.
- You can eat more? You almost look a feminine version of Jun Pyo!
- What? How can you say that? I don't even resemble him, in the least bit!
- You sure?
- Of course I am! – said, Jae Kyung, still munching. Woo Bin laughed. – Where can you see the similarities? …"
Gulping hard, she fought to keep the tears at bay but she failed. Ha Joo turned around to see her eating the fish cakes with a smile and tears in her eyes.
- What's the matter? Why are you eating that?
- Because it's good and someone sent them to me…
- … who?
- How will I know? – she asked, placing the last of the sticks in her plate. - I've finished…
- Don't you want anything more?
- I want to go home… to my own bedroom! – she said, once the smirk was on Ha Joo's face.
While getting back home, Jae couldn't help but think that the least she could do, to avenge Woo Bin's death was to turn her future imposed husband's life in a living hell.
Once she arrived at the apartment, she was quick enough to enter her room and block the door. She heard the key turning around in the lock and knew she was trapped inside.
Sighing deeply, she went to her closet and dressed herself up in her pajamas. She didn't notice anything change at least until she arrived at her bed. Once she did, she squeaked in surprise. There was a man laying there.
A bigger and stronger hand covered her mouth and she bit it hard, while she tried to see her attacker's face. Once she did, she seemed to forgot how to breathe.
Woo Bin, dressed in black jeans and a leather jacket was standing in front of her, grasping his hand and cursing silently.
- Dammit, you have fangs! I think it's going to leave a mark, you know?
She backed until the bed and fell on it. She was trembling. Only when she sat there was when Woo Bin noticed her reaction. Carefully he approached her and kneeled in front of her:
- Jae? – he said, softly.
Something inside her snapped at the sound of his voice and of her name said by him.
- No… no… it's a joke… I'm drugged once more… - she mumbled, while she started crying.
- You're not drugged, Jae.
- Yes, I am. You're dead and I'm hallucinating…
- I'm not dead, - he said, his hands reaching for hers. She complied to his call and intertwined her fingers between them.
- Yes, you are. They said… and they said I was the one who killed you…
- Look at me! – he ordered. He was beyond pissed off with Ha Joo and his men. They had tried to convince her that he was dead and she had believed. – Look at me…
She complied, a little afraid. Her hands never left his as she searched for the truth in his face.
- I'm not dead. I'm here with you…
- Woo Bin…
- Yeah, it's me. – he said, as she lifted one of her hands to touch his face. He leaned into his touch and closed his eyes. She touched his hair, delineated every trace of his face and placed her hand over his heart. Her eyes opened up at how fast his heart was beating.
When she finally decided he was alive, and well, and in front of her, she grasped Woo Bin's face and pulled him up, making him meet her lips. Hungry, she hold on to that kiss as if it was the last thing in the world she would ever do in her life.
Woo Bin, of course, was more than eager to comply, as he raised from kneeling and placed himself hovering over her. softly, he clutched her waist to his, while he tried to keep his weight from crushing her.
They stood savoring each other for a long time, lost to everything. Only when she pushed him away a little, so that both could breath did she said, one of her hands in his face:
- You're alive… I'm so glad…
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