Chapter:1

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“I’m sorry.” My aunt said as tears were running down her face. Am I still dreaming? Yeah, I guess because there’s no way the all-mighty Ana Kim will ever kneel down and say sorry to her niece. More likely her sister’s daughter.

I felt weird and uncanny. I knew I was not someone who can judge and act all smug, but this. This is hard to imagine. But still when she told me she had affairs with my father and that she ruined her late sister’s (my mother’s) life, I had no urge to hold back my fists to punch her god damned face.

Only if I knew what was going on between them because since young, I witnessed quite a lot of scenes I knew I was not supposed to. When she used to sneak in our house from the back door and went back home with messy hair and crinkled dress. When I used to witness him abusing my mother. I could have stopped my mother. From dying.

Only if I ever knew all that.

The image of Eunji, my mother hanging on the ceiling fan still disturbs me. I was just seven when I saw her like that. The kid in me was traumatized.

Imagine your favourite person in your life like this. One moment we were happy, eating salted butter popcorn and watching Frozen and the next moment, her lifeless body hanging on the ceiling.

It’s hard to even imagine something like that.

Ana was still in front of me, she looked up and her eyes were all red and puffed up from crying.Her pale cheeks and nose were red too. “Can you please forgive me?” she questioned and if it were to be any normal person, I don’t think he or she will ever have the guts to act like this.

She and my father were the reason of her death and now looking at her, who was begging me for forgiveness. Some people are built different, and she is the living example of that idiom.

“You want me to forgive you?” I asked in a low voice. Her head and hopes went high as she looked at me with eyes that no man can resist. But hey! As a girl myself with the same genes as her who gets smitten by lovely looking woman, I felt disgusted instead.

She has already reached the level of selfishness that I don’t think anyone can ignore, especially not me. As I wrote above my urge to punch her, I just couldn’t hold back anymore.

The next moment I knew was her body laying senselessly on the ground. Blood oozing out of her mouth and nose and blood splatters on my face and hands. As if a demon took charge of my body. A demon who just wanted to kill every fucker who were responsible for my mother’s death.

Before I could land another punch on her I was pulled away. I abruptly turned around and felt my cheeks stinging with pain. A low growl emitted from my throat as I saw the person who had the guts to lay a hand on me.

Jooshika Choi. My father’s mother. My grandmother.

There were around seven or eight guys dressed in suits, two of them have held my hands not in a romantic way but as if I was a thief who got caught red handed. I was neither a thief nor someone who will ever steal something from this shitty manor, but I was definitely caught red handed while trying to finish this bitch.

Oh sorry, calling her a bitch might be a curse for all those female dogs. Suggest me a name that I should use to call her. Pretty please.

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be in London right now?” she asks as her eyes never leaving my figure. “Vacation.” I respond while a low growl left my throat as I sighed. She breaths a big sigh as takes out her handkerchief instead to wipe the blood from my hands and face. “Go take a shower dear, you reek of blood.”

She mutters softly as she signals her guards to release me. Oh, do you feel the change of her voice. How much I wish to shove all that in her ass. Shit, I forgot! She doesn’t have one.
Jerking their hands off I walked back to my room, making sure to brush my shoulder on hers. I could see the scowl she had on her face, and damn I loved that feeling.

As I reached my ‘room’ my eyes fell on a huge load of documents that I really don’t remember seeing. I ignored that and went to the bathroom. Within half an hour I left the room feeling fresh and slightly happy.

So let me start with the introduction and other backstories. I’m someone people will kill to be. Yeah. The one and only heiress of one of the World’s most influential estate company. Ski Group. One of the leading companies in both Korea and other part of the world.

The company is now run by Jooshika Choi, my grandmother, who herself is going to be sixty-two this year. The company have been in this industry for forty years and had ben run by my grandma herself. She was one of the early female entrepreneurs and is known in both this society and the underworld.

She did gave birth to her stupid son, but her son was a spoiled piece of shit who only stayed in bars and was the reason the drug dealers of the city were always full with cash until she married him to one of her favourite employee Lia Kim.

Things started getting good with her son because after they had a baby, he was feeling responsible and decided to be a good father although he was not suitable to be a good husband. But people like him can never change. Old habits came back and the rest was history.
The little girl used to feel responsible of her mother’s death, but things changed when her father left her with her mother’s sister after her mother’s death. She was taken in care by her grandmother who wanted nothing from her but wanted to give her everything. The big houses, properties and everything she can offer.

But money can never give motherly love that the little girl deserved. She lost her special people and also her faith in all the fellow humans around. She even got diagnosed with Complex PTSD.
I sighed as I tried to occupy my mind with work rather than all those thoughts. People come people go. But why the hell they need to leave scars in other’s heart? Is it some kind of good bye
gift?

I placed the files on my bed and decided to read them instead. And bro, it was a pretty bad mistake. They were the list and schedules of what I was supposed to do during my two months’ vacation. Fuck me now!!

I really wanted to throw them in the garden and burn them, but my eyes felt on a grey coloured file. There was a princess sticker on it that caught my eyes. The hell? Twilight sparkle.
A smile got stuck on my face as I tried to take the sticker off it. It won’t come off. With a fear that I’ll rip it off, I decided to let it go. Let it go~ Let it go~

But the smile got replaced with a frown as I opened the file. There were a ton of papers with photos of men I never saw before. Their achievements column was filled with boxing or taekwondo or any other ju-jitsu I have only heard of.

Now what the hell is this?

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It's starting y'all, I have literally thousands of scenariors going on in my mind and i don't know how am i supposed to put all of that in here.
Anyway stay safe and healthy.
Drink a lot of water since it's so hot out there.
Stay tuned for the next chapter!!!

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