After they had broken up, they tried to better themselves and they did, putting up and handling 2 successful modelling agencies.
But there was a slight problem, the 2 modelling agencies are fighting for the number 1 spot.
How will they handle this w...
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❛ i lost something i never had yet it hurts just as bad. ❜
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"Why don't you push me then?" He smirked and looked at me, his eyes dark. The tension was hot and high.
Who thought being alone with your ex could do such a thing.
"Is that a challenge, Mr. Jeon?" I couldn't let my pride get stomped by some lousy ex. "Because so you know, I am going to push you," I said confidently with a stoic expression. I wanted to assert dominance, so he knows that despite this partnership, I was still the leader. He's had his time once, and now it's my turn. He scoffs and backs away.
Thank God, who knows what I might've done. What he would've done.
I cleared my throat and proceeded to speak, "Is that all of your revisions?"
"Yes," He answers briefly.
"Very well then, I hope this agreement goes as planned and no clauses are broken within this timeline," I say to let him know that I'm serious about this, but it was more for me to remind myself that this is simply a business partnership—nothing else.
I pack up the contract and did anything just to ignore this deafening silence that involuntarily formed between us.
"Let me walk you out?" Mr. Jeon offered, he grabbed his coat from the rack and stood by the door.
"I don't really think you have a choice," I answered.
I grabbed my purse and stood up, I was happy that this day was coming to an end. I couldn't bear to spend any more time alone with Mr. Jeon. Maybe this business strategy was not a smart move. But once committed, always committed.
We walk silently side-by-side, he didn't utter a word which was better than him talking at all. I don't have anything to say and if I do, I'd rather not take the high probability of embarrassing myself.
We got into the elevator and it was not comfortable for me but I guess it was for him, as he started small talk.
"Kookeu's getting old," That name, I've never heard that name for years. I look at him still keeping up with a stolid visage. "Vet says he doesn't have long before he decides to leave," My heart twitches with pain. I love that handful of a dog.
"Where is he?"
When people say it is so childish to treat animals like they're humans is an understatement, but Kookeu made a big part of my life despite being just a dog.
He drove me to his house somewhere in Hannam-dong, UN Village. I wasn't surprised since this was where I contemplated moving but discarded the idea. I wanted somewhere secretive and where I could just live my life without as much human interaction.
