Kim Jungwoo, known as the unsociable beauty of the campus, paint himself as an ordinary junior college student. But that was just a mask to cover his anxiety-driven life filled with nightmares and self-doubt, which resulted for him to seek for the '...
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I woke up and sprung carefully out of bed like a happy bunny. I looked over on my side and made sure that Jaehyun was still sleeping. His eyelids were fluttering as if he was dreaming while his sexy lips that showered me with kisses last night were slightly parted open. I gave out a an involuntary exhale, totally immersed by his handsome disheveled look as my mind replayed our erotic passionate love-making last night.
After restricting myself to mediocre hand jobs for several years of abstinence, last night was like a mana from heaven. I was in the brink of drought until Jaehyun watered me to the brim. And God, he watered me damn good.
Three lip-biting and toe-curling rounds of wanton abandonment left me with a hoarse voice and a sore butthole. But I wouldn't trade it with anything else, not in my lifetime. I wanted to do more, I wanted to feel what I've been missing for years. But Jaehyun told me that his arm was throbbing in pain so I had to settle with those rounds. For now.
Shaking my head to stop myself from daydreaming, I grabbed my phone on the bedside table and checked the time. Noticing that it was almost seven AM, I hurried and tiptoed my way towards the kitchen, half naked. To make up for my sexual demands last night I decided before I went to sleep that I would surprise him with a delicious breakfast so he can regain his strength back.
Humming, I opened the fridge and took out some eggs and milk. My menu for today's breakfast were waffles with a dollop of cream cheese and a few slices of fruits, golden crispy bacon, sunny side-up eggs, and to complete the set, a warm cup of black coffee. Just thinking that Jaehyun would appreciate my effort made me feel butterflies only to be disturbed by an incoming call.
I let out an irritated sigh when I saw the familiar secured number on my phone. "What?" I greeted the caller.
"How is he?" said the man on the other line, his voice reserved and cautious.
"What do you think?" I hissed in a whispered voice, afraid that Jaehyun might woke up any time. "I told you to have your men follow him! Not stab and beat him to death!" I cried out in frustration. I have never thought that my dad's security staff would fail me this bad, I really thought they were the best in the country.
"Young Master, that's why I'm calling you today. The man who was supposed to do the surveillance on your boyfriend was missing until an hour ago,"
"Wait, huh? Until an hour ago?" my brows went up to a knit of confusion.
"Yes. He didn't report the night he was supposed to follow Jaehyun, as you have ordered. It took us a few days before we found his body,"
"Oh, god! What happened?"
"Murdered. His throat was cut open and his body was found in a dumpsite, ten miles from here,"
