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song for this chapter: khalid - open
"never been so open, caught up in the moment,"
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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT bitch on a leash.
Hwa Young didn't know what Renjun had done; having asked her to meet him at his company at 8 am that Saturday, however she knew he worked fast.
Stood outside of his looming, glass company building, the ravenette stool out like a sore thumb amongst all of the business magnets and other workers who bustled in past the doors, or scurried past her for their own schedules. It didn't help that they were all clad in varying designer suits, skirts and blouses.
The woman wore a pair of jeans and a band t-shirt she stole from one of her university housemates.
"Is he humiliating me?" She grumbled under her breath, watching yet another woman dressed in a pencil skirt, blouse and heels enter his building with determination. "Because it's working,"
She gripped tighter at her cross-body purse, her eyes trained to the other buildings across the busy road to distract herself of her very obvious social class in this district.
She waited for another five minutes before her hopes were finally answered, and a black, Huang company car came speeding at her location. Afraid, she stepped back on instinct and glared at the tinted windows.
"Come out, Renjun," She called, knocking on the front passenger seat window. However, instead of her fiancée appearing behind the lowering glass, it was a man with the prettiest skin and eyes. "Oh— I-"
"Renjun, quit messing with her!" Donghyuck shouted from the drivers seat. Hwa Young's looked past the mysterious man, and smiled sheepishly to the secretary in thanks.
