[ENG] Opium [Vincenzo FF] - HIATUS

The Seductive Sedative

Italian men are not nice and can't be trusted. They are lazy and liar. They seduce with their hands and talk.
(No offense, it's Chef Toto's said 😆)

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"Buongiorno, Signorina..."

Cha Young froze while holding her bag tightly against her chest. She didn't dare to turn to face the man.

"Why are you standing there? You didn't mean to run away, did you?"

"It's not like that--" Cha Young finally turned around, but a second later she regretted her actions. The sight she saw in front of her was not good for her heart health.

Vincenzo also wore a towel robe with an obi tied carelessly around his waist, leaving his broad chest exposed quite wide. One hand was rubbing his wet hair using a small towel. A drop of water dripped from the end of his wet bangs, running down the outline of his handsome face down to his neck and into the collar of his towel robe. Without realizing it, Cha Young swallowed hard.

"Um... where are my clothes?" Cha Young turned her blushing face away.

"I threw it away."

"What???"

"You don't remember last night?"

"W... what happened last night? Did... did I do something wrong?" Cha Young stutters.

"It depends on your point of view, you take it as a mistake, or experience."

"Huh?" Cha Young frowned.

Vincenzo repeated his sentence in English, thinking that Cha Young didn't understand the Italian sentence.

"No, no, it's not that I don't understand your language, but I don't understand what you mean. Please explain, what happened last night? Why did I wake up in your hotel room? Why am I wearing this robe? Why did you throw away my clothes?"

Ding dong...

Cha Young rushed to hide behind the partition that separated the living room from the bedroom. Vincenzo opened the door and closed it again with a hand already carrying several paper bags.

"Wear this," Vincenzo handed the bags to Cha Young.

"What's this?" Without asking, Cha Young actually guessed the contents from the brand that was drawn on the front of the bags.

"Clothes. I don't know your favorite style and color, nor your size."

Cha Young raised her eyebrows as she peeked at the contents of the bags, "I don't have to pay for all this, do I?"

"Not."

"Of course. Because you threw away my clothes without my permission. All these clothes you bought are not worth the price of mine yesterday, because I designed them myself."

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know about that."

"I'll change first. Then let's talk."

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Flash back...

Luca entered the fried chicken restaurant after being given a code from his boss. Since leaving the hotel, Luca and the other bodyguards followed and around their boss. Vincenzo couldn't have roamed alone in a foreign country, with strangers. It's not that he doesn't trust Cha Young. Considering his profession, he was only worried that someone would harm him, especially to the girl who didn't know who Vincenzo really was.