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Chapter 3
Playboy. Always out with different girls everytime he's out to a club. His impressive line of exes included members of girlbands, daughters of business tycoons, models, and actresses. All were perfectly gorgeous, all were hopeful to win him for life, only to end with tears of heartbreak.
Those were the things she gathered after browsing on the internet about him, lurking in up to date Seoulites gossip threads, reading rumors spread by socialites. No names of sources, but who could tell that those were wrong?
Go Eun paced around her tiny flat in distress, circling around her laptop before finally sitting limply on the floor, burying her head on her knees.
I'm nothing but his new playing doll. If I let myself to feel anything, I'll end up devastated like one of those girls.
She came back to her screen and found a picture of him in a suit, smiling while talking with another businessman from China.
He's handsome. He's so very undeniable handsome.
He's so irresistible and funny and. And magnetic.
Her schedule for New York still had four months left. It had happened twice. Would it
happen six times?
She shook her head strongly several times, telling herself to wake up.
Twice was enough. If she did it more, she'd bound to throw in her feelings. What good
would it be, falling for someone like him? Filthy rich and obviously believed it was
fine to crush women's feelings.
It didn't matter that it felt so good to be with him. She was determined to stop while
she could still walk away with her head held high.
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"So is she dating that chaebol?"
"Please. Dating? Screwing is more accurate."
"She disappears twice already when we're in New York."
"I wonder what she gets from him. I bet some white gold or branded clothes."
"It's disgusting what some girls would do for money and expensive things," a stewardess said with a mocking tone.
Bam, bam!!!
A loud banging noise was heard, stopping the three stewardesses who were gossiping in the toilet as they jumped with fright.
It was Young Ji, Go Eun's best friend, who happened to get the Seoul-London-Seoul route that term but heard everything from Go Eun herself.
"Don't trouble yourself badmouthing your so called friend behind her back. All she got from that chaebol is just awesome sex, and yup, she's doing it just for the sake of it."
All three girls were staring with shock at Young Ji.
"Too bad you girls don't look half as pretty as her or as sexy as her. That's why chaebols have no interest on you people. So how about swallowing those jealousy and shut your ugly little mouths? Let the best girl have fun!"
When the three stewardesses recovered from the rude scolding and stated how slutty both Go Eun and Young Ji were, she was already out of the toilet, sashaying her hips passed the group of pilots, who all drooled watching her walked.
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A Flavorful Box
General FictionA collection of short stories inspired by Mineun couple