𝖡𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒 𝖮𝖿 𝖳𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 (𝖭𝖺 𝖩𝖺𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗇)

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Jaemin raise his glass as welcome to Renjun who arrives at the venue. Dress in formal tux, his hair neatly fix up and a woman beside him. Although he expected the man to appear with a woman, he could not help but to scoff. "I did expect you to come but I did not forecast you coming with a lady"

"Where's my wife?"

"Now, now, it's not the right time to look for your wife when you have someone else beside you. Would you mind introducing her to me?" He smirks placing his glass down. "Na Jaemin" He offer his hand. "Yun Sol-a" The woman shakes his hand. "Well, enjoy the party. Although I would love to stay and chat more, I have more guest to greet"

"Mr. Nakamoto" He shakes the older's hand. "I'm glad you're able to make it" He smiles. "Stop being formal for goodness sake" Yuta sighs making Doyoung beside him laugh. "Cheers?" Yuta lift his glass, Jaemin grab a new glass clicking their glass together.

"It would be more lovely if you invited Huang" Yuta, Doyoung and Jaemin walk around. Talking about this or that. "As much as I want to, I can't. I can barely lift myself off the bed" He jokes. "I don't see your woman, where's she?" Yuta raise a brow. "She's probably getting ready" Doyoung answers. "The party has started an hour ago, she's not yet ready?"

"Main character only"

Jaemin shrug following it up with a laugh. "After all, the husband is here to see what I'm really up to" His eyes darken at the thought. "I thought you did not invite a Huang?"

"I did"

"He unexpectedly show up" Jaemin sighs sitting on the table Doyoung has occupied which is beside the luxury stair. Anyone who comes up and down will be present to their location. "I heard from Mark what has been happening and let me tell you, it's not a bad idea" Yuta place his glass down on the table. "I know. I'm giving it a thought, give me more time"

"If you are to come out looking like this, I won't be surprise if Jaemin will propose to you right now" Mark cross his arm. "She's not actually that pretty, if you may ask me" Haechan stares at Hajin's reflection on the mirror while the make up artist Jaemin has brought for her. "Yeah, I won't really ask you"

"I'm still married to Renjun, if you forgot" She reminds. "Sure, on and off. And heads up, your husband is here with a woman beside him" Hajin's gaze fell down. She don't know what to feel. Half of her were thinking that if Renjun has someone else then he could easily leave her but there's something insist her that's hurting her heart and she don't know what it is.

"Is she pretty?"

"No—" Mark tried to hide the information by himself. "She is. She's so pretty and she's dazzling. She's wearing a white dress like yours, probably sponsor from Renjun himself" Haechan raps. "Damn it, Lee Haechan" Mark sighs. "It's okay, I believe Jaemin don't even find her pretty"

"I was wondering what the main character is doing why she's taking so long, no wonder. Some petty people is chitchatting with her" Her eyes look up only to see an unfamiliar man, hair slick back, black pair of formal tux, his eyes sharp and has an intimidating gaze. "Nakamoto Yuta"

"Lee Hajin" She shakes the man's hand, standing tall on her feet. "Yes, I know. I heard a lot about you, well, specifically from Jaemin" Yuta snickers. "That's not a compliment. Anyway, you better head down."

"Everyone is waiting for the main character"

"Main character?" She frowns. "You. Jaemin specifically name you the main character for tonight's ball. Although the part where people would dance with their partner is a whole load of cliché, believe me, embarrassment ends" Yuta grin. "Hyung, let's go out. It's boring here" That never fails to surprise her. Haechan cling onto Yuta like they're very close while he whine his ass out.

"I believe we should go, see you downstairs, Hydra"

"Hydra?" She face Mark. "Uh...It's a constellation, you know stars. Hydra is the most powerful and largest constellation. It's probably a pet name. Anyway, let's just go" Mark lead her out of the room. Although shook by the statement she receives, she nods circling her hand on Mark's waiting arm.

Everyone halts from whatever they are doing, the once for long music were change into a soft piano composition entitled Suite Bergamasque by Claude Debussy. Jaemin watch Mark lead Hajin down on the huge staircase.

The dress he pick were enough to bring a smile on his lips. He knew the moment he saw the dress, he knew it would suit Hajin. The black tube dress that has a short cut on the front and long fabrics behind, it mix well with the woman's white pale skin.

For the second time, he fell in love again. With the same woman he fell for the first time. "When you said she was the main character, I think she really is" He grin nodding and walking over to the stair. Hajin was fast to see him which he reply with a small smile reaching his hand out.

"Drink moderately" Jaemin whispers at Hajin who chug the third glass of wine. The round table were filled with people, mostly his close friends— including Renjun and Sol-a beside him. To Jaemin's surprise, the air seems to be comfortable. No talk shared by Hajin and Renjun. It seems like it's going well.

"Mr. Na, I heard you're single" An old apprentice, Yang Pijun, 53 and is a CEO of Godai's long time business partner. "Where in the world did you hear that?" He smiles. "I was thinking maybe you would love to see my daughter, she's a Doctor and she's on her 3rd year of residency"

"She is? That's great" He cross his legs leaning close to Hajin. "Help me out here" He whispers. Hajin did not answers but instead the woman seems to be close into vomiting which results to Jaemin into a huge confusion whether it is intentional or not. "I'm sorry, my woman is tipsy, excuse me"

"Jaemin, my stomach hurts" Hajin mumbles trying to get the vomit out of her stomach. "You need to vomit, get it out" Jaemin rub her bare back. "I can't" She whines. Jaemin sighs taking off his blazer. "In your arms" He offer his jacket, laying it on the woman's upper body.

"Maybe you should head to sleep, it's alright, I'll gree—" Jaemin halts when the woman rush and vomits on the faucet. "Good girl" He heave a sigh of relief handing Hajin piece of tissue. "I'm fine" Hajin heave a sigh. "Why do you keep chugging it anyways?"

"I don't know. Maybe my feelings took over me because of the scene in front of me"

"You don't have to be worried of losing Renjun" Jaemin sighs wrapping his arms around her from behind. "I'll always take you in. No matter what, you won't be left alone. You and I, we're always together" The man assures. "Then, Jaemin" She turn herself facing the man. On the corner of her eye, a faint shadow whom she familiarly know were seen by her sight.

"Marry me, marry me already"

She ignores her shaking hand when Renjun took dangerous step towards them. "Alright, I will. Let's get married, Hajin" Jaemin hurriedly answer which tells Hajin nothing but the man knowing the strong presence behind them. "I will marry you, so marry me as return" Jaemin adds. "I will"

Jaemin lean closer to her ear taking short deep breath. "Ignore him, focus on me" The man said, his voice deep and raspy. "Baby, I'm gonna have to ask you to confront him and end everything you have with him right now. That includes your marriage with him. Ask him for divorce"

"I...I can't"

"You can. I got your back, there's no need to be scared" Jaemin held her cheeks and wiping her tears away. "If you give me your permission to do this myself, I will. Just tell me"

"Do it, please"

Hajin exits the bathroom, she finally sober up. That alcohol sure took a loads of hit on her. She didn't know such a wine could contain high alcohol level. "Mrs. Huang?" Hajin stops and face a woman. Not just any woman, the woman Renjun is with earlier.

"I believe we have to talk, don't we?"