Seungri was walking in a relaxed manner towards the main door to welcome Sean. He knew Sean couldn't stay with Aeon who would restrict him from a lot of things and activities.
He has spoiled Sean to the extent, if anybody tries to speak about morals or his behavior, Sean just snorts and walks away by rolling his eyes.
Since Sean was returning after Eliza went to Aeon's place, Seungri was expecting Sean to bring her back too. He had deeply sowed the fear in her, it had grown to a huge tree so she wouldn't dare to speak anything about him to Aeon.
Seungri was certain about that. And he was pleased with himself for having total control over Eliza who knew a lot of secrets about him and Sean who could be used to weaken Aeon anytime.
Nonetheless, his happiness wasn't fated to last long.
Why did he even expect to have some happiness especially after 'Jennie' returned to turn his life upside down?
His relaxed walk towards the main door slowly came to halt feeling the air chilling and turn intense. There was something in the air which made his nerves involuntarily be on high alert.
Unknowingly Seungri held the breath and his eyebrows tightened. Sean couldn't bear this dominance. He was like a spoiled kid who keeps throwing a fit.
'Who is it?' Seungri thought, narrowing his eyes at the door.
There wasn't a sports car but a nobly standing Ivory Rolls Royce Phantom. It was enough to tell Seungri who was there.
Lisa Manoban! Seungri had really underestimated him. Every time Seungri calculated Lisa's limits, Lisa always surpassed with a greater margin.
Seungri felt his blood boil after grasping the whole situation he was in. Lisa had the whole Harmon mansion and security of the mansion under his control before stopping at his house.
There were numerous guards managing his estate. If Lisa was able to reach the door without Seungri getting notified about Lisa's entry to his place, Seungri eon didn't need words to tell how Lisa grandly entered.
Gritting his teeth, his burning red eyes glowered at the silhouette of a man. He stood tall and overbearing suppressing Seungri's presence.
The hem of Lisa's over the jacket of his suit fluttered in the air stepping closer to the door.
Lisa was wearing a plain shirt and buttoned it up fully to support the elegant Barn red tie he was wearing. On top of the shirt, he's wearing a trendy, pinstripe grey vest.
The slim fit of the vest accentuated his well-toned physique. The narrow V line of the vest allowed for the white shirt to remain visible sophisticatedly.
The navy blue jacket was a perfectly tailored fit for Lisa. The lapel in darker ash color gave the suit an elegant look. The buttons of the jacket had been left unbuttoned, It managed to make him look classier to his aristocratic air.
The jacket was longer reaching above his knee. Its fluttering hem to his every step was announcing the dominance matching his coldness.
He was wearing pants that copy the color of the jacket matching with perfect dress shoes.
To top it all off, he was wearing eye-catching cuffs that were dazzling under the lights against the dark color of the jacket.
Seungri frowned upon the realization his eyes were scanning the man at the thought of hidden firearms with him.
His eyes landed back on Lisa. He was walking with his hand shoved in a pocket and another subtle swinging with his steps. His sharpness and his style, both radiated with the confidence of the man.
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The Traps of the Black Swan (Book 2)
Fanfiction'Each betrayal begins with trust' 'Endure a while' was what her grandfather said. She endured the curses. She endured the pain. She endured the unfairness. She endured the behest. She endured the down heart. She endured many things but...
