Worthy Of Love

35!

Jimin

"Saeroyi, make sure we never have to deal with those distributors again. Black list them. I don't want them mooching off of company's hard earned money." I said as I walked out of one of our distributor's office.

"Yes sir."

"And I want to fly back, tonight. I don't care how expensive the tickets are, get them."

"Yes sir."

I walked inside the room and threw my coat on the couch the hotel room had. I was infuriated that I had been stuck in Singapore since Saturday night, I had missed my first meeting with Olivia and had only been able to get professional news from Saeroyi about her. I had seen the articles of her meeting the others, it made me feel like a child who wanted to throw tantrum.

I may have thrown my feet and hands at the prospect. Once or twice, just. Not more than that.

And I wanted to throw one right now but before I could, I heard a knock on my door.

"Sir, the flight is in five hours." Saeroyi said when I opened the door.

"Alright, thanks." I said and waited for him to walk away before I closed the door and celebrated the fact that I was going home.

I didn't know if she would talk to me, didn't care if she gave me the cold shoulder. All I cared about was the fact that I would be near her, around her. I would be able to see her, hear her voice, admire her in all the ways she allowed me to. I didn't care if she absolutely despised me, no, it wasn't a problem if she did.

So that night, I flew back home. Six and half hours of anticipation made me anxious, I knew I couldn't see her till tomorrow morning but still my stomach was in knots just creating stupid scenarios in my head. Scenarios which were an intoxicating mix of my imagination and memories. It didn't help that I knew nothing about her as she was now, nothing about the person who produced mind-blowing films and had made a name for herself worthy of all the money I was investing. I knew that my money wouldn't be lost, the scripts were great, I had a great production crew on board and had the proper PR plan in place.

It was all set, nothing was left to chance.

I landed on the familiar turf of my home and the anticipation was killing me. Today I was going to meet her and not just anywhere but at my birthday party. I had initially thought against it but I wanted to have as many opportunities as I could make to see Olivia. While we would be colleagues for a foreseeable future, I couldn't get my fill of her with just mere meetings in the confines of my office.

My longing for Olivia was concerning, even to myself but I didn't care. I picked up flowers, hydrangeas, her favourite and stuck an invitation in it. Decided against a hand written note and got it delivered to her place.

"Wow. You look good." Min-young said as she looked at me with the whole outfit.

"Thanks, I trust you to be my stylist more than Hobi Hyung, don't tell him that."

"Deal. But are you sure you want to keep your chest that exposed? I mean, it is a formal party, still." She said as she fiddled around with the jewellery owned.

"As much as it is, it's still my birthday party. I can play a little risqué and moreover, I have someone to charm tonight." I said, fluffing my hair up a little.