Hannah, a young heiress navigating the treacherous currents of wealth and expectation, lived a life meticulously crafted, yet strangely devoid of genuine connection. Then, like a storm breaking over a tranquil sea, Yoongi, the internationally acclai...
We were invited to a live-streamed art exhibition. Big names from South Korean industries, including entertainment and corporations, were in attendance. Later, there was also live bidding.
Hannah sent me a photo of herself and Helene watching. They were invited as representatives for their father, but declined because the sisters dislike crowds and parties.
Helene expressed an interest in bidding if there was anything worthwhile to bid on.
We were talking with some other guys who approached us when a woman in a red over-fitting gown approached our table and sat next to me.
I saw her somewhere. The other guys who were speaking with us recognized her as Ms. Lee. She's the daughter of a business man who owned five star hotels all over South Korea.
"Ouch!"Jimin exclaimed. "Who kicked me?" He looked around our table and saw me glaring at him.
I typed on my phone," Save me!" and send it to him.
Ms. Lee was becoming touchy, and her face was so close to mine that I found it difficult to keep my distance from her. A camera was focused on us.
Helene just texted me," You might want to move away from that b*tch, Yoongi!"
She sent me a stolen photo of Hannah, and based on her expression, I may sleep on the living room couch tonight.
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Jimin soon understand my predicament and came to my rescue.
"Hyung, let's go to the restroom!" He came over to my seat and pulled me.
Ms. Lee protested,"Can't you go alone?" She said, placing her hand on my thigh.
I stood up abruptly, nearly knocking my chair to the floor.
"I'm sorry, Ms.Lee. I need to use the restroom, too!" I immediately pulled Jimin.
Jin hyung and J-hope sat on either side of Ms. Lee.
"Ahhh, f*ck. I'm screwed!" I told Jimin when we got to the restroom.
"Yes, hyung. You're totally screwed. Wanna come home with us tonight?" Jimin laughed at my situation. "Your bed longs for your presence."
We returned to our table, and, thankfully, Ms. Lee was not present. Jin hyung must have told her his dad jokes.
The bidding began, and we were stunned by the prices and the high bids.
A painting of crystal flower was unveiled next. It was so beautiful that it took everyone's breath away, including our own.
The bidding price starts at 5 million won. The bids from art enthusiasts continued to rise until a voice broke through the din of bidders.
"200million won," The camera focused on Ms.Lee.
Silence fell over the place. Then the phone on the podium rang, breaking the silence. A voice I could recognize anywhere spoke on the phone. "500 million won."
We all exchange glances. There was a war that ensued.
"550 million won," Ms. Lee said loudly, her voice slightly irritated.
"850 million won!" said the bidder on the phone.
Every body's jaw dropped. The camera focused on Ms. Lee's face, which had an annoyed expression.
The auctioneer started to ask if there were more bidder, but when no one raised their hands, he announced the winner. "Going once, going twice! Sold!
The beautiful painting was sold for an exorbitant price.
Ms.Lee attempted to purchase four more paintings but was consistently outbid by the bidder on the phone.
After the bidding was completed, the names of those who were fortunate or wealthy enough to purchase an item were displayed on the monitor above.
I recognized the name I expected to see, Hannah Choi, along with the paintings she had purchased.
Ms. Lee stomped out of the venue without saying goodbye to anyone.
The power play between the wealthy children had just been demonstrated.
"Sh*t man!" Namjoon exclaimed. "Hannah is scary."
"Yeah, she was telling Ms. Lee, "I will show you who the real boss is." Jungkook commented.
"Suga hyung," Taehyung called me. "You sure do not want to come home with us?" he joked.
"Shut up or I'll kick your ass," I threatened him but the rascal just laugh along with Jimin and Jungkook.
"Well, in that case," J-hope patted my back, "good luck to you, brother."
Except for the small lamps on either side of the stair, the entire house was in darkness.
I climb up the stairs and walked carefully towards Hannah's bedroom. The light was still on.
I opened the door to find Hannah standing in the middle of the bedroom, arms crossed on her chest. She was glaring at me.
When I approached her for a kiss, she moved her face away.
"I did not do anything,"I said while raising my hands up.
"You are letting her touch you!" she said quietly, glaring at me.
"No, I did not. I just can't push her away, you know."I tried to explain to her.
She told me to go take a shower. "You stink of her cheap perfume."
Hannah was standing in front of her dresser and motioned for me to sit.
She put a drop of lotion on her hands and lathered it on me. When she was done, she took another bottle and sprayed it on me. That's her perfume. She took a deep breath after leaning in to me.
"There!" she finally exclaimed, "no smell of yucky perfume!"
"Can I kiss you now?"I asked.
She seemed to think about it before she said no and turned her back to me and went to bed.
"Hannnnnaaahh!"I whined. Following behind her.
I climbed into bed with her and removed the blanket that she had draped over her face.
"I really did not allow her to touch me. I swear. Jimin even have to save me. Please, baby, I missed you so much." I complained to her.
"You find her beautiful?"
I shake my head no.
"Sexy perhaps?"
Again, I shake my head.
"Big boobs?"
I made a gagging expression.
Hannah giggled before pouting her lips, and I swooped in, giving her the deep kiss I had been craving all day.
