Part 18

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Chaeyoung is in a good mood today. She's even humming. When I woke up, Chaeyoung wasn't next to me, I thought I was abandoned. No one knows how happy I was when I saw her when I entered the living room. I clung to her waist and pouted.

"You didn't sleep with me."

She put my hair behind my ear with a grin. "Did you want to sleep with me?"

I turned my face away and pulled her arm and tried to put her back on the bed. "Did you even sleep?"

"I love sleeping, but if necessary, I can live without sleeping for three days."

When I rolled my eyes, Chaeyoung took me closer to her and kissed me. "We're going on a date today, so I'll be back at 6 o'clock. You'd better be ready by then."

I raised my eyebrows. "Work? Am I not your work?"

"I'm a multitask girl." She winked at me. "Don't even think about killing someone while I'm away."

"But it seems easy to kill without you..."

"I can come back anytime, crazy girl."

"That sounds good." I like her being close to me. I feel like I'm being protected. Even if she protects a good citizen from me.

"Try it and you'll realize that you can't do it. My subordinates may not be as good as me, but they're not bad." She hugged me for the last time and left.

She likes to hug me. According to her, she needs to charge me at least twice a day. I like the feeling of being hugged by her, and if possible, I want to live in her arms forever, so that's good. I even feel loved. I know she doesn't love me, but it's free to feel, right?

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I have a date. In one more hour. And I don't know what to wear. For the sake of God, I don't have any dress! And this dinner should lead to sex, so I want to wear something sexy. I know that my breasts are small, but it doesn't stop me from wanting Chaeyoung to think I'm sexy even a little. I have to do something. I need help. And for the first time, I can't ask Chaeyoung.

My eyes stared at the girl who was probably the most fashionable in this university and does model or something. Jennie Kim. Will she help me if I ask her? Does she even recognize me in the first place?

I didn't have time, and I talked to her, keeping in mind that the only impression I care about was that of Chaeyoung.

"Hello?"

She looked very surprised when she is suddenly spoken to. "You are the girl."

The girl? "Do you know me?"

She stared at me with her eyebrows frowned.

"Of course, I do. You are famous. A fucking cute girl whom hot blonde as hell every day picks up with a luxury car."

I gave up worrying about my pride. "I have a date today, and I have to do something about it. Can you help me?"

"Please tell me that the date is with that woman. Otherwise, I would be killed by her."

Is she going to help me? I nodded desperately. "Right. With that person. I want to impress her."

She actually snorted. "You wear a garbage bag, and she will think you're the best in the world, believe me."

"Please? I really..."

"You're going to tell that woman that I'm the one who helped you. And I'll help."

What? Does she want to impress Chaeyoung or something? Does she want Chaeyoung?

I crossed my arms in my chest. "I won't give you Chaeyoung."

She choked. "Look, she's fucking hot, but I have a girlfriend. And she-your fucking hot blonde doesn't see me at all. I'm just expecting something in return. She looked rich."

I nodded. Now, I don't have so many options. "Deal. I'll tell her. Anyway, I want you to help me. I don't have time."

"First of all, we need to buy a dress." Jennie pulled my arm.

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