How do you think their story will turn out when 14 suddenly becomes 12?
With choosing to be slaved and then miraculously finding her long lost brother, Choi Yiseul eventually meets her end, abruptly and brutally by being caught up in a explosion wit...
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Euphoric : that's what Yiseul was feeling as she watched Seo Heejun, squirming and struggling for his life. A sinister grin hanging off her face, the female laughed at the male's agony. The city lights were clearly seen from the huge window of the hotel's exclusive suite where the pair currently were.
It seemed ironic to Yiseul as she sipped onto her second glass of wine, their situations that were. Here she was, cherishing her night while the male was on the brink of almost dying, according to him whereas there was literally no harm and only torture in the method she had choosen.
"Tell me where Dino is and you'll be a free bird again" No matter how much he gasped for air, Heejun didn't open his mouth. It was his principal to not slip past an information without any benefits but right now all he had was detriments at his hands.
"N-NO" Pressing the button, suddenly the flow of the water had increased. Heejun went on to frantic mode as soon as the liquid drenching his face had upsurged. "I'LL TELL YOU" contemplating whether to pause the torture, Yiseul decided against it until he let her know of her dearest, Dino.
"Speak and you live" swigging her wine, Yiseul sighed in content. "I-I would need to get out in order to let you k-know" Shaking her head, the female reduced the flow of the water. "What if you cross me?"
Choi Yiseul knew that not only Heejun but every man out there wouldn't dare hoodwink her or SVT, she was aware that the male no matter how slick and powerful, won't stand a chance against her. That was her confidence. "I know you don't have the balls to"
Whistling through her lips, Yiseul finally decided to stop the water flow. "You hear a ticking sound?" Heejun furrowed his brows at the question but nodded cautiously when he noticed the sound. "It's a bomb"
The 'Watchers' realising what Yiseul had done were taken aback with her actions. A feeling of pride spread across their chest, as they deceived that Yiseul was trying to get to any level to find their youngest member.
"I've fixed it in your stomach" Laughing wholly, Yiseul found pride in his flabbergasted expression. "H-how? W-when?" Heejun stammered in his speech, a rush of fear hitting him deep.
"You've been out long enough for that" Yiseul had started getting bored of his obnoxious behaviour, irritated by his dumb questions and queries. "The remote is somewhere you won't be able to find"
She could imagine the look on the faces of her friends, even they were unaware of her plans and actions. "You have two options" Removing the cloth aggressively from his face, Yiseul greeted Heejun with a friendly wave who glared at her in response.
Seo Heejun was almost twice her size and height. Double in experience too but just because he was a man, the male had fallen for her tricks and seduction. "Explode in pieces or" pausing a bit, she etched on a evil smile.
"Work for me" The scowl on his face only deepened but the situation Heejun was in, couldn't let him get away with anything. Yiseul held the upper hand right then and there and he couldn't deny the power she was holding.
"I'll give you 15 seconds to make your decision" Crossing her legs over the other, Yiseul gracefully sat herself down across from him. "You live or you die. It's upto you" Closing her eyes, the female began counting.
"Your times starts now" The male was restless and helpless. He would die either way and he knew it but he also knew that was a slim chance that Yiseul would let him go.
"I'LL HELP YOU" Heejun felt his lips tremble at the words but his whole being trembled when he thought of the consequences of declining her deal. "You're not helping, darling" Yiseul removed the cloth over his face, him gasping for air.
"You're doing yourself a favor" she yanked his face away from her tight grip. "What do I have to do?" Winking her eyes at him, Yiseul plopped herself down on the posh, leather couch again.
