A psychopath woman who is obsessed with the color- blood red, falls in love with a Sociopath, oblivious, that he was already obsessed with her.
She went to South Korea from Italy, thinking some Mafia is messing with her father's business branch the...
Y/ns POV :- I remove the sleeping mask from my eyes hearing my assistant calling me, Miss Lee, we have reached, please come Miss. I nod as I roll my fingers through my hair, my assistant shows me a small mirror as I glare at him and throw the mirror away, shattering into pieces. I know that I am very pretty, I dont need to keep checking that. I walk after saying so as my assistant bows before nodding, not daring to look at me. I come out of my pitch-black private jet. I like black after my favorite blood red color. I start walking towards car as my guards walk with me, holding a blood red umbrella. I sit in my blood red Lamborghini.
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I like to drive by myself, I start driving as other black cars of my guards and servants follows me. I open the car from top. I feel the air hit my face as I put my one arm on the side, driving with just one hand. I love this style of driving. After an hours drive, we reach in front of Lee Mansion in Seoul, South Korea. Although it is twenty-five minutes far from the main city, I love this place, I basically love nature and this place is surrounded by the green thin forest. I make my way towards the mansion, as I park my car after drifting it. I love car drifts. With a proud smile on my face, I walk towards the indoors of the Mansion. I throw my saint laurent bag on the table as I start taking a look around the house. A psychopathic smile appears on my face as I look at everything, there isnt a single thing which is not blood red. The floor, the tables, the corridor, my bedroom, everything is blood red!
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I let out a maniac laugh as I enter the torture room, there is nothing that dissatisfies me.
Since it was a long journey, I eat up my dinner and quickly go to my bed and fall asleep. 'The evil queen has arrived, South Korea.' This was the last thought I had before sleeping.
