DIVINE

chapter 11

Maria's pov:
Hearing these words coming out of this man's mouth was something that I didn't expect. I wanted to just go straight home after the trial, I couldn't stand looking into his eyes because I didn't know myself what I was thinking or feeling. However, there I was standing near my car, trying to process what just happened after he followed me and begged me to listen to what he had to say. But... he just said ,,date''. Date. HE WANTS A DATE? With me? Not to brag about the fact that he just confessed something about his personal life like we were together or something. Just the thought made me feel some type of way. A good way, of course. I didn't mind to actually hear that story though...You know, that he never had someone....Wait. A good way?

Did I really felt something towards him? I think I did but damn how confusing was all.
I looked into his eyes only to see a desperate man. Me? I got a mafia leader acting like this? The thought amused me but it didn't last ling until I remembered where we were.
- Alright, mister Jung.
I said with a faint smile.
He then stood there proudly, his eyes never leaving mine.
-I promise you, you won't regret it.
Now he was a very happy man. I could sense his friends standing there, happy for their buddy, but my attention was focused on him. He then waited for me to get in my car and after he started talking.
- What about tomorrow? In the evening, at 7? This time he didn't forget.
He said smiling widely again.
Looking at my lap thinking but then turning my head towards him, I nodded with a small smile.
He then smiled and stood there looking at me again.
- Well then, see you tomorrow Maria. I will come to get you.
Then, I started the car and after saying goodbye, I drove to my house.

Woo Young's pov:
She actually accepted to go on a fucking date with me. No way. After she left I looked back happily at my friends, only to be greeted by wide smiles.
We then entered our cars happily and drove back to my mansion.

Time passed quickly and the next came by so fast. It was now evening and I was nervous for some reason. I swear since I met this woman I have been experiencing feelings and moods I never did before. My mind then drifted to the first time we went out together. I loved that night but I was also afraid that this might be the last time I would see her if I mess things up. How could I ruin everything? I don't know, but the thought of never seeing her made my stomach growl. And it was not because I am hungry.
I got dressed in a more elegant matter this time and went immediately to my car as the time we should meet was approaching. I started the engine and drove to her apartment, knowing that I already have to stop somewhere to buy something.

Maria's pov:
Looking at the dress I wore in the mirror, my mind drifted somewhere else. Is this okay? Am I doing the right thing? I found myself asking this question since yesterday, but I really wanted to see him. Being in his presence made me feel alright and now he even asked for a date... Our story started weirdly for sure, but I hope it can continue in a good way.

I looked at myself again, but now proudly. I smiled and now actually admired the satin dress. My hair was curled and I dressed more elegantly this time. I looked presentable I can say.
My stomach then did a flip. I looked at my tummy and wondered if I was hungry or nervous or both. Me? Nervous? Haha, yes. I was.

I looked at the time and realized that he might actually be on his way, so I went downstairs and waited there.
Not after a long time, a knock was heard at my door and I went to check who it is, even though I already knew.
I opened the door and I was surprised to find a big bouquet of red roses in his hand and a wide smile on his face. He probably bought them on his way here I thought.
There he was looking into my eyes, admiring me.
- You look beautiful...
I wanted to say thank you but his cologne distracted me to be honest, he looked mesmerizing, but I won't admit that to him just yet.
- Thank you, mister Jung. You look acceptable as well.
I said smirking at taking my bouquet. I welcomed him a bit in my home, just so I can put the roses in a vase.
- You remembered. I said.
- Of course , I remember everything. I will always do that when it comes to you.
He remembered I loved red roses.