Whispers in the Gale

Chapter 2

|Ch.02

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Heeseung opened his door to the apartment floor room with a thudding heart. His whole body was feeling like someone was squeezing him to death. After all,who wouldn't feel this way when they invite the devil himself to their home sweet home?

Storm entered the apartment,looking a bit lost as his gazed at the surrounding. He was still keeping his guard up with every step he took. It was a place strangely beautiful and neat. The walls were glass showing a view of all the other buildings out there. It was indeed a beautiful view.

"Are you a noble?",Storm asked warily as his eyes scanned everywhere.

Heeseung felt a smirk crawling into his lips knowing that to this damn hell spawn,he looks like a rich baddie in his world. As if Storm felt his smirk,he looked back and the smirk was gone sooner enough with a cough.

"In our world,there's nothing like nobles or peasants. It's rich and poor. Unlike your world,anyone can become rich",Heeseung tried explaining with awkward hand movements.

Storm raised an eyebrow,"Is that so? So that means you are rich?"

Heeseung tried controlling his proud smile as he cleared his throat before nodding. "You could say that. Music producers earn good money these days"

Storm didn't seem interested at all. He looked away without saying anything. To him,the apartment was even more interesting than the apartment owner's money story. Simple yet elegant,marble floor wasn't something new to him but all the equipments in the apartment amused him. For example,the big black flat box on the wall.

"What it that?",Storm asked pointing at it.

Heeseung looked at where he was pointing,"Oh that,it's a TV. A television. We watch dramas,musical shows,films and things like that from it"

Storm narrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

Heeseung,"You will get it later"

Storm didn't question about it further. He took a seat on the couch infront of the TV as if he owned the house while the real owner was awkwardly standing around not knowing what would tik this hell spawn off.

"Servant"

Heeseung flinched when Storm called him 'Servant' all of a sudden. He had this urge to pull his pretty eyes out for calling him a 'Servant' in his own house but he had no choice but to compile for now.

"Yes",Heeseung gritted the word out.

"Make me some food. I'm hungry",Storm ordered before placing his feet on the coffee table.

Veins popped out from Heeseung's temple as he turned around. He couldn't believe he suddenly had to become a servant to this arrogant man.

Meanwhile Storm was snickering to himself after purposely calling him a 'Servant'. Oh he loves to bully. He knew that Heeseung was feeling proud after telling him about his rich life so he HAD to humble his mindset. Storm had a damn hell waiting for his return,a future king was he. No say he would let anyone else have the ego when his ego was higher than the heavens.

A hiss escaped from his lips as he felt a throb from his chest. He almost forgot,he was injured on the chest with a mana poisoning. He needs a big rest to heal himself. But before that,he needed to clean himself. With a sigh,he tore his blood coated top in to pieces before throwing it away. The wound on the chest was fresh but luckily the blood had already dried. Someone must have given him first aid or something.