『𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐎𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐞』 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

15 Attempted Kidnapping

  "Is the food to your liking, M- Ma'am?" The waiter trembles as he stands beside us on the table, hands held together as he watches the woman eating a spoonful of meat and rice.

Sitting across from him is a man, the man who had a huge smirk plastered on his smug face, "Y/N-"

"Don't call me that." She responds quickly then glares at him, "We're not that close to calling each other our names."

The man sighs, running a hand through his black hair, "I've told you already, come back to me, come back to us. I missed you." He begged, his huge and calloused hand holding the opposite size of hers, small and tender, "I wanna break you so you can no longer be the strong woman your mother wanted you to be. I want you to stay vulnerable beside me, be my woman."

"Let me take care of you, Y-"

Y/N slams the knife and fork on the red-clothed table, standing up as the woman glared at him, "Don't mess with my head, Shiro. You know how much I hate you."

She then grabs her small handbag and strides out of the empty restaurant with her long heels, their noise leaving a mark of her anger as she walks until she comes out, riding Hanma's car after texting him her location.

A small recap,

After Y/N attended a small meeting with her client at a small restaurant, the guard guided her into a black Range Rover. When she got in, the driver looked quite different, but she didn't mind as drivers tend to change by their shift.

As time passed, she noticed the path the driver was going, "Excuse me, where are we going?"

The driver did not respond. She began to slightly panic, scrolling through her phone and GPS. 'This is not where we're going.'

As she was about to hit the man, the car stopped, a man outside standing then opened the door, "Hello, Lady Y/N."

"Shinjiro."

As usual like the old days, he would smile at her and lead her out of the car, "It has been long, yes?"

She slowly calmed down as she followed him inside the empty restaurant, "Did Shiro plan all of this?"

Shinjiro nods his head, "Yes, Lady Nila."
"Why are you still calling me that?"
"You are always the Lady of the House, the one and only." He respectfully smiles.

'Sometimes I wonder how he's handling Shiro's nasty tantrums and sadistic behavior.' She ponders as her heels gently clack against the marble floor.

As soon as they arrive at the table, Shiro smirks as soon as he sees her, "Hey."

Y/N rolls her eyes at him as she reluctantly sits down, her small handbag beside her, crossing her arms, "What the fuck do you want, psycho?"

He chuckles, "Simple, Y/N. I just want you back."

"Do you never take no for an answer?"

"Only at the right time."

She scoffs, "You really are a dumb psycho."
"Watch your mouth, baby girl."
"Don't be disgusting."

A few minutes later, the waiter comes with a food stroller, strolls towards them, and gently places the dishes on their table. "Did you rent out this whole place?" She asks as the waiter continues handing out dishes. There were lots of them, one that could fill her entire stomach.

As they ate, the waiter kept coming back, asking if they needed anything as if Shinjiro's existence was nowhere to be found.

Shiro slams a hand on the table, "If you keep prancing and asking around like a worm, I'm gonna shove this knife down your throat."