Face of Karma

True Love (Part II)

The moment Jan Di voiced her wish to go somewhere, Michael instantly grasped precisely where she longed to go—after all, this was a destination they had discussed in one of their many previous conversations. He could feel the anticipation building within him as he unfurled his magnificent wings from his back, each feather shimmering in the light as he prepared to take flight. With a powerful flap, he launched himself into the sky, soaring gracefully through the clouds, the wind rushing past them with a refreshing intensity. The scenery transformed beneath them, and soon, they found themselves approaching Jun Pyo's sprawling mansion, a grand structure that loomed ahead. As they began their descent, Michael skillfully retracted his wings, ensuring they were tucked away neatly before they touched down on the ground, all the while keeping his true identity cleverly concealed from anyone who might happen to pass by or catch a glimpse. "So, what's the plan? Are you going to walk boldly into the mansion presenting yourself as my husband, or do you have every intention of entering as Mr. Tessiro?" Jan Di teased playfully, her eyes sparkling with mischief when she noticed that he had not put his mask back on before they stepped into the imposing structure that awaited them.

With a lighthearted smile, Michael replied, "For now, I think I'll go with Mr. Tessiro." He felt it wasn't the right time to reveal the true nature of who he was, wanting to keep that part of his life a secret for just a little while longer.

Jan Di, feeling cheeky, intertwined her arm with his and continued, "Shall we make our grand entrance, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law?" Her tone was playful, more so than Michael had anticipated, bringing a lightness to the air around them.

Michael couldn't help but release a soft, amused laugh at her playful antics, the joy bubbling up in him like a wellspring. With a slight bow, he replied, "After you, dear sister-in-law," his voice playful but filled with warmth. The two of them shared a knowing glance, a silent exchange of camaraderie that spoke volumes about their bond and mutual understanding, before they stepped confidently and purposefully toward the grand entrance of the mansion. As they drew nearer, they were met by the stern and imposing guards stationed at the door, their expressions serious and alert. In that split second, Michael felt a rush of determination, and he took decisive action, freezing them in place before they had a chance to make any calls or alert anyone. This quick thinking allowed Jan Di to approach quietly and catch both Jun Pyo and Jae Kyung completely off guard with their unexpected arrival, the surprise etched across their faces.

"I think the entire group must be here," Jan Di remarked, glancing out toward the parking lot with anticipation. Her eyes scanned the area where she could see the familiar shapes of their friends' cars lined up in an orderly fashion, each vehicle a symbol of the gathering and the shared experiences they were about to dive into. The sight filled her with excitement, knowing that soon they would all be reuniting, laughter and chatter echoing through the halls of the mansion. Each car was not just metal and wheels; they represented friendships, memories, and the lively energy of the group that made every gathering special.

"The more people there are, the messier things tend to get," he replied with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, his expression hinting at the chaos and fun that awaited them inside.

"How did you manage to know that I was planning to stir things up?" Jan Di asked with a playful smirk, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Michael simply chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "I've known you long enough to anticipate your antics, Jan Di." She rolled her eyes in response, yet despite her efforts, she couldn't quite hide the smile that crept onto her face as they moved together toward the entrance of the mansion. The excitement of the night ahead filled the air as they both entered, ready for whatever surprises lay in store for them.

Without knocking, they confidently pushed open the immense double doors, which swung inward with a soft creak, and stepped into the lavish expanse of the grand mansion that lay before them. The air was filled with the delightful sounds of music and mirth, wrapping around them like a warm embrace, while the tantalizing scent of an exquisite array of food wafted through the atmosphere, beckoning them to explore further. As they made their way down the hallway, they were surrounded by elegant decorations that adorned the walls and flickering candles that cast a soft, inviting glow. The entire scene was a vivid tableau of festivity that made their hearts flutter with excitement.