"I was never that much into guys, let alone posers or vamps.
But he was the real thing and a force to be reckoned with.
And I surrendered without a fight."
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I feel impatient for the rest of the day. But work is work and things happen that I have to deal with, so the hours go by more or less full.
Naree comes into the office around noon. Her expression is unreadable.
"Minho, can we talk?"
"Yes, of course." I nod to her to sit down and wait for her to speak.
"I don't think that our 'engagement' -she air-quotes the word- is going to work." She looks at me seriously, but with a twinkle in her eye. "I find you, as I have already said, very attractive. You are a handsome, charismatic man. I would be thrilled if we could be together, I won't lie. But, I don't like coming second."
"Naree, I am sorry..." She raises her hand, stopping me.
"I think I know what happened, Minho. And, against my better judgment, I let myself be swayed by our parents' schemes. But, let's stop there. It's our lives after all."
I nod solemnly. "I hope you find what you are looking for."
She stands up and winks at me. "See you around Min-min." I suppress a laugh and just smile at her.
That ended easily enough... I let out a sigh of relief.
But of course, my mother calls in the afternoon demanding to know why Naree broke off the engagement. I just let her yell, vent all her frustration and then I hang up.
At five pm sharp, I leave the office, ignoring all the calls and urgent business to I 'have to' attend to. Tomorrow is as good a day as any! I have already ordered flowers -roses- and candles and other things to set the mood for me and him, my vamp.
My vamp... I'm not entirely sure we're over what happened, but I hope we get there sooner rather than later.
I gave my housekeeper, Mrs Kang, the rest of the day off and all of tomorrow. I don't need my mother to be informed of my every move. Not after what she did. Her interference caused me—and him—all this stress. I don't need it and I don't want it.
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🎵 Song suggestion: Is It A Crime by Sade 🎵
"This may come This may come as some surprise But I miss you I could see through all of your lies But still I miss you..."
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Hyunjin texted me that he will be there around 8pm. I check and recheck everything, including myself in the mirror. I am wearing a pair of deep blue slacks and a deep blue silk shirt, the two top buttons undone. I frown at the lack of the Medusa pendant around my neck. "Idiot!" I mutter to myself. My hair is elegantly tousled and I have almost doused myself with my new perfume -Azzaro's The Most Wanted- which I chose especially for the vanilla and spice combination that matches my natural scent perfectly. In a fit of cocquetishness, I put on vanilla flavoured lip balm.
