Throwing things here and there, Stella chokes on her tears. She is mad.
She is hurt.
"I came off too strong. I'm sorry"
"You didn't come off too strong. You just gave me a r-reality check."
"But I should have done it gently, no?"
"No, you weren't that rough. I needed to be put in my place."
"Don't play it off. I know it's quite rough for a girl like you"
"I have had it worse in the brothel."
Their conversation has been replaying in her mind like a broken record ever since she eavesdropped them.
She wants to kill someone so badly right away. Alas, she doesn't have the liberty to do so.
"WHY DID HE SOUND SO CONCERNED ABOUT HER???"
She screams in agony as her back slides against the wall.
She did everything she could to win his heart. She forgave him when he killed her mother.
However, that's a different thing that she proposed to him for marriage right after that.
"I saved him from the wrath of my father and this is how he pays me back?"
"He and that girl.. They sounded almost like—"
She trails off in the end but gulps before finishing the sentence.
"In love.."
She palms her face, her body shaking in an effort to control her emotions.
Before coming here, she did expect him to have a bunch of whores but she never wanted him to have a proper lover.
She doesn't care who he takes to his bed. All she cares about is whom he allowed the pass to his heart and affection.
It's not like she was a virgin either. She had her fun back then in Italy.
For her, love and sex are whole different things. Love should be kept for one man while sex can be done with anyone.
'Yesterday, we got the intel that Jungkook's gang has been spotted with our Russian foes. So, he backstabbed us? Despite being married, he hasn't shown any interest in me. Will he kill me too once he wins against my family?'
She goes through all her contacts. Her fingers stop at a certain one, mind racing with the schemes she can formulate further.
"I need to secure my place."
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The brakes of the limousine are pulled in front of a crowded subway. A young woman, stands there, anticipating the other party's arrival.
Her brows frown, noticing the chauffeur coming out instead of the person she came here to meet.
"Are you Aera kim?"
"Yes"
"This way, Miss"
The chauffeur guides her inside the car. She follows him.
"My, here comes my ally"
Aera grins at the owner of the voice as the door closes behind her.
"Ally? I wouldn't say that. Given our brief encounter that day, Ms. Stella"
The two women, in the disguise of greetings, start psychological attacks on each other.
It troubles Aera a lot that Stella, despite being only 18, is far more sly than her. For Stella, her envy was nothing but a source of amusement among her dangerous ploys.
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