7 personalities with 7 different charms but all connected by fate.
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By the time a wolf turn 18, they find their mate. Some wolves end up with 2 or 3, and others may have more. No one really knows the exact numb...
I'm about to board a plane back to Korea because it's time to check on how my first-born baby is doing. In the two remaining months that I had in the London, I've created and modified my menus while also doing a lot of paperwork. Now it's time to spend some back at home where my business first started.
Incheon International Airport
Being on a plane for 14 hours is tough and boring. Checking up on the paperwork that I have to correct, my revenues, my customer reviews and the news. I did all of that in 7 out of 14 and for the other 7, I went to sleep. I got up when the plane got to their landing point. By the time it was clear for the passengers to depart the plane, I was already feeling very jet lagged. I collected my belongings and then called a taxi to take me to my house.
Being back home is a feeling like no other and there are no words that can describe the feeling. Anxious to get home, I try to distract myself. Normal I try not to leave for more than a year or two if necessary. My house has a sitter for whenever I need to travel for than that.
The taxi ride took about 30 minutes until I can see my house come in view. "Ah my home sweet home." My body seem to recognize that I'm home because I felt the fatigue wash over me. There's nothing like coming home after 8 months in a different country and be able to relax in my clean house but NOOOO...instead I get hit with the most horrendous shit ever.
My older brother, my house sitter, was laying on MY couch with a bunch of trash around him. "Aissh", I let out trying to hard not to pop off but the sight just didn't help. "What. The. Fuck.one..two..three..four..fi- what. in THE FUCK! HYUNG ARE YOU SERIOUSLY!"
I love my brother, I do and I will never go out of my way to disrespect him, but the fucker has the AUDACITY to snore on my couch while my house is dirty by his doing. Now don't think that I have strict rules and expectations for my house to clean everyday but at least have the decency to clean up after yourself, that's all I ask. I walked over to him, and my anger just reached the breaking point. "YAAAA GAE-SAE-GII!"
My brother jumped out of his slumber and when his brain FINALLY caught up with the situation, his eyes went wide. "Before I really go off on you, I'm going to freshen up and leave. You have until I get back to clean all your shit". I grabbed my suitcase handle and walked down the hallway to my room.
Being a renowned chef has it peaks when it comes to certain things...sometimes. My house is two stories with 3 bedrooms and 5 full baths, each with its unique elements. The walk through the hallway, illuminates a wall full of pictures and awards I've received. Entering my earthy toned room with one side being a mediterranean style bathroom and the other side being my walk-in closet. Although my bed is calling my name, I went to get freshen up plus to blow off some steam.
Normally, I would take a long warm bath, then a shower after but I opt it out for just a really steamy shower instead. Turning on the knob, I didn't check the temperature before going in. "Ahh FUCK, fucking hot". I quickly jumped back and after the shock passed, I checked again and went it when ready. The relaxing feeling of water flowing down my toned body took over my mind and I lost track of time. 30 mins later and I am heading to my closet while drying off thinking about what outfit to wear.
"Let's go with something causal" picking out a random graphic tea, my pink denim jacket and some black rip jeans. I'm heading to my headquarters, so the feel is simple. I stepped out of my room passing my brother, who still didn't get up. "Hyung, you better clean my house, or you won't get paid...don't make me call eonni." I will still pay him, but he doesn't deserve to know that. I head to my garage without realizing that the choice of choosing will reign on me.
I know you must be thinking it's something serious or bad, but nooo I have to choose which car I feel like driving. My 2022 Chevrolet corvette stingray in a smoking gray color and my 2023 KIA Sorento LX in a midnight black both stored at me to see who will be driven. After the internal battle, I plucked the keys of the KIA and made a way off to work.
