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JIYONG

"What the hell is this Kwon Jiyong?" She said in a gritted but hushed tone. She has this constricted look on her beautiful face when she glanced at me but managed to give a chic smile to the camera. I led her to the podium with the photographer.

Yes, I brought her to a fashion show with tons of fashion critics and high profiled celebrities that are lining up for the official photo ops.

Being the acting director slash only-nephew-of the Lee Young Ae for SIAF gives more perks than of disadvantages actually. I get the treatment of VVVIP for shows like this and literally to wherever I go. My aunt set up herself so high she's like the Coco Chanel version of South Korea plus my late parents are also known in the industry coming from old money. My mother is a fashion designer while my father runs her fashion house.

I am leading Dara out of the podium, holding her wrist, when I spotted my good friend Lee Soo Hyuk talking to a blonde girl, probably one of the critics or guest.

Dara is so hard on her heels that it feels like I'm dragging her and its making me like to annoy her more so I removed my hand from her wrist and put it on her lower back which made her flinch. She tried to remove it but you see, I am as stubborn and brat as I look like so she unfortunately (for her) didn't win, I never let anyone win against me unless I let them.

Before we reach where Soo Hyuk is, the lad already spotted me with a crease on his forehead trying to decipher who I am with. He walked towards us and I was expecting him to greet me but to my surprise, he went straight to Dara, I am about to call him out for his action when he spoke.

" Nuna! What brought you here with...Kwon Jiyong?!" He said surprised. He's mirroring my shocked face. How'd they know each other?

"Long story Hyukie. Long story." She answered seems exasperated which made me a bit irritated. Hyukie?! So, they are on a nickname basis, I see. Why do I sound like some pathetic jealous boyfriend to this ajumma I just met hours ago?

"Hey to you too punk!" I nudged to get the jerk's attention. I'm his friend!

"Oh, sorry Jiyong. I just never expected Dara nuna to be here, most specially to be with you. I never expected that you knew each other enough for her to be your date?" He hesitated on the last word, that for some crazy incomprehensible reason, sounded like a nice music to my ears.

"Date? this is what we call baby-sitting Hyukie. I'll go get a drink before I render someone dead, on this very spot, i swear to god! You want anything?" she asked Soo hyuk, ignoring me. Fucking great! " Oy! do you want anything?" she asked me, still looking annoyed but it's a starter. She asked me, how happy can I be? haha. pathetic.

" A wine will be fine with me" I said.

She marched to the bar. We're at the lounge entrance of the place. The venue is set up to be like a casual cocktail party but with high stalls in case some stiletto-wearing guests gets tired of standing.

"How long have you known Nuna. You're good. She never goes to places like this."

"Not too long ago. We just have a deal. Why? What places does she usually goes?" I fished.

"She likes normal places without press and the likes. You didn't know her that much yet, I see. For starters, she's from old money but only few knows about it because she's a very private person so making her go here is really something. We've known each other since I was kid. She lived in Busan, and their hotel is near our resort. My father get acquainted and eventually befriended her father. We became a constant playmates together with Bom-nuna, Il-woo and another guy. The story ends there." he laughed. How dare he. That nameless guy.. hmmm..