Cinderella (Seventeen)

Spanners and Hammers

Chapter Thirty Four

*Bora's POV*

How could he pick her? Out of anyone in this world he could have, he chose her. Why?

What does she have that make her so special?

No matter. Soon he will only have eyes for me.

"So you crush it up like this, and sprinkle a little into his food or drink. You got it?" My mother finished off demonstrating. "This is only to be used if he doesn't drop the piece of trash he's apparently dating. One look at you though, she will be forgotten," she laughed dryly.

Pulling my new fur coat on, as a gift from Mr Jeon, we walked from the house. Well I say walked, I sort of hobbled in the 9 inch heels.

"Umma," I began, stopped and turning to her.

"Bora hurry up," waving me off quickly, she began walking quicker.

"Umma please give me a second," my head felt light. Probably due to being smacked by Wonwoo the other night. But I'll forgive him.

He hasn't had his medicine yet.

"Ladies, what are you doing down there! Come up quickly, business is taking a turn!" Mr Jeon yelled from the window above us.

***

No answer. He wasn't answering his phone.

Chewing on my lip, my mother kicked my slyly, reminding me to not mess up my lipstick.

"Seems like his phone is switched off. We will try again soon," Mr Jeon slid his phone back down on the desk, deeply sighing.

I don't care about the business. All I want is to marry Wonwoo. I want my happily ever after.

Why is that so hard to ask?

"I hope you will be able to get in contact with him soon. We don't need a spanner in the works, now everything is happening so smoothly," my mother nodded.

"I will be able to. Give me until the end of December. January at the latest, Bora and Wonwoo will have met. And Bora will have captured his heart," he smirked.

"But what about Hyolyn?" The words rolled off my tongue before I'd even had time to comprehend what my brains was thinking. Whoops.

"She can be disposed of," and that was that.

Admittedly, I felt a pang of guilt in my stomach. Then again, she is dating my future husband. She got everything growing up. Though she never appreciated it.

That's why she has to pay.

*Hyolyn's POV*

It's been a week since... Since things changed. For like... Forever.

But saying that, right now things are still the same. Meaning, I'm in their dorm. Being held hostage again.

"Seungkwan I swear to the Lord above put that thing down," I eyed the object in his hand, which he was shaking up and down.

"Jun take it away from him!" I screamed as Seungkwan launched at me, laughing like a mental patient. Swiping it from his hand, both the hands lay atop each other, like a scene from a teen romcom.

Looking into each other's eyes, they smirked, turning to me.

"Get away from me with that thing," I repeated, scurrying backward on my hands and butt.

What is it they hold in their hands you ask?

Right now, Jeonghan and DK were doing aegyo. And they had drawn little whiskers on their face.