[DARA'S POV]
Im impatiently waiting for Kwon Jerk, err, Jiyong to arrive here at Club Lothario for three hours already.
Its nearly ten o'clock but he still hasnt show up and damn, my butt already hurts.
Tch. Where is he?
I already missed him yesterday.
Not the kind of missing which is kind of longing. But missed him cause he manage to escape from my claws yesterday.
Wanna know why such thing happened?
Well, after my lunch yesterday with Chaerin and Bom, I immediately went to my scheduled 1 pm training class for all the 1-month old T3 (a/n: Training number three. The Seducing training) trainee avengers. Since theyre still new with my class, we had a hard time coping up with all the sexual terms and stuffs that is very, VERY much important in my class for them to be great avengers. But all the words I used yesterday make them uncomfortable. Even the word "touch" would make them flinch.
So for that, the 2-hour training class became a disastrous 5-hour trainee flinching class and a 2-hour you-must-be-used-to-hearing-these-kinds-of-words lecturing class.
Then, after that, I went to meet Bom with Chaerin at her office at floor number 21 where we would waste our free hours oftenly. But we didnt gather there to hang out that night, we discussed the outcome of our plan to know what Lady Sierna is up to and what is mysterious about this Kwon Jiyong. Bom reported her findings and told me that the given information about him is not lacking. Chaerin told us nothing was pretty suspicious about the Lady after she followed her around when the three of us parted. We did some planning again but ended up deciding to do the same tasks we're assigned to do.
Bom told me she'll research everything again from six feet under to Cloud number 9 to find any lacking information. While CL promised to watch over Lady Sierna's actions and everything at every time. Even up to her bath time. Well, thats what she said.
And me? Still the same. Nothing changed since I had no work progress. Remember? I was stuck in the four-cornered training room for seven fucking hours.
Hul~ I went out of LA building last night at 9 pm already with my mentally drained mind and physically tired body. I hurriedly went to my apartment to freshen up to do my mission. At 10 pm, I was about to enter his favorite club when I saw Kwon Jiyong's White Bently driving out of the parking lot so I ended up going back to my apartment and slept.
I know his car and its plate number. Odd, yeah, dont tell me again.
It is included in the complete information given by my Mom. I mean literally complete. It even has his hated foods, motto, favorite number and even the size of his boxers!
Like seriously?!
Do I really need to know his boxer's size?!
I sighed and stared at the half-empty bottle of soju in front of me. I guess, I failed this night again.
But, Ill get you Jiyong and Ill succeed.
I definitely will.
I smiled then drank the whole soju in one gulp.
I stood up and was about to go home when a hungry lips landed on mine.
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[JIYONG'S POV]
Im holding my temples trying to concentrate on the files that Im reading. But nothing seems to register on my mind. I cant understand anything!
I sighed, placed the documents on my desk and reached for my ringing phone.
