rich [k.d.h fanfic]

prologue [4/4]

"This is your way of getting me to know your world?" Youjung whisper-shouts as they both enter a private room decorated with red and gold.

"You said why not," he recites after closing the door and then looks at her. "I even double checked."

"But I didn't expect this!" she exclaims and he huffs out in annoyance.

"You agreed to this," he grits out, eyes closed. "It's not like I did it without your permission."

"Well it wasn't like you gave me a lot of details," she shot back, crossing her arms and looks away from the male.

They both kept silent and then she lets out a sigh, uncrossing her arms and turns to face him. "I'm sorry," he suddenly says, hardly making eye contact with her. "I should have told you the rough plan or at least what the idea was..."

"It's my fault too," she says softly, eyes kind of down casted. "I could have asked you what I was getting into and actually talked it out with you. But I didn't... We're both at fault then I guess?"

His lips tugged into a small smile. "But honestly, you could have informed me earlier about this," she replies, tone accusing but the look on her face said otherwise.

"It's not like I have your number, princess," he says, smiling a bit wider and she rolls her eyes playfully.

"Seeing as how you found my address without me telling you. I thought you probably have my whole profile about who I am from birth to now lying on your modern glass table in the middle of your huge ass office, looking out to Han River or maybe Gangnam," she says before scoffing slightly but when hearing the silence, she turns around and stares at him with wide eyes. "You have my profile?!"

"No!" he yells in a disbelief tone with a disapproving look. "You shouldn't put that stereotype on rich people."

"Well you should have said something," she says, rolling her eyes. "Silence means yes ya know."

"Silence doesn't mean yes in my world," he replies and she makes eye contact with him. "When I'm silent, people usually... know what I want."

"Well I'm sorry then, young master," she mocks. "I don't know your world. Also, I don't work for you. What we have is a special relationship."

"Relationship?" he asks dumbly and she nods before tilting her head.

"You didn't know that relationship doesn't just exist between lovers right. Relationships describe pretty much the people you interact with. Employer-boss relationship. Brother-sister relationship. There's a lot more," she says cautiously.

"Brother-sister relationship..." he muses over it. "Incest?"

"Aish," she immediately breaks eye contact, looking away with her hand on her face. "You're impossible."

"Donghyuk?" a soft voice resounds the room and the door opens to reveal a lady with a warm smile. "Mrs Kim is looking for you."

"Thank you," he replies with a curt nod and she nods before closing the door once again.

"Sister?" she asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Ani," he replies before flashing a small smile. "She's my maid."

He then leaves the room while she stared at his back, thinking that he was insane before following him to the private room they had first entered to see him waiting for her in front of the door with a blank look. "You are serious about this huh," she mentions, stopping next to him before looking at the door too.